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Bummer, bummer, bummer.   

A moment of silence for a very funny man (and Fillmore from Cars to our kids!)

Award-winning comedian George Carlin dies - CNN.com

Sigh.

Time to fess up. Right around day 61, when school let out for the Zboys, my routine fell apart. I was completely thrown off my game. I missed P90X workouts. First a week, then two, now three…

I still keep climbing. And running. Even did the incline for the first time this season. Lots of hiking and walking with the kids.

Somehow, with Memorial Day, the camping trip, the hard drive crash and the ER visit, I lost my way as far as weight training goes. I’m happy with my strength now, and my muscle definition in my arms and lower legs. But I still have the gut. The gut, the gut, the gut. Ugh.

Nice weather is working against me because who wants to stay inside in front of a DVD for an hour and 15 minutes to work out when the weather is nice?

Right now I’m just trying to stick with the climbing 2x a week and running 3x week - must get that long run in!

P90X might have to wait until the fall when the boys are back in school and the weather is cooler.

I picked up the holiday cleaning kit at Mountain Mama’s and just recently started running out of the countertop spray and room freshener. And I was disappointed to find out that the scent is seasonal. I checked out the other scents (lavender, geranium, etc), but they were either too flowery or too spicy smelling. I just LOVE the gingerbread scent.

So… I did email Mrs. Meyer’s customer service and ask them to make full size bottles of the products in that scent year round please.

If you’re reading this, could you do that, too?

You can reach Customer Service at customer-service@mrsmeyers.com. Customer Service is also available by phone Monday-Friday, 8:00 AM-6:00 PM Central Time, toll-free at 877-865-1508.

I used to love shopping. I could spend all day shopping… That was back in the day - when I was able to fit into most clothing in junior sizes 3, 5 & 7.

Now it’s not fun to shop for me. I’d rather shop for the boys or even Doug. For me, it’s a chore. I’m not able to embrace my body in its current shape. From my ribcage to my upper thighs, I’m a lumpy blob.

I want that midsection to be in proportion to my nicely muscled arms and lower legs, but it’s not happening. Mostly because along with my healthy food, I want my treats, too. I want to eat guacamole, salsa, queso and chips. I want my Haagen Daz Caramel Cone ice cream. I want my cream cheese. I ate mostly clean for several weeks, then it all came crashing down in a big binge that I haven’t really recovered from.

And I researched wardrobe essentials today. I came up with a list of 20 items, a mix of Tim Gunn and SAHM Style.

1. Basic Black Dress
2. Trench Coat
3. Classic Dress Pants
4. White Shirt
5. Jeans
6. Cashmere Sweater
7. Skirt
8. Day Dress
9. Blazer
10. Sweat Suit Alternative
11. Black Pumps
12. Ballet Flats
13. Stylish Bag
14. Cargo Pants
15. Bathing Suit
16. Pantsuit
17. Fitted t-shirt (v neck 3/4)
18. Shorts
19. Layering pieces (tank tops/camis)
20. Yoga pants

So, May and I went shopping for clothes today. I wanted to pick up some straight leg dark denim jeans and a nice white button down shirt. We hit Burlington Coat Factory, JC Penney, Old Navy and Sears. And the list went out the window. Every pair of dark jeans I tried on was just awful. UGH.

Burlington Coat Factory
$14.99 - Ryka Black Capri Workout Pants

JCPenney
$19.99 (marked down from $36) - Dark Pink Sleeveless Ribbed Sweater with Belt
$17.99 (marked down from $30) - Chocolate Brown Poplin Crop Pants
I wanted to get these Skecher shoes, which were $44.99 - much more than I usually spend on shoes, but they were comfy and cute. The girl behind the counter couldn’t find the matching shoe. So I took that as a sign that I wasn’t meant to have those shoes.

Old Navy
Nada. I wanted racer back ribbed tanks and they didn’t have any!

