Tuesday, January 14, 2014

The Good, the Bad, the Ugly, and the Seemingly Impossible-Apparently I never published this.

The Good
VACATION.  I don't mean going off into paradise and spending time at the beach baking to a perfect shade of tan; I mean waking up with the sun instead of an alarm, not having to shower until bedtime, and working out in the morning only to climb back into bed.

 Since I am a teacher, I look forward to summers just as the kids do.  This year, I was talked into teaching summer school.  This meant that the first month of summer was no vacation for me.  My kids also attended the program so that I would not have to worry about childcare.  The Sunday after summer school was over, we all loaded up the car and drove 2,100 to South Carolina. 

First things first, I signed up at Anytime Fitness so that I did not miss out on any of my training.  The first three days it rained, and rained, and rained.  Unlike in Arizona, people in South Carolina keep living, down here, we stop to watch the rain.  I was thankful for my gym membership.

We made it to Folly Beach a couple of times to enjoy the waves and to downtown Charleston.  The Palmetto Carriage Tour entertained the entire family. We even drove up to North Carolina to enjoy Carowinds, a theme park straddling North and South Carolina.  By far, this visit with my husband's family was the busiest, and thus while enjoyable, it did not feel like a vacation.

Last week I enjoyed my first full week of just doing nothing, of REAL VACATION!  It has been glorious.  For me a true vacation is just doing what you want when you want without an agenda.  Just sitting in an air conditioned house with my kids and dogs is vacation enough for me.

MONEY.  No, I did not win the lottery, nor did I receive a ginormous raise, but I did meet a big goal.  I held my yard sale and raised over $900, and my painting party at Creative Juice Art Bar helped me raise $310!  I met my fundraising minimum for the Susan G. Komen 3-Day.  This means that I will be able to walk my 60 miles. 

The bad
FOOD.  While in South Carolina, I did not count calories.  I worked out, but wanted to fully enjoy the foods that I only eat once every  3 years.  Before leaving the scale was up 3 pounds.  After returning, it was up another 6.  Oops.  So much hard work can be undone in 2 weeks.  Thank goodness I worked out.  So here I am working on getting back to where I was.

CRACK.  By crack, I mean coke, by coke I mean Coca Cola.  OH MAN.  I used to be addicted to Pepsi, big time.  I stayed clean for about 5 months before school was out and carried my gallon of water with me.  At one point this summer I took a sip and it was all over.  An increased water intake has been helping to relieve both my coke addiction and the weight I gained. 

The Ugly
My best friend is moving away.  FAR AWAY.  I don't know what I will do without her here.  Anyone want to donate an iPhone so that I can face time with her?  She has been my rock for about 14 years and is like a second mother to my children.  She is my sitter when the kids are sick and my shoulder when I need to cry...like right now.

The seemingly impossible
10 MINUTES.  I dream of one day running a 10 minute mile.  This is truly an ambitious goal, since my fastest mile in my youth was a 13.5 minute mile.  At the time, I was the tender age of 14!  How in the world am I supposed to beat my 14 year old self?  Well, I have.  My fastest mile thus far has been about 11.75 minutes.  I average closer to a 12-13 minute mile.  I am not willing to beat myself up over my speed.  The fact that I have more than once ran 3 miles without stopping and once 4 miles makes me proud.  when I started all of this, I could not run one city block without feeling like I was dying.  My initial goal was to run one mile.  I am not going to say that one mile is now easy for me, but it is not a death sentence as it used to be.

REGULARITY.  Although I do have stomach issues, I am referring to my blog.  As stated in the previous post, I suck as a blogger.  I have accepted that.  Perhaps if I posted more often, I wouldn't have to write a book every time I did.:)

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