Sep. 5th, 2013 11:48 am
melaniesuzanne: (Mucha: The Seasons Spring)
I've been seeing a counselor to help me Figure out who I am and learn how to recognize and work around a lifetime of faulty coping mechanisms, etc. Today we bounced ALL OVER the place as I told her about the reading I'd done about relationships while at the lakehouse as well as a few anecdotes of recent conversations with friends which have shown me how I should react rather than how I have been reacting.

We'll hand wave that whole "should" thing for the time being.

It turns out that my friends have been teaching me valuable lessons along the way which I didn't notice until my counselor pointed them out. )

Where do I go from here? Well, more work with the counselor to be sure. I want to be as healthy -- physically and mentally -- as I possibly can and be a better friend to both those people in my life as well as myself.
melaniesuzanne: (Rat)
As promised, I took a bike out for a ride. Only one ride, unfortunately, as the urge to nap after work on Friday overwhelmed me. But, Beatrix the loop frame made a triumphant return to the streets of Sterling sporting her new Basil double pannier. Since she's so heavy (45 pounds of pretty blue steel plus the added weight of accessories), I thought I'd make it a nice and slow ride to Target and back. But after loading her down with my purchases, I decided to explore the new Pacific Blvd cut-through to Sterling Blvd.

One lane on each side is blocked with construction barrels and it was pretty nice having my own personal "bike lane" once I got past AOL. I did note the wide asphalt walking path for future rides when/if that cut-through becomes a heavily traveled route. The rise of the Sterling Blvd bridge wasn't too bad; although Hubbyfink was impressed by my determination when he drove that route later, especially considering how heavy Bea is compared to Lily the hybrid (~25 pounds) and Circe the road bike (~15 pounds). I didn't have any trouble until I crossed Shaw at which point my options were to ride amongst car traffic on the boulevard or take the gravel shoulder. I chose poorly the shoulder and experienced one of the more terrifying bits of two-tenths of a mile I've ever ridden. Let's just say that Bea's narrow tires aren't terribly happy on big chunks of gravel. I am happy to report that we stayed upright, although it was close a couple of times. At Glenn Drive, I ducked onto the office park's streets and cut through the bank parking lot until I got back on sidewalk and side streets until I got back to my neighborhood.

I'd ride that 6.3 mile/131 ft gain in elevation route again, but on the hybrid and not loaded down with cargo.

Hubbyfink and I spent an hour or so in the community pool yesterday and talked about triathlons. He's participated in one and I'd like to do one if only for bragging rights. Although, I feel that this will be more my speed. ;)

So anyway, he mentioned a mini/sprint triathlon coming up in August and I thought I'd see how many meters I can swim. With my head condom swim cap and goggles in place, I crawled 50 meters and thought my heart would explode. Hubbyfink cheerfully coached, "Now do that seven more times and you've got it!" I was panting too hard to even glare at him. He did say that my form was very good. I then impressed him with my backstroke (another 50 meters). He admitted that his backstroke was awful, and boy he wasn't kidding. It was mean, but I couldn't stop myself from laughing at his floundering and splashing.

I feel daunted by the 400 meter swim of a sprint triathlon -- even moreso than the mile and a half run (I don't run; I even have a bumper sticker with that sentiment) -- but considering that only a week ago I could crawl only 10 meters, I'm counting 50 as a victory.
melaniesuzanne: (Bike: rat)
Local cycling ladies and those interested in bicycling:

The Vienna branch of Spokes, Etc is hosting a series of seminars focused on women and bicycles. The Women in Cycling classes are free, an hour long, and open to an unlimited number of attendees. I've registered for the three classes which are as follows:

  • The Bike: How It Works and How to Buy One - Thursday, Jan 10 at 7pm - "Knowing how a bike works and what its parts are called will make not only your buying experience easier, but also will help you troubleshoot mechanical problems and will enable you to speak in the same language as your mechanic. What's the difference between a mountain bike, a hybrid, and a road bike? Why would you want one over another? How do you decide what size bike you need? Come find out! Short lecture and a lot of time for discussion."
  • Cycling, Nutrition, and Weight Management - Monday, Feb 4 at 7pm - "Many run, bike, swim, etc to lose or control their weight. But do you know the facts? We'll discuss calories and food groups as well as how nutrition and eating ties into cycling and weight management."
  • Ride the Roads with Confidence - Thursday, Mar 7 at 7pm - "Ask many new, aspiring, or even experienced cyclists what they most fear and the answer will often be 'riding on the streets.' But the fact is experienced cyclists have fewer crashes despite riding far many more miles--and actually have a lower crash rate on the streets than on bike trails. Why? Because they know how to properly negotiate and ride with vehicular traffic. But you don't need years of experience to do the same. Through education you can learn how to ride and where to ride on the roads to maximize your safety. You can also learn what are the most common pitfalls that lead to crashes and thus avoid said pitfalls!"

You can register for just one, two, or all three, and registration is FREE. Come and join me in getting more knowledgeable about bicycles!
melaniesuzanne: (une souris)
Hubbyfink and I had a VERY nerdy New Year's Eve which consisted of BBC America's "Doctor Who" marathon interspersed with the Lego "Lord of the Rings" video game. The game can be played either as a solo adventure or a cooperative venture. We've been playing co-op and having a fantastic time. Yes, we could have gone to a couple of parties last night, but we decided that staying home and being nerdy was our preferred way to ring in the new year.

I did not make resolutions for this year. HF and I decided, instead, that 2013 would be the year of learning useful skills such as first aid, CPR, orienteering, and the like. I'm usually prepared with gloves, an umbrella, wet wipes... I should put something actually helpful into my head.

I realized as I typed up a 2012 retrospective on my bike blog that my riding slacked off considerably at the close of the year. Was it the weather? Was it my overall health? Was it my love for driving my sweet little car? It's probably a sum of all three. My time spent in the saddle will improve and I want to ride farther afield this year.

Work is going to be stressful and exciting this coming year. My team has been transitioning into new responsibilities and roles and we've been drinking from the proverbial fire hose for a couple of months now. I won't panic. I won't. I'm going to OWN this thing.
melaniesuzanne: (Merry Ratmas!)
Christmas is coming;
The goose is getting fat.
Please to put a penny in the old man's hat.
If you haven't got a penny
Then a ha' penny will do.
If you haven't got a ha' penny,
Then God bless you!

The Muppet version of that has been running through my head for the past week. You're welcome.

Despite being done with all Christmas prep aside from addressing a few more cards, I still feel like a ball of stress. I'm not sure what that's about. It might be that a friend has asked for assistance with something but I'm already committed to something else at that time and I feel guilty about not being there. It could be that this time of year is just stressful and I'm feeling empathetic towards others. It could be the political BS which has cropped up since Friday.

The weekend was pleasant enough. On Saturday, I rode my bike for errands including a stop at the post office for more stamps and the grocery store for more cat litter. I have now successfully carried a 20-pound container of litter on my bike. And let me just tell you that I could feel that extra twenty pounds as I climbed the last hill for home. Oof. People were in good spirits, though, waving and smiling and being polite to pedestrians, cyclists, and drivers alike.

Yesterday found me on the trail and I rode the twenty miles to Leesburg and back. The air temperature was in the high forties, but with the overcast sky and slight breeze it felt much colder. My belly and breasts were freezing to the touch when I got home. That was weird especially since my arms were warm. I thought the extremities were supposed to get cold to warm up the core... Last night, [ profile] pirategirleee, [ profile] psalite, and I drove through the Festival of Lights at Bull Run Regional Park and strolled through the winter carnival. We rode a hayride through a small section of lights and the ferris wheel. I tried to ride one of those drop ride thingies, but I was too big for the harness thingie to lock me in. That was disappointing and I made light of it without being too embarrassed. Needs must get back on the fitness bandwagon and lose the girth that I lost on Jenny Craig and have since regained.

It looks like Scotland outside my window today. Bleagh. And despite the ball of stress in my belly, I'm still in a good mood. I've got peppy tunes on my ipod and plans for getting sweaty with a workout DVD tonight.
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[ profile] reedrover shared the link which discussed the fallacies of prescribed weight loss and included a link to a blog post by Dances With Fat who provided links to various studies showing how weight loss programs don't work.