Sears
$10.00 Running Shell
$ 8.00 Running Top
$13.99 Mesh Running Shorts
$13.99 Mesh Running Shorts

So, I ended up with a lot of workout clothes and one non-workout outfit.

Notice that it’s all solid colors? May did. And encouraged me to do otherwise. I tried on some clothing with prints/ stripes/ patterns, but either they didn’t fit or they just didn’t grab me. I’m much more stingy with my clothing money than I used to be. I have to really love it to buy it.

We only shopped for 4 hours, and I was tired by the end of it - even with a diet coke and pretzeldog fortification break. It’s just disheartening to try on so many clothes that don’t fit.

So, I came back from a camping trip last weekend, turned on my computer and was greeted with

Primary Hard Disk 0 Not Found
Primary Hard Disk 1 Not Found

This happened to me before, and just reseating the IDE cables fixed it. So I did that again. No dice this time.

I tried replacing the IDE cable but that didn’t fix it either. Since it’s rare to have 2 hard drives fail, and I had this error before but the hard drives turned out to be fine, I thought it might be a bad IDE controller on the motherboard so I took it to PC Onsite.

PC OnSite said that the primary hard drive was bad, but the secondary was okay (my data hard drive), so he just replaced the bad drive. He told me that the drive was unrecognized by everything he put it in.

So then I took the bad drive home, installed it as the secondary (slave) drive in the machine, and then got the same error -

Primary Hard Disk 0 Not Found
Primary Hard Disk 1 Not Found

Not good. Even as a secondary drive, it causes the primary drive not to be recognized.

Next I had Blake from Colorado Support take a look at it. He’s very good and very trustworthy. No dice.

So, all my data files are safe - my photos, my client files and websites, household files, etc.

However, I don’t have a recent back up of my Outlook PST file. I thought I had done a back up in April (when I got the error for the first time), but I can’t find it anywhere. The only back up I can find is from 11/17/07. So I’m basically out the last 6 months of emails.

CRAP.

I could also use a copy of my WS_FTP ini file and my Firefox profile (with saved passwords and form entries), but those are less critical.

So, there are hard drive recovery services that charge a minimum of $1000, and often much more, to open up the hard drive in a clean room in an effort to retrieve lost data. I can’t afford that. That’s crazy. Particularly for 1-3 files.

I’m going to follow up on 2 more leads locally, then I’m going to look into a cheapie option from Comprehensive Computing in Virginia. Worse case, no data. Best case, I get my Outlook file back for $75.

Whew! My luck’s gotta turn around here soon!

Good grief.   

So, today I went for a 7 mile run, then went climbing, then went to the pool with the boys for 45 minutes before their swim class started.

I took a shower while they started class, and when I came back out, Zevan had to go potty.  So we headed back into the locker room.  We went through the first door, then I held open the 2nd door, and Zevan slipped on the wet floor (Zander had fallen in the same spot just before we went swimming just an hour earlier), and I saw his head hit the side of the door.

He immediately started screaming, and I scooped him up, and we headed into the locker room so I could comfort him.  As I walked in, several girls in the locker room started screaming, “He’s bleeding!  His head is bleeding!”

I looked down and blood is just pouring down the side of his head.  CRAP.   

I sat him down and tried to find the general place where it was coming from.  Then I pressed a towel against it.  Everyone is looking at me, chattering advice and whatnot.  I loudly asked through the din, “Can someone please get me a lifeguard?!”  Sheesh.   

May had JUST left with Madison minutes before.  I asked someone to check my locker for my phone.  No dice.  She offered hers, but of course I don’t know May’s number   

The lifeguard came in, already with gloves on and a bunch of gauze pads.  They cleared out the locker room.  For 10 minutes, she just kept swapping out the blood filled gauze for a clean one.  They decided to call the EMTs.  This whole time, Zevan is screaming. I’m kneeling in front of him, trying to keep him focused on me, and asking him to take some deep breaths.    Every so often, he’d reach up, touch my face with his little hand, and repeat, “Mama, mama, mama, mama…”  then start crying again.

