Friday, January 30, 2009
Hot Single Momma:
lunch... lean cuisine and fruit... 1/3 c chicken and rice and 1/2 cup shrimp gumbo (pot luck at work)
dinner... roast beef and Swiss on kaiser roll, pickle spear
snack... granola bar
5 diet cokes 64 oz water one beer
2ish mile walk.... Big D? Is that about right?
The scale was down 9 lbs this morning...how come I can gain 10 lbs in a week, but it takes me months to lose it?
Yesterday no running.
B: Fiber one with blue berries and skim milk.
Lunch: Japanese risotto with egg and veggies. Tea with sugar.
Snack: Sunchips. Chai Tea Latte with soy milk.
Dinner 2 pork tamales and 1 small piece of pizza.
I stepped on the scale this morning...drum roll please (I'm stealing that from Hot Texas Momma).....103 pounds. Granted I took 4 poops yesterday and I didn't even have diarrhea. I guess Big D is right....I am FULL of shit! By the way, I need chapstick for my ass hole!
Cereal (Cheerios with SPLENDA) Coffee, cream
Didn't go to lunch - so I had snack machine, pretzels, cookies, and a few of Nancy's french fries...and a half of a 3 Musketeers
Dinner - Tuna helper - 2 helpings, and a piece of angel food cake and cranberry juice
Only 1 glass of water today....
Swam 1000 yds.
breakfast ................. yogurt and banana
snack ........... sunflower seeds, nuts
lunch.... raw carrots, Slim Fast and cottage cheese
supper ........... two breaded pork chops, green beans
snack .........candy coated popcorn ............
I do OK at meals, but the snacking kills me.............I know better
NO BOOZE ........ despite the sirens calls.........
swam 1/2 mile .... water walked 45 mins
Texas Hot Momma:
So I guess today is…. Tuesday… A snow/ice day. YEA!!! I got to sleep late!
B – pancakes oj, milk and half caff coffee
L- noodles with chili and bratwurst, about half on one.
D – two beers so far, one piece of pizza.
Sat at computer ALL DAY…. At least I got a lot of work done and I didn’t have to go outside!!!
I’m over my craving for m and m cookies… maybe
So, that's this week's update. I'm slowly making progress. Yea me!
Just another day in Weenie's World!
I think I turned okay for the most part. I'm still a little weird, loud mouthed and overly opinionated. But overall, I feel incredibly blessed and grateful for my loving, beautiful family.
So, that's all I have time for. I must get back to facebook...I need to stalk....
Thursday, January 29, 2009
As you know, I'm about as liberal as they come. I believe Gay's have the right to marry, women have the right to choose (even though I don't like the choice typically made), people should be able to carry concealed hand guns if given the proper training, marijuana should be legalized, and so on. But, just because I'm a crazy liberal doesn't mean I'm not patriotic. In fact, I'm the most patriotic person I know. I tell everyone who will listen how wonderful my country is. I tell everyone about everything wonderful the United States of America has to offer. I love my country. I love everything it stands for. And now my country has proven again just how wonderful it is. By electing Mr. Obama, a bi-racial man from a single mother, we have shown the world that anything is possible in America. If you work hard and strive to be the best, you can achieve it-- no matter your skin color, background or economic status. We have shown the world that we will make changes to better our situation at home and in the world. We have shown the world what it is to be the best country on the planet. Again, I'm proud to be an American, and I'll yell it to the world if given the chance.
So, today someone forwarded me one of those silly chain e-mails. I usually just delete them as quick as they come. But, today I took the time to read one of them. It was a story about a noise problem near a local Air Base. But, at the bottom of the story it said this:
Remember only 2 defining forces have ever offered to die for you...Jesus Christ and an American Soldier. One died for your soul and the other died for your freedom.