A problem I've discovered with a lot of commercial weight loss programs is that they promote food restriction but don't factor in activity. Weight Watchers and Jenny Craig give lip service to exercise -- usually somewhere around week four of the program -- but they're assuming that the participant is fairly sedentary. I suppose that for the majority of cases, this is true. However, those of us who are active wind up at a caloric deficiency and screw up our metabolisms by keeping our bodies in constant starvation mode. In my last few months with Jenny Craig, which was also the time when I started bike commuting, I was supposed to be taking in 1200 calories a day while I burned somewhere between 200 and 400. It was disheartening to feel weak and starving and not losing any weight while I was doing everything "right" within the plan. A few months after I quit paying $600 month for food and counseling, I gained back 15 of the 42 pounds I'd lost but I didn't change clothing size. (And no, this isn't a function of vanity sizing; I continued wearing my "skinny" clothes.) My doctor fussed at me about the weight gain, but when I pointed out that my measurements hadn't increased, she stopped harping and grudgingly agreed that I'd gained muscle weight.

Nearly a year later, I've kept off the 10% of my starting weight. My BMI is four points lower than it was in August 2010. I am still obese and would need to drop another 50 pounds to hit the topmost point of the "overweight" category. I'd need to drop 60 pounds to qualify as a "premium" member for my life insurance company. Sure, I want to weight less and fit a more conventional mold but I know that my frame won't ever allow me to fall into the lithe category.

What I am focused on instead can't be measured on a scale or a chart. I am working to improve my strength and my endurance. I can ride with ease the hills upon which I used to walk my bike. I may huff and puff when carrying a full laundry basket up two flights of stairs, but I can jog unencumbered up those two flights without breathing heavy. I want to run at least a block, though, and build up my core so that I can ride farther without discomfort or bonking. I also want to build up strength to deflect the osteoporosis that runs rampant in my family.

Long story, short: No more food restriction (this does not I will go nuts and eat everything in front of me all of the time, but it does mean eating mindfully) and continued activity for me. It'll do my body good.
melaniesuzanne: (devil horns!)
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Since I was already sweaty from my commute yesterday evening, I decided to get even sweatier and changed into my running shoes for a brisk walk around the neighborhood. I'd mapped out a three and a half mile route when I walked regularly in 2010 and 2011 and that's the route that I used to get back into non-bikey exercise.

I shambled along the first mile feeling like my feet were cement blocks. It sucked and I wanted to turn around and take my road bike out instead. But I persevered and as I entered the second mile, my pace increased and I felt lighter. I jogged a TINY bit -- and I do mean TINY -- but I didn't feel like I would die when I slowed down. Walking and running really do use different muscles than biking. Weird.

One of my current goals is to reduce my flabby belly so I can fit into all the cute shorts, skirts, and capris I bought for last summer. I've also got an adorable jersey and sweet exercise skirts which are a little too tight for my pride. The regular biking has firmed up my legs and booty, but my belly and arms are in a sad shape. Crunches, push-ups, and strength training are part of my renewed exercise regimen as well.

My other goal is participating in the Maryland edition of the Warrior Dash in May. Hubbyfink ran the Dash in Charles County, VA, last October and had so much fun he's going to run it again. I thought it looked fun enough for me to give it a go. I need endurance and strength to get through the course.

Of course, there's bike training to be done as well. I'm aiming to ride the metric century (~65 miles) in this year's Backroads Century (ride date is 23 September; registration opens 1 May). I can comfortably ride Circe for fifteen miles or so and I've got to get in more time on the saddle to ride that additional fifty on the road bike.
melaniesuzanne: (Deux souris by Maury)
I felt antsy this morning and wanted to take advantage of today's gorgeous weather so I suggested to Hubbyfink that we take our bikes over to Great Falls and explore. He suggested we hike instead and I agreed to that, especially since I've never been to the park.