Another 5-10 minutes goes by (who knows?) and finally the bleeding is subsiding.  The EMTs arrive.  He’s now calmer for longer than he is upset.  They offer him a sucker, which he gladly takes.  The EMTs suggest that he be taken to the hospital to be seen and are giving me the option to take the ambulance or take him in my car.  Meanwhile, Zander is finishing up his swim class and wondering where I am.  I tell the instructor to tell Zander that we’ll be out in a minute (the locker room is still closed so they can clean up the blood).  I tell the EMT that I’ll take Zevan to Penrose Main (in the hopes that my mom is working tonight)

I ask to use the phone, and I call Grandma and Grandpa - they leave immediately to pick up Zander.  Then I call Doug to tell him what’s going on.  I try to call my parents to see if my mom is working (she works at Penrose Main).  No answer.

I see Zander through the glass, shivering because I’m not out there with his towel.  The EMT is trying to talk to me, and I interrupt him again - I need to get to my other son, please.

Zander is visibly relieved to see me and is very concerned about Zevan and asks him how he is feeling.  I explain the situation, and he’s very agreeable.    Zevan would rather go with Grandpa, too, please. 

We head out to the parking lot, and wait for Grandpa.  When he shows up, Zevan and I head to Penrose Main.  I keep him talking to me so I know he’s not unconscious or showing signs of a concussion.

We get to the hospital, and I carry him in.  We check in and we wait.  Doug shows up.  And we all wait.  Then we FINALLY get in and they take his info and vitals.  Then we go back into the waiting room and wait.  Doug goes to Burger King and gets us dinner.  He also points out to me that my shirt has blood all over it. I hadn’t even noticed.  My parents call - from Denver - my mom’s not working today   I call May and vent a bit.

Doug returns with food.  We eat it, play with Zevan’s kids meal toy and wait even more.  I tell Doug he should just go home.  Just as he is getting up to leave, they call us back.  We go into one of the triage rooms.  They hook him up to the monitor.  And we wait some more.  I tell Doug again to just go home.  It’s already past the boys’ bedtime, and Zander needs to go to sleep.

Zevan and I cuddle on his little triage bed.  It’s actually kind of nice to spend time together, snuggling, with no other distractions.  I’m exhausted, and he’s in good spirits, so it’s okay. 

The doctor finally comes in and takes a look.  He tells me it’s fairly superficial, and that it doesn’t look like he needs stitches.  He’ll send someone in to clean it up.   

Again we wait.  And cuddle and play. And then someone comes in - she cleans it up - he protests, and whines a little, but it’s fine.  I *finally* see the actual cute for the first time.  It’s about a half inch long and already scabbing over.  She puts neosporin on it, and we’re good to go.  I ask about swim class on Monday.  She needs to ask the doctor.  Then the check out nurse comes in and I ask again about swim class on Monday.  She also needs to ask.  Then she comes back in and tells us it’s okay.  We can go home!  YAY!  It’s 8:20 PM.

On the way home, we stop at King Soopers to pick up some groceries and a treat for him.  My parents call - on their way home from Denver.  As we are checking out, my parents show up at King Soopers - they just HAD to see Zevan.    My mom asks how I am, and I tell her I have to be fine right now, glancing at Zevan.  Truth be told, I’ve been wanting to cry ever since the first drop of blood.  But that has to wait.

Now I’m home, the boys are in bed, and I’m too tired to even cry, I think.  I need to get out of my bloodstained clothes and get some rest.

Everything’s fine.  We’re all okay.  I just needed to get that all out.

And I’ll need some back up when I ask the AFC to install some slip proof flooring in that entry way.   

Another week gone by…

Day 51, Monday, 5/12
Still recovering. I did a bit of tempo running, and then some walking. At least I got my miles in. My receiver fell out of my iPod, so my run is split into two workout files.

Day 52, Tuesday, 5/13
Kenpo X
Love, love, love this workout! It’s like the antithesis of Yoga X. It’s definitely my favorite of the cardio routines.

