…and it was actually okay.

I picked them up and we went to the Starbucks at King Soopers for vanilla steamers. I read a book about Arctic and Anarctic animals to them, and we did some grocery shopping.

Then, we headed to Chuck E Cheese. When we got to the parking lot, I didn’t recognize any cars. And Zander was giving me attitude. So, I said, fine, we’ll just sit in the parking lot until you feel like you can be nice.

And we did. Poor Zevan REALLY wanted to go inside, but I held my ground, and Zander finally decided to turn his attitude around. He still claimed that he didn’t want to play any games, which I was fine with. He brought in his Spyro maze game instead.

Of course, once we got in there and had lunch, he really did want to play games. In fact, we played the Bug Safari game (no idea what the real name is) together and finished the game. That was fun.

I did tell the boys that once we used up the tokens that I bought, if they wanted more, they would have to give me some of their allowance. It didn’t come to that, though.

I’m rethinking going to CEC. I think staying in the house with the boys may not be the best course of action right now. 

I may do errands first with them (Target always cheers me up) and then meet up with you closer to noon.  We have a parent/teacher conference at 2:45 PM.

I’m struggling right now.  I think it’s depression coming back to me, with the post marathon letdown, gaining weight marathon week, the boys’ behavior and this weather makes me want to just curl up in front of the tv eating snacks. 

However, I’m not ready for the side effects of going back on medication yet.  Weight gain and no sex drive isn’t going to help me right now, either.

I didn’t work out yesterday, other than rearranging furniture and helping my dad put together the bunk bed for the boys.  I’m walking the line between berating myself for not working out, and trying to give myself a little bit of slack. 

I haven’t worked out yet today either.  I wish that Chuck E Cheese had DDR or some other fun physical game to play there.  Meanwhile the laundry has piled up again and the house is a wreck. 

I need to snap out of it and get back on track!

I’m torn at the moment.  My boys don’t deserve Chuck E Cheese today.   Yep, already, before 8 AM. 

We may stay home.

I got on the scale this morning and…

lost 1.2 lbs! 

Of course, I shouldn’t have gained 3 lbs during marathon week in the first place, but at least we’re getting somewhere, even if that was just water weight I lost.

Today I went for a 5 or 6 mile run with May (not sure because I forgot to start my Nike+ iPod when we started).

I’m staying within my calorie budget, but I am ALWAYS HUNGRY.  Sigh.

Okay, so May and I are still discussing the triathlon vs duathlon…  it’s the lake swim that’s putting us both off…

Today I did a Tae Bo work out with my punching bag.    It was a good start to the day.

I’ve been good about logging my food on Balance Log and staying within my allotted calories.  We’ll see how I do on the scale tomorrow morning.  or

I recently read advice about realizing there will NEVER be a time in my life where there is no stress, and I need to stop making stress an excuse for not exercising or eating healthy.

Yes.  I need to do that.

This is how it went after I posted.

I went downstairs and picked up the phone to call my cell phone so I could find it. 

I had 10 voicemails.  I listened to them (more procrastinating).  Then I called my phone and found it.

I got in my car to drive to the trailhead. 

I said, “Nope.  I’m not doing this.  I’ll do Tae Bo or something,” and I got out of the car. 

I opened the car door again and put my purse back in and grabbed the headphones, and decided to just run a 5k along Mesa Road.

I set up my iPod and started the workout as I walked down the driveway.   I picked my old “Run Maida Run” playlist with lots of mostly angry mosh type hard rock music and cranked up the volume.

I took my first run up the brand new sidewalk on 19th (across the street) to Mesa Road.  And just started going.  Slowly at first.

After the 1st mile, I decided that I would actually go farther than 5k (3 mi) – more like 4 miles.  I mean, that would only require me to run an extra half mile before turning around.

I started shouting out loud along with my angry mosh songs.  Until I saw other people on the trail.   Because there are a lot of obscenities in my angry mosh songs.

In the end, I ran 7.4 k (4.6 mi) – and now I notice that I am a mere 1.64 mi away from logging 1000 mi with Nike+ iPod.  Not too shabby.

I am really in the throes of post marathon blues.   I first announced my goal in July 2006, and then 16 months later, actually accomplished it.  The pinnacle of my physical accomplishments.

Now what?

I’m behind on work projects.  I’m behind on house projects.  All I want to do is sit on my ass and watch TV.

I am supposed to be running right now.  I’m dressed from head to toe to get outside and do it, but I don’t want to do it. 

I’m also reeling from the fact that I gained 3 lbs during marathon week.  3 lbs!  WTF?  I run a marathon, walk around Disney World for 6 days, 6-8 hours per day, and I gained 3 lbs?!

I just ate a cookie.

Crap. 

I need to make a plan.

And right now I need to get my butt out there and run, even if it’s just 3 miles. 

Okay, I’m going…