I know it sounds a bit cheesy, but there is some truth in it. American soldiers are willing to go into battle to protect your way of life. They are willing to do whatever necessary to keep you and your family safe. So, the next time you see a soldier in uniform thank them for their service. The men and women of the Armed Forces are courageous, determined and will give their life for yours. So, just keep that in mind the next time you see someone in uniform.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Who wakes up to poop??!! Seriously, what is wrong with me??? Why do my bowels need to be emptied when I'm sleeping?? Why can't they wait until I wake up? This is NOT fair! I want to be sleeping right now! I want to be dreaming of William Shatner or Shakira (as you now, I have really bizarre dreams...and I'm yearning for one right now!). I guess with all the running, my body is using up fuel quicker than normal...thus, the urge to poop in the middle of the night. Actually, it's not in the middle of the night. It's only 11:35 PM. I fell asleep reading to Jude around 8:30 PM. At some point, Husband tried to wake me up so I could cut his hair. Husband is a cheap ass, just like me, and refuses to pay for hair cuts. So, I've had to add barber as another one of my jobs titles along side wife and mother. I don't do a great job cutting hair, but it's not bad for free. But, to attempt to wake me up to cut hair is just not a good idea. Husband should no better. So, I told him I would help him with his hair in the morning.
Whatever! I'm totally awake now. Totally effing awake! Well, now I can bother you with the useless pondering's of my mind. Wait, does that even make sense? Can you have useless pondering's of one's mind? Oh, whatever...this is my blog, and if I want to be like Bush and make up words or phrases, then that's my problem, right?! Right! So, let's begin...
The other day I came across something interesting on ABC's 20/20 website. It was about surviving an emergency. Basically it discusses who will survive in an emergency and why. It's very interesting, here's the link:
According to scientific research, certain types of people are more likely to survive in an emergency. Usually those with a plan will survive. Those people who have made a conscious effort to learn emergency procedures will survive...whether it be memorizing the number of rows of seats in front or behind you to the nearest exit on a plane, or learning how to operate the emergency door of an airplane, simply locating all the exits in a particular building, or realizing the signs of danger. Knowing a few simple things or planning things out before the emergency happens gives you a better chance of surviving.
So, with that said, we should all plan now for what ever emergency lies ahead. I know it sounds crazy or cynical to believe that some type of emergency is right around the corner or imminent. But, what if it is?? Would you be prepared for it? Would you survive it? Having a simple plan could mean the difference between life and death. So, take a few minutes and create a plan with your family for the what if scenarios. Look, it's better to be safe than sorry!
If you're in Texas, consider having an emergency plan for a tornado, flood, hurricane, fire, bird flu, etc... Where ever you are, consider what type of emergency is likely. Then plan accordingly.
As you know, I'm scared shitless of earthquakes. Being a Texan, I think it makes it worse. In Texas, the ground never shakes- that's pretty much guaranteed. But, in Tokyo, Japan, the ground shakes often...too often for me. And, according to the experts here in Japan, the Big One (an earthquake of 7.0 or larger) is imminent. It's just a matter of when. I've taken the liberty to believe the experts and plan accordingly. I have my emergency bags waiting by our fire escape door. I've got bottled water, extra clothes, first aid kit, wind up flash light, emergency wind up radio, towels and food ready to go in an instant. All I have to do is grab the bag and haul ass. I even have old running shoes, jog bra, running shorts, towels, extra clothes, bottled water and food in my car just in case something happens while I'm away. If something were to happen and the roads and trains were stopped, I could always run back home or run to Jude at school. I know I could easily run 20 miles with no problem--it's comforting for me to know that I have the ability to do that.
Husband and I have discussed our disaster plan if a fire or earthquake were to happen while we are home or away at work and school. Remember, I am not just responsible for me anymore. As a mother, it's my responsibly to take care of my kiddo no matter what. So, that's the real reason why I've prepared. I would hate to watch my kid starve or go thirsty because I was too lazy to take the time to prepare for an emergency. As a mother and wife, it's my responsibility to take care of my family no matter what. And, having a bag of emergency supplies will allow me to do that if or when the shit hits the fan. Remember, we are our own first responders. It's our duty to take care of what's ours. So, take a few minutes out of next weekend to buy bottled water, a first aid kit, non-perishable food items, wind up flashlights and radios. Put the items where you can easily grab them if you had to run out in an instant. Take the measures necessary to take care of yourself and your family during an emergency. It could save your life!
Okay, enough of that. I've mentioned this before, and I think it's worth mentioning again, but I'm moving on now...