Great Falls
Great Falls

Mind blown. I wasn't expecting to scramble over so many rocks, but the views were completely worth it. I told Hubbyfink I'd like to go white water rafting, which surprised him. Hubbyfink was totally in his element )
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I've dropped two pounds and my freshly laundered jeans were a teensy bit loose this morning. Plus, a couple of tunics (real life clothes, not SCA tunics) I bought this spring when I got to my smallest -- but haven't been able to wear because I packed a few pounds back on -- slipped easily over my hips and didn't show too much of my tummy pooch this morning. I now have a couple of never-worn-out-of-the-house tops to debut at the beach next week. Yay!

This calls for more leggings!

Yes, I know I've been biking a lot, but I've also been eating A LOT. Biking makes me ravenous. But I've been unconsciously working on strengthening my core while biking so my anterior core muscles will hold me up rather than my back muscles. My back no longer hurts when I ride longer than ten miles... Hm. You know, I didn't realize until just now that my back didn't hurt at all during this past Sunday's ride despite the long uphill climb. Sneaky body improvements. Hee!
melaniesuzanne: (iz ded)
Note to self: Don't do nearly twenty minutes of squats and lunges and other horrible lower body exercise along with the torturous workout video the day after a sixteen mile ride and the day before a ten mile ride. I also did twenty minutes upper body work, so everything below the neck hurts. Oh, wait, my teeth are still tender. Everything below my eyes hurts.

So. Sixteen mile ride. Yeah. Hubbyfink and I jumped on our bikes late Saturday afternoon. Hubbyfink didn't want to go too far and we rode up to Smiths Switch. He decided he wanted to go a little farther and we rode up to Ashburn Road. We passed the most adorable houses. I mean, seriously adorable Craftsman-looking bungalows. And they were nestled up right against the trail. I suggested that we ask the folks in the most adorable house to trade with us. They weren't home, unfortunately; we'll have to try later. At the corner of the W&OD and Ashburn Road sits Carolina Bros BBQ. Hubbyfink suggested that some evening he could ride out and pick up take-away BBQ and ride home with me. Sounds like fun to me.

After a little breather, we decided to continue west. We passed the Luck Stone Quarry Overlook and continued until we found the Two Creeks Trail Area. I'd forgotten my glasses and didn't feel like taking a gnat or dozen to the eye while goofing around in the woods. Plus, we're old and wanted to make sure we had enough oomph to make it back home. Surprisingly, I had quite a lot of oomph and not only sped back home, but cycled up the 28 overpass. I nearly stroked out once reaching the top of the bridge, but I did it. I'm looking forward to the day when that won't be such an exciting thing and will be business as usual.

Yesterday, I felt tender in the parts that touch the bike saddle and whipped out an exercise video. I've been biking for a month now and figured I was strong enough to do the forty minute workout. Ha. Ha ha. I groaned and panted and whimpered my way through most of the video and sweat so much that I wouldn't have been nearly as damp taking a shower. Sheesh.

The fun part came this morning when I slooowly crawled out of bed and stretched well so that I could actually move like a semi-normal person. I wanted to bike to work and by golly I did even though the humidity was awful and my legs were pretty beat from Sunday's fun. Fast forward through a pretty hellish day, and I biked home an hour later than I normally leave. Oof, the trail was crowded with recreational folks. I did not cycle up the 28 bridge. I did make it up the Holborn hill, though, and celebrated that victory by making Hubbyfink haul my bike inside because I was too wiped out. I'm feeling and sounding a lot like Aughra tonight. Tomorrow is definitely a rest day.
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I think I may have finally broken through my self-inflicted weight loss plateau. I'm not entirely sure what helped, aside from not eating out AT ALL this past week, but I shed 2.5 pounds and am at an all time low for this century. I am so close to my revised halfway point that I can almost smell it!

In other news, running isn't going so well. I can walk faster than I can run for any length of time and it is frustrating me. Yesterday was especially bad. My shins, calves, and sides constantly fussed at me as I'd run for a bit and stumble back into a walk. I was a complete mess and physically wiped out when I got home. It was bad. I am happy to report that I did not let poor performance send me into a depressive or self-abusing spiral. I took gentle care and promised myself that the next outing will feature walking only. Hubbyfink and I have been spending so much time walking-jogging-running together in training for the 5k that I haven't done any long walks in a while. I love jogging with the 'fink but I miss my long, centering walks. I'm going to hit the trail this weekend for a five-miler at the very least.

