Month: November 2015

Sappy Relationship Thoughts

Feel free to skip.

Tomorrow is T and I’s 17th month anniversary (not that we do anything except acknowledge it). However the amount of engagement questions has certainly up-ticked lately. I’ve definitely had “ring fever” for some time, but over the past two months I can sense that it’s truly shifted to “marriage fever.” 

For people who know me IRL, they are shocked in this turn of events since I’ve never been “yay marriage” or a gushy romantic type. Realistically I’d like to get through the holiday season just dating – especially since my mom has been uber challenging (re: crazy) lately and T’s been so wonderful and support as I try and reason with someone who is unreasonable and juvenile. 

As much as the idea of getting engaged in early 2016 is thrilling, I also forgot until this week about the whole “plan a wedding” thing. No thank you – too many details that don’t really matter.  I’ve never dreamed about a wedding, I don’t look at wedding things, or have a pinterest account. I could totally see us just do a small beach destination wedding and then throw a happy hour “reception” once we got home.

I want T forever. Plain and simple. 

I do plan to grab a girlfriend (I’m weirdly old school and don’t feel comfortable ring shopping with T) and look at engagement rings – I know what I like, but I’d be curious to see what size diamond is best suited for my finger. 

Shady’s Back

Okay I’m not Slim Shady, but I’m getting my running groove back.

  • Tues AM – 2mi
  • Wed PM – 4mi with T
  • Thurs AM – 3mi

5.5 miles on the books for this weekend in addition to cheering for T’s 12K. I fact, I just signed up for a 12K in December (I ran it last year too). 

Now if only I knew about Ragnar Florida Keys!

T FINALLY got big boy running shoes yesterday! 

The only “running shoe” he’s had are OOOOOOOLD Asics trail shoes. I’ve been bringing up getting his feet/running analyzed at a running store since this summer when he started running a few times a week. On top of the fact that his feet HURT post run. He has his 12K this weekend and I’m pretty sure once he gets that 1st medal he’s going to be addicted. 

I saw via email that a local running store (not my usual place, but one I still get emails from) was offering a 20% discount to Veteran’s yesterday. Every other Veteran special thing we tried to do yesterday was a bust because of SUPER long waits or in the case of bowling – they only had league play in all 48 lanes despite their national advertisement about “All day Veterans bowl free.” This bowling debacle lead to me calling Customer Service and filing a complaint and talking getting a call back from a regional manager and free game vouchers for a future date. Still seeing T disappointed KILLED me. We had planned to go bowling even before I knew about the Veteran’s day promo and then for us to get turned away…

Sorry back to shoes. I was determined to take advantage of SOMETHING for T as a Veteran. So we went to the running store. T only needs a light stability shoe, but needs to be mindful of his heel strikes and an overly long stride. Plus his old ass shoes which “scared” the employee helping us were a full size smaller than the shoes they put him in. 

We’ll see what shoes he runs in for his 12K on Sunday. I know new shoes aren’t recommended, but his old ones are just horrible. I’m pretty sure I’m creating a running monster – who runs 7:34 min/miles and wants me to try and keep up. 

WIW

Last week: 196.0

Today: 193.4

Change: -2.6

I will never understand weight loss, seriously. In 18 weeks of marathon training this go round I never saw a loss week like this. Now I’ve been barely running or working out and see this. I mean I’ll take it, but talk about a mind fuck. I do know that I have been eating smaller portions, most due to not wanting to spend time in my shared kitchen thanks to sloppy housemates. There is very little incentive to “get a little bit more” or “grab something as dessert.” It’s now “how much can I carry up the stairs while holding Freddie without flopping everything.”

I was going to wait until tomorrow to gush about my Veteran, but since today is the Marine Corps Birthday I couldn’t help but post this early! 

T enlisted in July 2001 (at age 17) just months before 9/11, was deployed twice to Iraq, received a Purple Heart, and his Marine days continue to shape him into a strong and wonderful man. 

Semper Fi.

Thank you Veterans for your service!  

Dublin Marathon recap in numbers/ pictures. I hope to write one in words this week (tumblr ate one I wrote last week). 

The numbers are pretty telling of how my marathon went. I know numbers aren’t everything, but in full disclosure it’s taken a few days for me to remember that.