Day 53, Wednesday 5/14
5k Easy Run

Day 54, Thursday, 5/15
Core Synergistics
That’s a good solid workout. I did it.

Day 55, Friday, 5/16
6 mi long run - not too bad.

Day 56, Saturday 5/17
Doug’s birthday today. We started the day with Zander’s last skating class of the session. Zander and I got to hold hands and skate around the rink together. :happylove:

Afterwards, we all went to the zoo. The Rocky Mountain Wild Exhibit was AWESOME. The mountain lion enclosure seemed too small for 4 lions, and the moose was barely visible in his little shack, but the bears - the bears were awesome! They played and wrestled in the water together, right up by the viewing glass. So cool!

That night Doug and I went out to dinner with Mike & Candy, and then off to Shuga’s for dessert, then Paradox Lounge for drinks.

Day 57, Sunday, 5/18
Chest and Back. Back to the very first P90X workout I ever did. And my progress was evident. I was so proud of myself!

Day 58, monday, 5/19
Did Speed Workout today - Ouch, my lungs. But I did all 5 sets of intervals. And then a LONG recovery walk

I decided that I would spend a bit more on my work out clothes.  I usually buy at Ross and WalMart, and the clearance rack at Target.

I went in search of running shorts.  All the cute ones are too short, and I get chub rub at the thigh - painful and humiliating at the same time.  Lovely.  The ones that are longer are far too baggy and make my hips and tummy pooch look even worse - UGH.  I tried on 5 pairs at Title Nine yesterday and none worked for me.  And the tops that fit my waist were too loose at the top for support while running.  And if I tried to fit my chest, it caused rolls at the belly.  UGH.  UGH.

So!  I went to Mountain Chalet in search of climbing clothes.  I got a pair of long climbing pants on sale, which was cool.  I took another 5 pairs of running shorts into the fitting room, none fit me.  I did find one cute pair of climbing pants that could work, but I ran out of time and really wanted to try the next size (down!) before I plopped down $70  for the cutest pair of climbing capris ever.

I can’t wear skirts - my thighs rub and then there’s the sweat issue.  Sorry if that’s TMI…    My shorts have to have a 4″-5″ inseam minimum.

I was really disappointed.     But I was able to take solace in the fact that I took a bunch of Mediums into the dressing room with me, and they were too big!  The problem is that most of the smalls are still too small, so I’m in between somehow.    I guess I just need to keep working at it.

My weight is the same, 134.6 - 1.6 lbs higher than my last mentioned weight of 133.  My waist is 1/2″ smaller than when I started P90X (I’m on Day 5 , so that’s something.

Day 49 is my rest day. I did some rollerblading with Zander at his skating class. That was nice.

Day 50 - Recovery week starts with Yoga X. I procrastinated all day. I started it

I hate Yoga X. I feel so unbalanced, inflexible and not as strong as I feel with any other workout.

I have only done the full workout maybe 4 times? Oh and I hate it every time. First the moving asanas. Then the balance poses. Then Yoga Belly 7. Good grief. It’s one torture after another. I get bored. I get frustrated. But I work through it.

The thing is, I don’t really feel all that great or accomplished afterwards like I do after a speed work running workout or a long distance run. I just feel like, “Thank God it’s over. I hate that workout.”

I have to say though, I am way more flexible than I was when I started, so that’s something.

I’m looking forward to running tomorrow morning, that’s for sure.

On the West Side Moms forum, there was a thread about being disappointed in Mother’s Day - some moms even hate the day because their expectations are not just unmet, but crushed.

I know I felt that way in the beginning.

In a dream world, for Mother’s Day, I would leave the house for the day (weekend!) and spend it at a spa.  No kids, no husband, maybe a girlfriend who would consider this her dream mother’s day as well.

Over the years, I have slowly changed my thinking to not expect anything from Doug - I’m not his mother.

