day #1

last night i started this mess officially.  after dinner, i didn't have any cookies, even though we have several varieties of fabulous trader joe's christmas cookies.  instead, i had some 'get a grip' tea and did yoga.  how wonderfully relaxing!  my goal is to do something that helps me towards the warrior dash every day, and to post about it here.  even if its just putting the cocoa almond butter back in the cabinet, its something.  tonight we're going to my dad and deb's for dinner, which always results in us eating way too much.  i'll have to figure out some alternative good i can do for myself.  maybe i'll walk around the school during one of my preps today.  maybe we'll have time between the insurance inspection (hurricane damage) and leaving for dinner.  we shall see.

warrior dash

I'M DOING THE WARRIOR DASH!  ed, lexi, brian, megan, kyle, fran, karen, and michelle are doing it, so i succumbed to peer pressure and signed up.  of course, i looked at the photo gallery of the obstacles after signing up.  for a moment i thought aloud, "i must be crazy."  my students wanted to know what exactly made me think that, outside of the normal reasons.  so i showed them.  "miss m, you're crazy."  "yes. yes i am."

so now, i have to actually get into running shape.  if i try to do a 3-mile death race i will, in fact, suffer death.  just fall over.  but don't worry, ed said he'd carry my lifeless corpse across the finish line as long as he could have my beer at the end.  that's true friendship. 

time to start training!

that went well

derailed already.  damn me.  no reason, i just... stopped after once.

maybe i shouldn't give up on myself so easily.  maybe i should really truly make a serious effort to do this.  i'll feel better for it.

couch to 5k begun

on sunday, i did day 1 of couch to 5k.  it was more difficult than i had expected, harder than it had been when i started before i got pregnant.  i should have had a puff off my inhaler and stretched more before beginning.  alas, live and learn.  i am using my mom's treadmill, to keep things controlled, plus if i do it when she's home i have somebody there to hand the squirrel off to, since she's terrified of the treadmill.  i've found that i scuff part of my foot against the 'ground' as i run, and i have to figure out exactly where and why i do this.  

here are some 'before' shots, like they have in those weight loss pill ads.

 i like the way the light from the window shines under my chin.

and who knew my ass was so big?!  i felt like it was getting small.  i guess i was delightfully wrong!

the front shot, where i am noticing what a wreck my living room is and zomg why am i putting it on the internet... 

i might repeat this kind of photography weekly.  perhaps not only will i gradually get in better shape, but my living room will get cleaner.  perhaps.