Saturday Blog Live

I ran a mile again this morning... and I even shaved 7 seconds off my time. It's still 13:13, but it's down!

And it's Saturday, and I woke up before 8 a.m. and went running.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Mile Marker 1

I totally ran a whole mile today! And it didn't kill me. And I felt good afterward. And it only took 13:20.

Plus, I did 500 steps on the stairmaster before I ran. I feel so good. And it even paid off: After all the Halloween Chocolate, I still lost 2 tenths of a pound. Not great, but not a gain!

I got a lot of detail-y things out of the way today. I'm so ready for the weekend. Bring it!

Day 2

It's the second day of the challenge and already I'm stumped! Those of you who are bored, bail out now, please.

Last night was Parents' Night at baby gymnastics. Em was her exuberant self during the evening. So proud that here Papa was there watching her. At the end, all the kids had to go stand on "stage" (a folded up gym mat) and do a big Ta-Dah! in front of the whole class. When they called Em's name, she went up there and before she even got on the stage, she straightened out the two footprints they were supposed to stand on. When everything was just so, she stood up and Ta-Dahed.

She gets this from her father.

Also, this morning, I was dresssed in pajama pants to go to the gym, and she comes out of my closet with a business-style button up shirt, insisting that I wear it. The babysitter enjoyed it, as well as the women at the gym. And yes, I did bring a T-shirt to change into.

I also put the button-up back on when I dressed for the day.

Tomorrow:
An update of the first non-family-non-acquaintance babysitting session.

Aftermath

I think I ate half a jumbo bag of Kit-Kats yesterday. I was hoping to take my love affair to new heights, to that point where you get so much of a good thing that you start to resent it. Or else it just makes you sick.

But I never did. Before I got the chance to find out that the chocolatey goodness isn't as good coming back up as it was going down, my husband snatched the remaining bars and marched them to the trashcan in the garage.

Sigh.

The addiction has not been broken.

Ode to Chocolate

You are why I spend an hour
at the gym
everyday.

And also the reason why
the scale
never goes down.

And yet, I still
LOVE
you.

Happy Halloween.

Cable's Out

Damn.

I knew I watched a lot of TV but I never really think about it until it's not there. I TiVo'ed Gilmore Girls tonight and only ended up with about 3 minutes worth of the show. Just enough to confuse me.

Thank God for iTunes and YouTube. And also Television Without Pity.

Project Doubleup

I'm not a quitter. A procrastinator, yes, but not a quitter.

Ok, so I quit my job. But that was really a victory, not a defeat. And even though it's neglected, I didn't quit the blog. It just went on a reallllllly long unexpected hiatus.

The dashboard says I've made only 31 posts. Come November and the NaBloPoMo, I aim to change that number to 62. I guess that means posting on Thanksgiving, doesn't it?

So what's new?

I run now. Not fast, not far, but I'm a runner. Joined a gym and everything. I run 5 times a week, and dammit, I'm going to run a 5K next spring.

No quitting allowed.