Now that the boys are getting older, school gets them ready for mother’s day with cute stuff and the idea that they should be nice for Mother’s Day.  They are excited to make cards for me and pick out flowers.

I went out to lunch with my mom and dad yesterday, along with Zander. We went to PF Chang’s. Sadly, Zander did not like any of the food there (except rice and the banana spring rolls), so I won’t be going there with him again. But other than that, it was a nice lunch. Mom and I shopped at Ulta afterwards.

She’s in Evergreen with Berni and her family there today.

I did get to sleep in this morning.   Well, first Zander snuggled in with me around 7:00 AM.  Then he got up.  Around 7:45 AM, Zevan crawled in with me.  Then Zander wanted me to get up - after he gave me “a few more minutes” I finally got up sometime after 8 AM.  I spent a lot of time fiddling around in the bathroom, using a exfoliation scrub and peel, while Zander impatiently kept asking me when I was going to be finished.    Finally, I came upstairs, and Zander had “decorated” the dining room and kitchen with hearts and stars he (and dad and I) had drawn earlier in the week.  Little signs he wrote “HELO MOM” and “HI MOM”  He was very excited.  It was super cute.

Doug made me breakfast, and even cleaned the kitchen to the best of his ability, and I appreciate that.  I just wish his idea of cleaned up didn’t mean that there were a bunch of dishes/pots/pans in the sink.  Sure, they are mostly clean (I would use more hot water) and air drying, but my idea of a clean kitchen means that everything is put away.

A short time after breakfast, I grabbed Zevan and got back into bed with him.  He’s my snuggly boy.  We had a nice snuggle for a short time…  Zander came in, too and I snuggled with them both.  That was nice.

I would so love it if I didn’t have to do any cleaning or cooking on Mother’s Day.  But that’s impossible.  We missed chores yesterday, so today was chore day.  So Zander and Dad cleaned the main level, and Zevan and I picked up the other rooms and took out all the trash.  If it were not mother’s day, I would have done much more, but I wasn’t motivated.   

We split up for lunch and the afternoon.  Zevan chose to have lunch and run errands with Dad, so Zander and I had lunch together and went shopping.  Zander and I went to Taco Bell for lunch.  Then we stopped at Bed Bath and Beyond (where I bought Doug some bath towels and mats for his bathroom).  I stopped by Ross and bought Zander some summer pjs and a bigger denim jacket.   We went to Cold Stone for ice cream, only to find that it was SEIZED and closed for business.     So we went over to Baskin Robbins and each had a cone.  Then we went to Target.    I got a new blender (our current one has a crack that sometimes leaks when I make my smoothies) and a new pair of running shorts to try out.  And more PJs for Zander - on clearance!

Now Doug’s at the comic shop, the boys are downstairs playing Lego Star Wars and I’m online posting.  It’s not romantic or lavish, it just is what it is and I’m okay with it.

We will go out to dinner tomorrow night because we hate overcrowded restaurants on the actual holiday.  I get to have crab legs at Red Lobster on Crab Crackin’ Monday. 

Day 45 (Tuesday)
Back and Legs / Ab Ripper X today - always a good workout.

Day 46 (Wednesday)
Motivation is low when May is ill and doesn’t push me to run with her. I think all day I’ll do something, but I don’t. We head to Zander’s swim class. When we get there, it’s been canceled due to earlier lightning. But the pool is open now and we can swim if we want to. I didn’t bring a suit, so I just wear my sport bra top and buy men’s swim trunks for the bottoms. I actually attempt to swim freestyle a bit. 3/4 of a length of the pool and I’m feeling it in my legs. I have to take a breath with every other stroke. I make a feeble attempt at flip turns then change my mind each time. Not ready for that yet. All in all, I do about 5 laps total plus a lot of water play with Zander. That’s a good cross training workout for me. The pool is tiring!

