Put em' here! What's bugging you, or on your mind this morning?
I don't want to be here. Seriously, it took everything I could do to make myself leave the house and not use 8 of the 40 hrs of sick time that I still have. I look like I just rolled out of bed. lol Why do 4 day weeks after 3 day weekends often feel like 6 day weeks??
To top off my not wanting to be at work, our entire office smells like sour mold. It's a small office for just the marketing department. There are 6 of us, yet people cannot seem to keep the fridge under control. This morning it was furry, black, mozzarella. Last time it was green eggs. I have the worst gag reflex when it comes to spoiled food. It was not pretty when my co-worker & I located the smell. Is it 5:00 yet?
Omg I just vommed a little with the fridge visual. And I don't even have to smell it. Someone, get clseale to happy hour, stat!!
I haven't done any real lifting in the last 12ish weeks. I went back to bodypump this week. I, of course, didn't decrease my weights by enough. I feel the need to alternate ice baths and Epsom salt baths all weekend long. I did bang out all 48 push-ups like it was my damn job though! Booya!
Gross! My CWs are all men and no one ever cleans the microwave, fridge, or Keurig. Last Friday, I scrubbed the crap out of the microwave and took the Keurig home to clean because it was grotesque.
My random: I think I might be starting the advanced CF class in October. I asked my coach about it a couple months ago and he said I needed to work on strength endurance and bodyweight work, both of which have really improved the last few months. I'm one part pumped and one part terrified. The girls in the advanced class are beasts, I will really big a small fish in a huge pond.
I'm feeling lackluster about half marathon training because of the stresses from work/school, taking classes, and we are in contract on a house. We close a week before my half marathon. I feel stressed to the max and now I have a cold:(
Don't get me started about my weight - I'm about to throw the scale out the window - I hate that a number makes me feel so bad about myself:(
Post by shellfish26 on Sept 6, 2013 7:47:31 GMT -5
Oh, clseale I feel ya. The office kitchen is one of my biggest work annoyances.
I have been dealing with a bit of a sinus thing and I just feel pretty icky. I only ran once this week, and it's really a shame because the weather here has been amazing. I hope I can manage at least a few miles tonight. Plus I have a 5K on Sunday that I have been looking forward to for a long time- it's at the park where I usually run, so it's like a home game for me.
I started this job in January, and I've never smelled worse smells coming from the fridges! I don't understand how people can just leave food forever and apparently not contained very well. Finally two weeks ago they threw EVERYTHING - condiments and lunch bags. It finally doesn't smell. Gross.
My vent is how awful my last two runs have been. My DS has been sick - throwing up randomly at night, but no other time - so we've been up and dealing with that and the clean up - so very little sleep the past week. Plus last week, they were sleeping crappy because of starting back at daycare. It's so discouraging to be so slow and tired when things had bene going so well. I forgot how much not sleeping affects my running.
Don't get me started about my weight - I'm about to throw the scale out the window - I hate that a number makes me feel so bad about myself:(
I really think you need to put it away for awhile. I totally sympathize, but it seems to be having a very unhealthy effect on you. You know that this seems to be normal for you when you are training for a big race, so no good can come from constantly torturing yourself by getting on the scale. Easier said than done, I know.
We are planning a picnic for my department at work and my co-workers are CRAZY. We ask folks to bring desserts and the company provides everything else, this is the email one of my co-workers wanted to send out about the desserts:
This week please email the committee with your donated dessert, baked and no-baked items. Let us know the item being provided, and the number it will serve. Please responding with your planned item and an alternate item. We might request a switch to the alternative item, to increase our dessert variety.
When responding – indicate whether refrigeration or serving platter is needed, your arrival time Friday when the dessert is available for delivery, whether you are providing a non-disposable platter, any on-site needed cutting/slicing/serving, etc. Remember to label your non-disposable platter.
I was supposed to buy beads last might for a math lesson. I completely forgot until 5:30 this morning. Now I have to beg, borrow and steal for beads at school or come up with something else to do!
enfuego23 - I say ditch the scale or ditch the race. I think our bodies have similar reactions to training hard - they cling to those last few pounds and won't give them up. Either the race or the weight has to be more important, but this may be one of those times in life where you can't have both things.
gt7301b - Yikes! Think she tends to over think things? ;-)
breezy8407 - My sleep and my running are so closely interlinked that its not even funny. I hope your son gets better soon so that you can get some rest.
Post by finallykrisb on Sept 6, 2013 8:18:49 GMT -5
It's been the longest, most stressful week ever. My diabetic father hasn't been managing his blood sugar and has had a wound on his foot. My sister came down from Maine for the weekend and when we realized how bad the wound was we made him go to the ER. Turned out to be a MRSA infection and he most his toe. He's been in the hospital all week and I just dropped my sister off at the airport this morning.
I was supposed to buy beads last might for a math lesson. I completely forgot until 5:30 this morning. Now I have to beg, borrow and steal for beads at school or come up with something else to do!
