No time
Every minute of my day right now seems scheduled. "That's because it's true - it is," says my husband. Thanks. That doesn't make me feel better.
My running is going great, I look forward to stepping out in the wee hours for a half hour or so of my own. I even logged on to the Rhody Run site today, just out of curiousity. No, I'm not planning on running or walking the Rhody Run. But I'm not ruling it out either. May is a long way away.
Athena had her first solid food this week - rice cereal mixed with mama's milk. She LOVED it. She grabs the spoon and shoves it in her mouth. Sammy was slow to take to solid foods. Athena is a very different baby.
(This is how my life feels right now. Short choppy ideas. No way to form a lengthy coherent train of thought)
Sam and I made a killer berry cobbler tonight, with blueberries we picked on Tuesday with his classmates, blackberries from our yard, and some left over marionberries from the farmer's market last week. It had an oat/brown sugar crust and topping, and the filling was thickened with tapioca (a first for me). Yum.
And last night, I went to a Naked Lady/Switch & B*tch party. I came home with a few things, and one pair of pants that *almost* fit. Everyone was so nice, and assured me that they would fit soon. I was very proud of myself for stripping down and trying on clothes in front of a dozen (mostly) strangers. As I listened to the murmur of women around me, I realized that everyone has issues about their body. Even the girls at the size small pile were making comments like "I can't show my upper arms" or "I wish I had her thighs." I was the biggest girl there and the first to whip off my top, baring my stretch marks and gall bladder scars. I think the running is really helping with my body image. I haven't lost any weight, but I do feel more comfortable in my own skin. Oh, and it was bloody HOT in the room, so I really wanted to take off my shirt!
My running is going great, I look forward to stepping out in the wee hours for a half hour or so of my own. I even logged on to the Rhody Run site today, just out of curiousity. No, I'm not planning on running or walking the Rhody Run. But I'm not ruling it out either. May is a long way away.
Athena had her first solid food this week - rice cereal mixed with mama's milk. She LOVED it. She grabs the spoon and shoves it in her mouth. Sammy was slow to take to solid foods. Athena is a very different baby.
(This is how my life feels right now. Short choppy ideas. No way to form a lengthy coherent train of thought)
Sam and I made a killer berry cobbler tonight, with blueberries we picked on Tuesday with his classmates, blackberries from our yard, and some left over marionberries from the farmer's market last week. It had an oat/brown sugar crust and topping, and the filling was thickened with tapioca (a first for me). Yum.
And last night, I went to a Naked Lady/Switch & B*tch party. I came home with a few things, and one pair of pants that *almost* fit. Everyone was so nice, and assured me that they would fit soon. I was very proud of myself for stripping down and trying on clothes in front of a dozen (mostly) strangers. As I listened to the murmur of women around me, I realized that everyone has issues about their body. Even the girls at the size small pile were making comments like "I can't show my upper arms" or "I wish I had her thighs." I was the biggest girl there and the first to whip off my top, baring my stretch marks and gall bladder scars. I think the running is really helping with my body image. I haven't lost any weight, but I do feel more comfortable in my own skin. Oh, and it was bloody HOT in the room, so I really wanted to take off my shirt!
posted by Beth at 9:38 PM
2 Comments:
hey, speaking of running and weight loss - very dear friend (and mommy of 2 - Kolbe, age 3 and Kade, age 1) just did the couch to 5K program and ran her first race in June - she is still running several days a week and said she lost nothing during training, but saw a sudden six lb loss in July. So, go figure... She said she is doing nothing differently, so it was just her body finally adjusting we surmise.
Love the cobbler description!
And can't believe Athena's eating cereal - where does time go?
Probably nobody wants to hear from the guy who would like to put on weight, but my thinnitude affects my self-conception from time to time, or I think it does. I just hung out with a number of naked people on an island in Greece and, like you, jumped in, but did suspect that I could make a prettier picture.
For me, it is obviously a metabolic reality and one which may or may not change as I age. A number of people suggested that I would gain weight in my thirties, more than I would hope for, and they were wrong. When I get to the point of thinking about doing something about it, however, I lose interest.
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