And as we are getting ready to leave, the kids are playing in the lockers and Zander catches Zevan’s finger in the locker door. Crap. Lots of blood, lots of crying… I get some antibiotic ointment and a bandaid on it. Then Zevan turns pale white - his lips and cheeks have no color - he complains that he feels like he’s going to throw up. I’m worried he’ll pass out. Poor little guy. Zander is extremely apologetic and worried for his brother. After a while, we finally head out to grab dinner on the way home. By the time we get home, his color is back, but he’s got no appetite.

Day 47 (Thursday)
Back and Biceps / Ab Ripper X - the glamour muscles, as Tony says. I get a chance to use my new 20 and 12 lb dumbbells. During Ab Ripper X, I am able to complete 20-25 reps of everything. Except for Fifer Scissors. BUT! I can now do 25 reps of in and outs with my arms up - not too shabby! If only you could see my abs under my belly fat…

Day 48 (Friday)
Walk/run with May. This is May’s first day out since she got sick. She’s coughing quite a bit, so we keep it to an easy walk. After 2 miles, she turns back, and I run ahead for a half mile and back. It takes me another 0.8 miles to catch up with her. I’m running slow today.

I feel much better about this week, so this Week 7 is over, and I’m moving on to my recovery week next week. In conjunction with my running program.

4.8 mile run today - split up into several legs due to my hectic morning…

I knew that getting into the West Center Summer Blocks program was going to be difficult.

I filled out my form 10 days ago, printed it out, and hung it on my TO DO folder.  I made a plan to go over there after dropping the boys off at school.

And this morning - I forgot.  Totally spaced it.

I took the boys to school, planned a run with Candy, worked a little bit, then drove to MVP to meet with Candy. I got there early, snuck in a half mile before she got there…  We went along for another half mile, just chatting and catching up and then…

“CRAP.  I gotta go!”  I blurted something about the class, she took the stroller from me and I took off running back to the car.  I figured that everymoment counted, so I skipped going hom and went straight to the West Center.  It was 9:30 AM.

And the M/W/F class was full.  With someone already on the waiting list.

My happy, now unrealistic, façade of control, organization and planning just came crumbling down in an instant.

It was all I could do not to cry right there on the spot.

I was cheerfully informed that I could put them in the T/Th class, and on the wait list for the M/W/F class.

Numbly, mentally berating myself, I mustered up a smile and agreed.

In an out of body experience, I filled out the registration forms and went through the process.  The women who work there are just so friendly and warm - I’m glad for that.  It gave me the energy to not just totally fall apart for forgetting to do something so important.

We finished up, and they were just as sweet as sweet could be - and it was so genuine, that I couldn’t slip into my usual grumpy resentment of niceties.  I went back to the park.  And cried, just a little, on the way there.

I caught up with Candy for a short time.  Then I realized I wouldn’t have enough time to finish up my goal of 5 mi today.  But I made it to 4.8 mi, so that’s something.

And now I’m desperately trying to make the best of things. 

It’s better that it’s T/TH, because I have grandparent coverage on M/W/F, so now I will have some time to myself every day.  It’s better because it’s $28 cheaper per child.   It’s better because now I can maybe take my mom with us on Monday field trips to Denver and meet up with my sister and nephew.

And I signed the boys up for the first session of swimming at the AFC, which is every day at 4:00 for the first two weeks of June.  So, maybe just having summer school twice a week is better for them in the long run.

Clearly, I need a better system for organizing tasks - I need to work on that.  This is my wake up call. 

If you made it this far, thanks for reading.  I’m trying hard to do less berating of myself and be more proactive on making things better.

Sigh.

Okay, so I’m so disappointed in myself for the past week - getting over being sick, the bad eating, the missed workouts, etc - that I have decided to revisit Week 7 of the P90X program.

And work more towards eating much less calories. I’m struggling with food. It’s PMS, I’m sure of it now. I always crave bad foods, but it’s particularly bad before my period because I just can’t say no.

Doug and I went out for a date on Saturday night to The Outback. My food choices were good (steak griller and green beans), but I also had a margarita and key lime pie.

Then we went to the movies and I had buttered popcorn and a box of Milk Duds.

