This is what I typed into my workout calendar entry for today’s exercise.


3.25 mile run in 31:42

My usual route around home

A few words about this run:

-My Garmin was acting funny and my pace was all over the place despite a steady normal pace for most of the run. This is a very familiar route and at one point on a flat bit my pace was around 15 min/mile. That is impossible. I will note that the weather is overcast and very cloudy so I’m not sure if that was interfering with the satellite signal to my Garmin.
-I binged on cereal before my run and boy could I feel it in my stomach. I am ashamed of this. I haven’t done this in ages, but I started on it and couldn’t stop. The fact that it was flavorless millet puffs doesn’t matter. What’s important is that I recognized the behavior and learn from it. It’s really hard not to be disgusted by my actions. I thought I was over this behavior.
-I am an emotional wreck for some reason. I couldn’t stop thinking about this issue with Laura and the gift card which led to all sorts of thoughts about things with my Dad. I was literally about to burst into tears and if anyone had seen my face they would have thought I was crazy or constipated!
-On a positive note I ran…I ran even though I didn’t feel like it. I went out and got fresh air. I moved my body for 3.25 miles. In doing so I stopped my binge and now I’m going to move on for the day. This will not break me. I didn’t get fat from three bowls of millet puffs. I will not beat myself up over this.Β 


Oddly enough just as I finished cutting and pasting this here my Mom called. I’m not going to get into the whole saga regarding my Dad, but my Mom managed to coax me into unloading onto her. I sobbed and sniffled my way through my feelings. My Mom demanded that I stop letting my Dad (they are divorced) make me feel badly. My aunt got on the phone (my Mom and her sister work together) and she joined in on lecturing me not to let anyone make me unhappy. They are right and by the end of the conversation I felt so much better. So now I’m going shopping in my new size 6 khaki capris. I am going to buy a nice dress for Carlos’ Kindergarten graduation tomorrow. I’m going to get a manicure, my eyebrows waxed and a makeover at Bare Escentuals. I would love a pedicure, but my feet are in need of a podiatrist before they can look pretty again. Ugghhh they’re feet who am I kidding?! More on that another day! Then I will finish putting together the Kindergarten class gift for the teacher. Eventually I will go to bed because I have two more nights to go of my 6 night stretch.

Life has been busy lately, in a good way. I keep up with blogs in the middle of the night from my phone when I’m on break and sometimes in the morning when I’m eating breakfast. I miss commenting and I miss writing here. I have some fun news to share and with any luck I’ll be back before the end of the week. Now time to hit the mall.

7 thoughts on “

  1. Sorry about the binge, but you recognized it and moved on. I am the same way though when eating shit I shouldn’t but I keep on eating too. Gah. Although I am happy to say I haven’t eaten a copious amount of cheese in a couple weeks! Cheese is like crack to me and I can cut off a chunk every time I open the refrigerator.

    I think that’s why I had such a great loss last week – no cheese or alcohol! πŸ˜€

    Glad you had a great run yesterday morning – looking forward to the recap!

    • Thanks Biz. It helped to let it out. I’ve journaled the food which as frustrating as it was to account for it made it a lot easier to move past. Since I pretty much blew through my calories for the day it’s a good thing I’ll be going to bed relatively soon! Cheese is delicious but I have given up most dairy and I don’t miss it too much anymore.

  2. Nice run, despite the family stress, which I’m sorry for. Sounds like your mom and your aunt had a good perspective to share with you.

    I have the same Garmin issues sometimes for no apparent reason, I find watching my average mile pace is much more accurate (but I can’t help it, I still love seeing the instant pace anyway).

  3. Hi Aimee! I was just going email you to see what’s up. I do miss your presence in my life–so make your presence known!!! Seriously–email me. πŸ˜€

    Don’t let any person “make” you feel any type of way. This morning, I heard news of a disgruntled client who is being totally a @#%$#, and it will cost us money after we did a super great job for her. But I’m not going to let the nematodes of the world dictate my life or my happiness. It’s a loss of perspective when we do that. I love life about 90% and the other 10% I have to keep proper perspective about.

    Size 6, huh! Delightful!!! There’s nothing like shopping when most clothing fits in an attractive way.

    πŸ™‚ Marion

  4. Wow! Size 6? Have you lost more weight?! That’s fabulous! I can totally feel your pain when it comes fathers and divorce. In fact, I always get anxiety around Father’s Day because I know I’m going to have to call my dad and I never know if he is going to be my nice dad or the passive aggressive jerk that he has turned into over the last 10 years. We have a lot of bad history and every time I think I have forgiven him something happens that re-opens the wound. I would say that these thoughts are probably one of the top things that stand in the way of my weight loss and I give him way too much power.
    Never underestimate retail therapy! Have so much fun shopping!

  5. I’m so glad that you shared what was going on with your mom and aunt, and they gave you so much support.

    That day of beauty and retail therapy sounds like the perfect thing to perk you up! Have fun!!

  6. Sometimes you just have to get it all out to someone, I’m glad that you could do that with your mom.

    I’m also really happy that you are going to get some pampering, you deserve it!!

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