Burgled!

TGIF! Although my Friday's are strangely different now that I've started training for this half marathon. I mean I was never a crazy partier out until 4 a.m. (I like sleeping too much) but now on Friday's I try to be in bed by 10:30 or so. I have to get up at six for crying out loud and go run a billion miles. Okay not a billion, but I'm running for an hour and 55 minute tomorrow. Holy crap.

I'm off work early this afternoon, but honestly, I haven't been doing all that much work for my current job - I've really already started doing things for my new gig. I don't start officially until August 1, but I'm helping out here and there before then. I'm so excited and cannot wait to get started. Nervous about the fact that I'll be working with almost all men, but I think I can handle it. I'm confident in my abilities. And it's nice to know that I am good at my job, and I can get out there and do something different and be recognized for my brains and my ability to help a growing company. Well I hope so at least!

I feel good about running, good about my eating and good about things in general, except for the fact that our garage got burglarized this week. Boo!

We live in an old neighborhood and have a detached garage, and I think they jumped the fence into our backyard and went in through the unlocked door. Eh. Guess it teaches us the lesson to always lock all of the doors. They stole both of our bikes (nice road bikes too!) our lawnmower than the boy spent hours perusing Craig's List for, and all of our tools. At least a couple thousand dollars worth of stuff, and our insurance deductible is so high that it's not really even going to help anything.

I've been trying to remain positive about it, but I tell ya, I'm really bummed about the bike. I'm running right now, but I don't belong to a gym currently and that was at least one other exercise option. Now I'm stuck with running, walking, or videos, which I absolutely despise. I'm sure I'll get another bike eventually, but it's really not in the cards right now since we're redoing our kitchen in the middle of all of this.

The worst thing about it is the feeling of just being violated. I hate knowing people were in there, even if it is detached from the house, while I was sleeping.

So that sucks, but I'm trying to move on. I'm off to get a pizza for my friend who just had twins, drop it off for her and her husband, then meet the girls for one drink (can't be drinking too much the night before a long run.) Tomorrow is the run, then granite shopping, a nap and seeing a friend's band play tomorrow night. Should be a fun weekend!

Loss!

Quick post before I head to work to let you know I lost 2.6 lbs this week for my first week of the challenge with team Skinny Minnies. Woo hoo. I am stoked! Let's see, since I last posted I also did a 4 mile time trial on Saturday (found out my goal pace for the half marathon is going to be about 12:30/mile). I'm slow, but hey, at least I'm doing it.

I also got offered a new job this week and quit my current job (last day is next Friday). Seems like there's a lot of people out there with new jobs - it's exciting and freakishly scary at the same time. But more on that when I have more time.

Hope you all are well, and good luck to all of the challenge members!

Commentary

Hello! So I started a challenge with Kim and Jodi and I'm feeling pretty great about it so far. I mean, it's only been two days, but I like how I'm feeling. Apparently I'm not looking that great though, because my mom dropped off a salad for me today at the office - we were supposed to go out to lunch but I got too busy - and she said I looked really tired.

I'm okay with it because it's my mom and she's allowed to tell me I look tired and be concerned about my well being. She actually asked me if I'm running too much, now that's something I never thought I'd hear. But yeah, other people, not so much.

What is it with passive aggressive people who say shit like that right to your face? I mean let's say you get a new haircut, and someone says to you

"Did you get a new haircut? (So at this point, they've clearly noticed the haircut)
You say "yeah, I did."

Then they just don't say anything. Or they say, "oh." Or "that's nice."

Well clearly they think your haircut sucks. So why bring it up in the first place right?

I just don't roll like that. Sure I make snarky comments about people all of the time, but I do it in the privacy of my own home. Or in my office. At least I judge quietly. Dammit.

So why am I on this rant? I have no idea. I was actually in a good mood for a few hours in the office today, which is more than I can say about the rest of the week. Running is going well, and I'm doing a 4 mile time trial on Saturday to help me gauge my expected pace for the half marathon. And I'm actually excited about it!

Now if it would just be the weekend already...

Love

Wow. July 4th on a Wednesday? Not a big fan. Today felt like a Monday all over again. But at least tomorrow's Friday, so it's all good.. We're dog sitting for my parents right now, and the dog is just ridiculously sad and misses my mom so much. She's just precious and cute, but really whiny. And pretty darn spoiled. Unfortunately I'm not getting a lot of sleep right now, because she wakes up twenty million times a night looking for my mom.

So between that, and the beers and the chips yesterday, I woke up today feeling icky poo poo, as Perez would say. I was dreading my group run tonight, but it actually went fairly well. We did our warm ups, and then 3 sets of 15 minutes each, with 6 sets of 15 second strides. The last 15 minute set was a little rough and I had to walk a tiny bit up one of the hills, but I made it. A girl in my group said we did about 5 miles total, including the warm up, so I'm pretty excited about that.

I've now done 5 mile runs twice in the past week! Wow, I have got to say that I really rock. I also did a 16 mile bike ride yesterday, so hopefully that helped offset the crazy amount of food I ate at my friend's BBQ yesterday. Still need to work on that part, but I got back on track today so that's all good.

The boy and I had a big talk last night about how I approach food when it comes to social events. It's like when I get to a party, or a social gathering, or even just dinner with friends, all of the sudden my knowledge of nutrition and my ability to make good choices just flies out the window. I think I use food to compensate for some level of social unease. It's like if I just hover by the chips and dip, I won't have to mingle and wonder if anyone wants to talk to me. I never consciously think that when I'm at a party, but for some reason it always tends to happen.

So I'm going to try to work on that, and I'm going to try to work on the guilt thing that takes control of me if I do end up straying from my plan a bit. Negative self-talk is killing me, and I just can't do it anymore. I need to love myself. And it starts now!