So bad. And I’m bloated because of PMS and these bad food choices. It’s horrifying. I need to get back on track and accountable!

For breakfast today, I had one pancake (I added protein powder to the batter, but it kind of gives it an aftertaste, so I won’t do that again) and a boiled egg.

This morning, we took the boys to Monument Valley Park, and I went for a quick 5k run. I was on track for an under 30 minute 5k, and then my iPod battery died at mile 2.4

It felt SO good to be out there, running. The weather was awesome. Everyone was friendly and waved, and I just felt this wave of good feelings as I ran. It was just what I needed.

For lunch I had 2 taco supremes with no lettuce from Taco Bell.

For snack, I had a cameo apple (yum!)

Right about this time is when I really decided to just go back and do week 7 of the P90x program again.

For dinner, I had my leftover filet griller from the Outback, a 3 oz piece of teriyaki salmon, 2 grilled shrimp and snap peas.

For dessert, I had the rest of my key lime pie from the Outback

And THEN I did my P90X work out - Chest, Shoulders & Triceps with Ab Ripper X.

Yep. At night. After dinner. After the kids were in bed.

While doing Ab Ripper X, I had to cover my stomach with my t-shirt because my bloated belly was just too mortifying to look at. I should have just moved away from the big mirror I work out in front of. I’m so ashamed of it.

I did it, I’m sore, and I’m sure I’ll be sore tomorrow. I am planning a 5 mi run on the Santa Fe trail.

After my workout, I had a protein smoothie, along with a snack of pumpkin seeds.

This is a new week and a sort of fresh start. Let’s hope I can stay on track!

It’s a bad bad week for me. This sinus infection and ensuing cough is kicking my ass.

Day 46 - I did no work out. May was sick, I was tired, and the thought of Yoga X squashed my motivation into a tiny ball huddled in the corner.

Day 47 - Again, no work out. I found every excuse not to do one. I was tired. I worked, I did housework, but just couldn’t carve out that time.

Day 48 - Back & Legs in the morning. To make up for yesterday’s missed workout. Cancelled out on climbing when most everyone else dropped out, too.

I signed up for a 5 mi race for Saturday, only to find out that the one person who was running the race with me would not be able to come.

Some stops and starts trying to get someone to run it with me. No deal. Then with Free Comic Book Day on Saturday, Doug would not to be able to stay with Zander at skating. That would require more coordination for me with the grandparents to cover both boys and the race and skating class. After much anguish, I decided to bag the race and lose out on my $22 registration fee. ARGH.

Day 49. No race. But I did rollerblade with Zander after his class. And skated for another 10 minutes after that. So that was something.

I’m feeling discouraged that I set back so much this week.

Day 44
May and I WALKED 5 miles today. If either of us tried to run, we would just cough. She’s coming down with something, too

I met with Lois of Avanti Organizing today. We worked on updating her website, and in trade, she’s going to help me organize my mess of a home office.

I took the boys to swim lessons yesterday, and Zevan refused to get in the water. I am so irritated by this. He kept asking about the “other pool” I actually looked last night to see if we could get on the last half session, but of course the Pro I class is full

Zander really had a good time. I was a bit nonplussed by the use of noodles and kickboards, however. I thought they’d just be working on the bobbing (station 1 of Swim America).

Day 45
I had a bad coughing night last night when i went to bed. I tried propping myself with 3 pillows, but once I laid down, it was just over. This is pretty frustrating.

This morning I did Back & Biceps/Ab Ripper. I need to buy my 20 lb and 12 lb dumbbells! I tried to get some this weekend, but I couldn’t find any plain hex metal dumbbells at Big 5 or Target. I need to try KMart.

Today I totally burned out my biceps - yowza. That’s going to hurt later…

I’m so tired right now , waiting for ArtSports class to tire out the boys.

Tonight is climbing night. Turns out May has some kind of flu type thing (fever & chills), so she can’t climb. I might just end up bouldering by myself tonight before meeting Candy for eats.