So, I'm supposed to run 5 miles tomorrow, but now I'm going to be tired tomorrow from waking up in the middle of the night to poop and blog. I think I'll skip the 5 mile run at 5 AM and run with Running Babe later in the afternoon.
So...crap! Didn't I say I was going to try and stop saying So so damn often. Well, I tried but obviously not very hard. I think I made it 3 blog entries without writing So. Man, I suck!
Well, I think I've wasted enough of your time today. I think I'll go watch useless Japanese television now.
(Here we are at a shrine in Tokyo.)
Like a normal person, I could have excused myself to the restroom. But, as you know, I'm not normal. So, I just continued to walk around occasionally letting out a SBD (silent but deadly) fart. At one point, Jude was directly behind me. Before I knew where he was, I let one rip. Seconds later Jude yells out, "You made a stinky...pew whee...that stinks...that smells like rotten eggs!!" Husband burst out in laughter. A group of older Japanese ladies looks at us in a confused state. I just keep walking pretending nothing has happened. I think to myself Praise Jesus...I'm so glad I live in a foreign country right now!!
So, I would have preferred to stay home yesterday, but I didn't want my team to have to find a new runner at the last minute. And, if they wouldn't have been able to find anyone, the whole team would not have been able to participate. So, I went and did my part.
I'm just glad the weekend is over. Today I will not run. I will try to rest my feet and drink plenty of fluids. It is believed that people who do high endurance sports often get more colds than regular people. Supposedly, as we break down our bodies each weekend covering tons of mileage, we also break down our immune system, becoming more likely to catch colds and viruses. So, I will try to eat tons of fruit and drink plenty of fluids today. Needless to say, I'll be staying close to home because I'll have to pee about a million times.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Of course, I invited them here to Weenie's World. I hope they come to check out my misadventures.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
So, now he's sleeping soundly in his bed. Husband moved him there when he got home from work. Every now and then I go into Jude's room and check on him. I check to make sure he's breathing and covered. I'm not sure why I do it, but I do. It must be in my mommy genes.
Jude: Are spiders dangerous?
Me: Yes, some are.
Jude: Which one's?
Me: Remember in Texas when I killed that Brown Recluse spider by the front door?
Me: That spider was dangerous.
Jude: Are there other dangerous spiders?
Me: Yes...do you remember in Texas when I killed the Black Widow spider in our back yard?
Me: That spider was also dangerous.
Jude: Why did you kill one of God's creatures?
Me: To protect you.
Me: As your mommy, it's my job to protect you. If it means having to kill one of God's creatures to keep you safe, then I'll do it. That's my job.
Jude: Good answer, mommy!
Just another day in Weenie's World!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Now that I'm on facebook, I have another tool or outlet for stalking. I'm so excited about it!
So, if you know me, check me out on facebook. Hope to see you there!
By the way, BJ encouraged me to do this...so you can blame her!
Monday, January 19, 2009
So, when YaYa and PoPo were here, we took them to see the Emperor's Palace. Here are some pictures from the event.
(Here's a view of the Palace from the outside.)
When the race was over, I came home and tried to warm myself. I was tired, cold, and needed a nap. Both Husband and I collapsed on the couch like couch potatoes. Even though Jude was tired (he went with us but stayed in the "babysitting room" where it was nice and toasty), the little stinker just kept going and going. Even though he woke up at 5 AM, he never took a nap!
So, today is Dr. King Day, and Husband has the day off. Since Jude goes to a Japanese International School, he doesn't get the day off. So, we sent him to school, and we spent the day cleaning up our apartment. It was a total wreck from this weekends chaotic-ness.
I can't stand it when my apartment is a mess. If things are out of order, I feel out of order. Husband and Jude could care less about mess, but not me. In my world, every thing has a place and there's a place for everything. And, I like for everything to be in its home.