For real! Last year there were at least four tables of desserts, there will be some duplicates. Oh and I have no idea what I am bringing, because I will probably pick it up on the way to the picnic.
Brit Thanks. I think back to when I started running after pregnancy and how hard it was. I'm sure it would have been easier if I would have been sleeping more. The lack of continuous sleep lasted until about March, so no wonder I was frustrated.
finallykrisb That sounds scary. Hope he recovers soon!
also, out of peanut butter and the nearest TJ's isn't really on my way home. so I might just have to buy some jif to tide me over because good forbid I go on a long run without peanut butter toast first.
and I had to eat PB and jelly sandwich for breakfast (which is why I'm out of PB) instead of my normal greek yogurt and cherries because I forgot to take my cherries out of the freezer to thaw overnight.
My back has been killing me for like two weeks. Like right under my left shoulder blade. I'm so over it. I have no idea what I'm doing to cause it, I'm convinced it is from stress.
I'm getting scared about my house not selling - nobody has looked at it.
I think I'm starting to acclimate a little bit to the weather in Dubai, I walked to the Metro station in 106* weather and didn't break a sweat.
I took all.the.junk out of my car to have it detailed last week, then went on a trip. Today there is a HUGE PILE staring me down. It's daunting.
And "messages" on FB won't work for me - anyone else having this problem? It's driving me nuts because I need to contact someone and that is the only way I know of to do it. Gr...
'Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body. But rather, to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, screaming 'Woohoo! What a ride!' So every day is a holiday and every meal a feast."
We are planning a picnic for my department at work and my co-workers are CRAZY. We ask folks to bring desserts and the company provides everything else, this is the email one of my co-workers wanted to send out about the desserts:
This week please email the committee with your donated dessert, baked and no-baked items. Let us know the item being provided, and the number it will serve. Please responding with your planned item and an alternate item. We might request a switch to the alternative item, to increase our dessert variety.
When responding – indicate whether refrigeration or serving platter is needed, your arrival time Friday when the dessert is available for delivery, whether you are providing a non-disposable platter, any on-site needed cutting/slicing/serving, etc. Remember to label your non-disposable platter.
Please indicate any potential food allergens.
I get that it's annoying and I'd probably be all 'screw you guys. you get what you get and you don't get upset.' however, I admire this commitment to dessert
also, I'd rather everyone bring the most delicious dessert they can make/buy instead of assigning somebody some weak ass trifle for the sake of 'variety'. I'd rather eat 5 fudgey brownies than one brownie and some trifle.
brit - that is where I carry stress, in knots under my shoulder blades. A good massage helps, but holy moly it hurts when they work them out.
I had one last night. I asked the girl to work only on my back and specifically on that spot. It felt much better for a few hours, but I'm back to square 1 a day later. I don't have the time or the $$ to keep doing it.
Post by Wines Not Whines on Sept 6, 2013 8:37:24 GMT -5
I spent last night in the ER with my kid. He's fine now, but that was not how I was planning to spend my night (or my day today, since I'm home with him).
Sad story: There's this guy that I know through running. He's sort of what I consider my first running coach, and the person who got me to fall in love with distance running. Really nice guy, but he's had a very difficult life. He was homeless at one point, recovering alcoholic & addict, etc. He just lost his youngest daughter (18) to an overdose. It's obviously been a horrible time for him, and he's also dealing with some pretty big medical issues. He's been reaching out to me a lot via text. He now lives several states away.
Anyway, there's another woman we run with who I know, but we're not really close, and we don't talk regularly. One of the nicest people you will ever meet. SUPER religious. I just got a text from the guy asking me to please ask this woman to stop texting him her religious sermons, they're not helping, and not what he needs right now. Ugh, really?? It's how she shows support. Just delete them & don't read them. What in the hell am I supposed to say? I don't want to tell her that. Her heart's in the right place. If she was a close friend, I wouldn't feel so awkward about it, but seriously? I just haven't responded.
Post by katandkevin on Sept 6, 2013 8:57:48 GMT -5
My best friend and IM training partner can't do IM FL anymore because she has a stress fracture in her leg. It is killing me. We did all of our long rides together and talked multiple times a day. She was the one person that truly got what I was going through because we were doing the exact same stuff. It hurts because she hasn't accepted that she isn't doing the race yet and she doesn't want to be around me or any of our other friends. I have the hardest 5 weeks coming up and while other people are willing to do long rides no runs with me, I just want my best friend out there with me.
I spent last night in the ER with my kid. He's fine now, but that was not how I was planning to spend my night (or my day today, since I'm home with him).
I cancelled my gym membership at the beginning of July and was doing well with getting my workouts completed in the mornings. But now it doesn't get light out until 6:15 and that only gives me about 30 minutes to get in some form of exercise. It's getting harder and harder to drag myself out of bed to workout in the dark and I'm REALLY missing my gym membership. And yes, I realize that I can work out after work...but I've been a morning workout person for the last 5 years and I enjoy having it done and over with! whine over