In other, other news, I got a clean bill of dental health from the hygienist and dentist this morning. I asked if the dentist could fix my jumbled up bottom teeth and he referred me to an orthodontist two floors above his office. I have an appointment for next Friday with the orthodontist. I hope this can be fixed with a retainer or something like that. I'd rather not go through braces again. Plus, I need to schedule Margie's dental cleaning. Oof. May will be the month of dentist bills.
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Hubbyfink didn't feel well Wednesday and we put off running until last night. It was a glorious evening and I was able to jog a full three-quarters of a mile at a fairly decent clip. As an added bonus, most of that time was on an incline. Then I switched between walking for a quarter of a mile and jogging for a quarter mile the rest of the route until we got home. My pace is slow, but I can tell that my endurance is increasing. One of these days, I might even be able to outrun a zombie or even a Doctor Who monster.

It amuses me to no end that Hubbyfink has to jog to keep up with my speedwalking pace. And I'm very happy that the tightness/soreness in my left hamstring has finally worked itself out. My left heel was hurting pretty bad last night. Too much time in heels, perhaps.

I'm not sure what's on board for this weekend. Hubbyfink plans on spending lots of time in the basement tomorrow with his best helper (Oreo) getting everything prepped for paint. We've had paint chips taped to the walls for a couple of years; hopefully that paint is still sold. It will be FANTASTIC to have the basement den usable again. I guess I'll do a fair amount of housekeeping upstairs while he patches holes in the drywall. There's more than enough cleaning to keep me occupied for the day, that's for darn tootin'! There will also be jogging and assisting in dining tent room repairs at [ profile] carthew's house on Sunday. Should be a beautiful weekend.
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It's been over a week since our last jog and Hubbyfink and I were itching to get back into our running togs. We skipped the trail and stuck to the neighborhood for last night's jog. That was fun as we got to wave at lots of folks and look at yards and gardens. I'm no longer huffing and puffing while we jog and my endurance for jogging is slooooowly increasing. I had a terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side thanks to a muscle spasm last week that has continued to keep my hamstring tight despite lots of stretching. My left knee was also bothering me, but that worked itself out after the first ten minutes or so. I wore my new (smaller size!) Underarmor shirt which completely underwhelmed me with its lack of wicking properties. Of course, the air was so thick last night, we were practically swimming so that could be to blame for the lack of wicking.

I may sound like I'm complaining, but we actually had a pretty grand time. I'm looking forward to doing it again on Wednesday.
melaniesuzanne: (DW: Converse by duskwillow)
Hubbyfink has started accompanying me on my walk/jogs and I have to say that it's a lot more fun to have him by my side than be off on my own with the ipod. I mean, the long walks by myself are pretty grand for centering and grounding myself. But now I'm trying to get ready for the Herndon Festival 5k (actually, we both are) and I'd really like to run it rather than walk it. It's a pride thing.

Hubbyfink is helping me learn to run by setting good paces and pushing my comfort zone. I realize that I can jog/run longer with him by my side than I will go by myself. I may be breathing heavy, but I'm not in discomfort anywhere. And so I continue until I really can't run anymore and my pride is too tired to care one way or the other.

On the flip side, Hubbyfink has a tendency to overdo his exercise and push himself too far which results in injury that sidelines him for a few days to a week. My pace and occasional breaks keep him from heading off into injury-land. Our compatible neuroses and obsessions have one again neatly dovetailed so that we can make each other stronger.

Also, running/jogging/walking with Hubbyfink feels a lot more like "play" and less like "exercise". We tease each other with "race you to the next bridge!" and "race you to the next block!" throughout and rib each other on how we walk/jog: I think he walks the trail like a cowboy who's been riding the range for months and he likes jogging a bit behind me so he can watch my hips swing or booty bounce. And then of course there's the full-out sprint from the opening of our street to the house (uphill both ways). He's still letting me win, but I'm starting to give him a good race.
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Got up this morning and hit the neighborhood loop for a quick three mile walk. The daffodils, tulips, hyacinth, tulip trees, forsythia, ornamental pears and ornamental cherries are in bloom and so many yards looked like springtime fantasies with the riot of color. The skies were overcast and the wind chilly, but the colors were so bright and cheerful. Spring truly is amazing here in the mid-Atlantic.