No running this weekend because of the big race. That will resume tomorrow at the butt crack of dawn. We plan to run 17 miles on Saturday. In some strange, sadomasochistic way, I'm really looking forward to the 17 mile run. I love the feeling of pushing myself. I like being able to turn myself off--not in a sexual way, but in a mental way....let me explain...when you run and get tired, you hear a little voice saying this hurts, let's stop, but you can't listen to it. In order to run long, you must turn it off. You must take control and over come that little voice telling you stop. If you stop, you fail. And, for me, failing is never an option. You must push through and push through the hurt. If you give into the voice, you'll never accomplish anything. Your body desperately wants to preserve itself, and it tells your brain loudly to stop. But, you control your body-- not the other way around. I know for some of you this probably doesn't make any sense. Perhaps you've never pushed yourself beyond the bounds of your possibilities. Maybe you don't know that feeling. But, I do--and that feeling is addictive. It's amazing to see what is possible when you push yourself. It's amazing what you can become.
When you run, you are only running against yourself. You are pushing yourself to beat that little voice in your head. When I can push through a 13, 15, or 16.5 mile run, I feel accomplished. I feel fab-u-lous! I might hurt a little that day or the next day, but I recover quickly. And, the feeling of accomplishment trumps all pains or aches I might have.
Call me a control freak, obsessive compulsive, a lunatic....whatever you want-- I certainly won't deny that I'm any of those things, but you must also call me determined, strong willed, and most of all...a marathoner.
Lots of people tell me they can't run because of this and that. I hear people say all the time oh, I can't run...I've got bad knees. When I hear that, I just want to slap them! One of my current running buddies has had 2 knee replacements. He's got metal rods and screws in his knees--that hasn't stopped him. He runs with a weird gait, but he runs...and pretty damn quickly, too. Or, people say I can't run because it hurts. Well, duh, McFly...everything hurts when you've been sitting on the couch for the last 10 years of your pathetic life! Or, the worst one is I can't run, I've got asthma! Then, I typically ask What do you take for your asthma? Usually their response is Oh, I don't take anything. In my mind, if you have asthma and don't take anything, then your asthma isn't very severe, and you have no fucking excuse for not running or exercising! Remember, I have asthma and take at least 2 medications daily to control it. So, I don't want to hear any more excuses from anyone. I just wish people would say the truth, like I can't run because I'm fat and out of shape. Or, I can't run because I just don't care enough about myself to exercise the way God had intended for me to.
Remember, anything worth doing is typically hard. Whether it's getting a college degree, getting a pay raise, getting a good job, or getting into shape. It all takes hard work. So, quit bitching and moaning about it and just fucking do it! Life's short! Do you want to spend the rest of your life saying what if or making excuses! Life's full of excuse makers, and I'm not one of them!
So, quit reading this, turn off your computer, grab your walking/running shoes, and head for the door. Walk for about 30 minutes. During that walk, try to run for 1 minute. See how it goes. Then tomorrow, do it again. But, run for 1 minute and 30 seconds. The next day, do the same and gradually increase your running time. In a few short weeks, you'll be able to run for 30 minutes or about 3 miles. Come on, I know you can do it! If a midget, Mexican, momma with asthma can do it, so can you! Remember, running is just putting one foot in front of the other...that's all there is to it! So, let today be your day...no more excuses! Life's too short for them!
Gotta run! I hope to see you out there!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Well, the video kicked my ass BAD! I like to think I'm in relatively good shape, right?! WRONG! These workout videos are intense. It has moves in there that I didn't think were humanly possibly, especially for me. But, I gave it a whirl and was capable of doing almost everything at least one time. You are supposed to be able to "grow" with the video. We'll see about that!
So, after the workout, I came home, ate lunch, and sat on the couch for about an hour. I was too tired and too sore to move. I've been drinking tons of water to rehydrate and to prevent soreness. I've got to run 11 miles tomorrow.
Oh, did I mention that we also played the Wii Fit for about 30 minutes?! We had a blast. This was my first time playing it. I can see how people get addicted to it.
So, I just hope I walk tomorrow. Lord help me!
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
We sang for about an hour. We all realized that we are much worse at singing than we had ever thought...except for Husband. He's the only one of us that has any singing talent.
Jude would wake up every morning ready and waiting to bother his grandparents to the best of his ability...especially PoPo.
(Jude and PoPo wrestling. PoPo had to quit wresting because Jude squished his face, causing PoPo's glasses to become misshapen.)
(Jude getting dressed for the performance.)