Hubbyfink got home just before Margie's and Oreo's vet appointment and took on the role of Least Favored Human by corralling them in their respective carriers. Since my favorite vet left the practice Margie's been going to, we took them to the practice where Oreo was checked out before we brought him home last year. We had a good experience at Sterling Park Animal Park last year and had another great experience this year. I really like the vet who examined the cats. Margie hissed but she didn't bite or scratch, so I think she was (marginally) happy, too. Oreo, well Oreo is so laid back, he flopped down on the examination table and stayed in the same position throughout the examination and shots. Good kitty. He's also 15.6 pounds which means he's put on four and half pounds in the past year. Margie's put on half a pound. I think they're finding some of my lost weight. ;)

Now we're chilling out until it's time to head out to National to retrieve bestfriendfink. Can't wait to see him!
melaniesuzanne: (Spring)
Still feeling pretty high on life. Been kicking @ss at work today and impressing the heck out of Bossman. The cherry on the cupcake of my week is having tomorrow off so I can retrieve [ profile] zipmeister and boyfriend from the airport for a fun-filled long weekend.

This is the anniversary of Basil's death, right down to the hour as I'm typing. I felt fairly down about that earlier this week when I remembered his last good day before his quick decline. Today, though, I simply treasure the time I was allowed to share with that special and oh so fluffy creature. And today, I am blessed to have two loving and healthy oh so fluffy creatures who make me laugh every day and make my life that much more enjoyable.

Yesterday afternoon's weather was so beautiful, I would have been ashamed not to get outside and enjoy it. I took a quick walk up and over the Sully Road bridge and back home. There were scads of bikers and walkers and runners out. I even saw one guy jogging with his toddler daughter sitting on his shoulders; that's pretty freaking hardcore. I noticed a pathway from the trail into the Dominion Station neighborhood for the first time. It looked so inviting with flowering trees, almost like a secret pathway to a secret garden.

I'm so happy that it is finally spring. As an extra special bonus, my allergies haven't kicked in yet. *knocks wood* My JC consultant says that the multivitamins are good at keeping allergy symptoms at bay. I think it's more likely that I started my Zyrtec regimen at the right time. But it could be both; who knows? Whatever it is, I'll take it.
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Ah! There's my beloved LJ. Poor dear, being pecked to death by ducks.

Another grand weekend in this neck of the woods. Light housekeeping, shopping (eeee! cute clothes!), BSG marathons, and long walks in all kinds of weather. Oh, and giving Hannah a heart attack when I stopped by to feed her kitties, not realizing that she'd returned home the night before. Oops.

Saturday's walk gave me all four seasons in five miles. The sky was clear and the sun was blazing when I started out. I thought for a short while that my earmuff headphones were going to be overkill, but then I got on the trail and was hit by a strong and chilly headwind. Good times. I continued on my merry way for another half mile and the sky clouded up and a quick hail storm popped up. That was a new one for me! I've walked in sun, rain, fog, freezing mist, and snow, and now I get to add hail to the list. My hat brim did a good job of protecting my face, but I took an occasional piece of ice to the bottom lip and that wasn't pleasant. Happily, the hail storm ended in another half mile and the weather was back to blazing sun and strong wind. But that wouldn't last for long because the sky clouded back up and the rain came pouring down close to the 2.5 mile mark. And that's how the second 2.5 miles back home went as well, minus the hail, thank goodness. The other bikers and walkers/joggers on the trail were in fairly good spirits and we all gave each other bemused commiserating looks. I spent the rest of the afternoon watching Thai horror films on Netflix.

Sunday's walk was much calmer, weather-wise, and because it was so nice I decided to push my range. So far, the farthest I've walked is a little over five miles. What's another mile at that point? I didn't care how long it took me, and if I needed to rest at some point that was okay. I cruised on past Ferndale and continued on up to Elden Street. Whoo hoo! Turned back around and headed back home. I still managed my 4mph pace, but I was dog tired when I got home. Oh, and my poor feet. They aaaaaached. But they used to ache like that when I walked three miles and then four miles and then five miles. All of those distances are easy-peasy now. In another month or so six miles will be just as easy.

In the shopping vein, I found lots of cute tops and dresses at Tarzhay. I am SO happy that I can fit in their standard sizes now. That makes shopping even more fun! And I'm absolutely thrilled that the weather was warm enough that I could wear one of my new sundresses today.

In complexion news, the skin is still flaking, but I no longer look like I'm recovering from a bad sunburn. All active zits are gone but there are a few lumps and bumps under my skin. I'm using the Retin-A every other evening so that I don't burn my face off. So far, so good.

And now it's time for me to skedaddle so I can catch the next showing of "Insidious". I love Monday night movie dates even if they're with only me, myself, and I.
melaniesuzanne: (Spring)
What a glorious day. It looked kind of dicey this morning with the overcast skies, but now the sun has burned off many of the clouds and it's absolutely gorgeous out there. I left the windows at home cracked for the kitties so they could get their fill of smell-o-vision while the gorgeous weather holds. I hope that Hubbyfink is able to leave work early so he can spend some quality time rollerblading on the bike trail. I'm looking forward to quality time on the trail tomorrow and Sunday.

Hubbyfink talked me into leaving work a little early yesterday and we walked most of my 5k route through the neighborhood. We cut the trip short due to darkness, but still got in a fairly good walk. He was impressed with my jogging pace. I guess I was describing it as much slower than it actually is. One of these days I'll actually be able to sustain that pace for more than a few minutes at a time. When we got to the end of our street, I challenged Hubbyfink to a race home. I ran full bore, and so did he for a moment. He slackened his pace to match mine, teasing me about running like a girl and since he was within reach I punched him repeatedly in the shoulder while hollering, "Of course I run like a girl. I am a girl!". All of this while still running, mind. He let me win. One of these days, though... I'll win on my own.

It amuses me to see the ever shrinking piles of snow in the shady spots of the campus. These drifts are surrounded by crunchy brown leaves. Symbols of two, two, two seasons in one! One of the peonies at home is starting to poke branches up through the dirt. In a few more weeks, the tulips and daffodils and lone hyacinth should make their appearances. One of these years I'll remember to plant springtime bulbs in the autumn to ensure more tulips and hyacinths in our garden.
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Friday night was a romantic date night with Hubbyfink. We went to The Cheesecake Factory for our yearly not-quite-Valentine's dinner. I don't think we'll go back on a Friday again. I mean, the food was good and my dinner date was fantastic, but between the family arm-wrestling (really? at a restaurant) each other and turning over dirty plates when they slammed each others' arms onto the table on one side of us and the family with the whiny kids who didn't want to eat their dinner on the other side of us, we had a less-than-romantic environment. Ah well. We still enjoyed ourselves and date night was grand.

On Saturday, Hubbyfink cleaned detritus in the basement den and made a run to the dump while I took a walk/jog through the neighborhood across the boulevard and onto the W&OD up to Crestview. According to and my ipod stopwatch, I did 3.98 miles in just over an hour. After a good stretch and a long, hot shower, I helped Hubbyfink reorganize and clean the laundry/storage room. We finally have a decent storage place for the bikes, hooray! We capped off the day with a trip to Hubbyfink's gym for a soak in the hot tub -- I needed to cool off and jogged some laps in the MUCH cooler lap pool -- and then watched a series on the history of blues on Smithsonian Channel.

Today was another trip through the neighborhood and into Herndon. I made it up to Ferndale this time. I even wound up jogging a few times without realizing it. I was listening to my dance music, looking at the scenery, and then looked down and realized I was unconsciously jogging along to the beat. That was new and exciting. My time was a little better today: 4.78 miles in seventy-five minutes. More stretching and another long, hot shower to work out the kinks in my legs. I celebrated my two days of fitness with a relaxing pedicure. I was happy to discover that I fit in the massage chair well enough now that the lower body massage stuff actually feels good rather than annoying. We shall see if I'm able to move my freshly polished toes and soft feet when I get out of bed tomorrow.


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