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Is it Monday already?

I'd love to have another weekend. Which probably sounds weird coming from someone who doesn't work during the week. Every day should be the same, right? But I still separate weekdays from weekends, and I'd like a little extra leisure time. Instead, I'll be mowing and weedeating.

Backtracking a bit, the rally in DC was definitely worth going to. The event was organized to push for a public option in the healthcare bill, but I felt there were plenty of single-payer supporters there. Edie Falco was the celebrity speaker, lots of union people shared their stories (union members, by far, made up the majority of the crowd, which was estimated at 10,000), and a few politicians spoke in favor of the public option.

We pretty much know single-payer won't happen this time around, and we're beginning to have doubts about the public option. Which leaves healthcare right where it is now: Insurance companies are in charge. Those who think single-payer means the government deter…

Heigh ho, heigh ho, it's off to Washington we go

First, on the fitness front, I took a five-mile walk yesterday, extending the route I ran Monday. Today I'll be driving all morning and walking around a big museum all afternoon. Tomorrow's walk will be short (1.1 miles from the Washington Monument to Capitol Hill) and slow.

This will be a quick trip and, I hope, a successful one.

Success would be defined by the number of participants in this march for health-care reform. We know that single-payer isn't going to happen this year, but if our numbers are significant enough, perhaps the Powers That Be will be more open to the idea.

We can't line their campaign chests with millions of dollars, as the health sector (pharmaceutical companies, insurance companies, hospitals and HMOs) can.

But we vote.

Knitting and running! On the same day!

Yes, kids, I actually managed to both knit and run yesterday, something that hasn't happened in a very long time.

Since my to-do list was as long as my shadow, I decided to do the run first thing. Usually when I run that's all I get done that day. But yesterday there were too many "must-dos" on the list, and I knew I would have to slog through them or else.

My husband took my car to work yesterday (his is in the shop) so my running route started in my driveway and went two miles out and back on my hilly road. I didn't expect a good time and certainly didn't get it – four miles in 58:25. But I felt good, had fun and didn't feel like I'd had a two-week layoff. Pretty amazing.

I got home and immediately tackled the floors, which hadn't been cleaned in, um, let's just say several days, shall we? With two shedding dogs and a husband who tracks in everything, it was getting kinda gross. I dust-mopped and then damp-mopped.

Before I left for the run I pop…

The fruits vegetables of my labor

How cool is this?

Green beans, radishes and spinach, all from my garden. There are a few snow peas out there, one teensy tiny tomato and a whole lotta squash blossoms – a pretty good predictor of a whole lotta squash!

We're going to toss the spinach with some store-bought romaine for dinner tonight. Last night I added the radishes and green beans to potatoes and onions, dressed it with a (low-fat) mayonnaise-(non-fat) yogurt-horseradish dressing and called it potato salad. Very yummy.

I'm learning quite a bit from this garden.

I planted a row of sunflowers, which are doing very well, along the south side to act as a deer-preventing decoy. The fence I put up is enough to keep the deer out (so far), so I could have used the flower space for vegetables.

I should have planted more snow peas. Not very many of them came up; we'll be lucky to have enough for two stir-fries, the way it's looking now.

I enjoy vegetable gardening waaaaay more than flower gardening. The flowers along t…

Friday Quote Day

Do what you can,
with what you have,
where you are.
~ Theodore Roosevelt

Here's what I had yesterday, waiting under a tree for me to finish spreading topsoil.


And here's a not-very-good shot of the result.

I was out in the hot sun breaking my back for five hours yesterday. Most days I've had to stop after three. But I'm the kind of person who, when the end is in sight, just has to keep going.

That's a good thing in running, isn't it? I'll have to nurture that personality quirk.

My husband suggested I take today off. I still have six tomato plants to get in the ground and the vegetable garden needs some serious weeding. He has to work this morning, so what he doesn't know won't hurt him.

My biggest challenge yesterday was getting rid of an old, woody lavender plant that hasn't been pretty for a couple of years. It was huge! As I kept chopping away at it, I heard distinct buzzing and there were more bees than I would have expected hovering around a dead la…

Overwhelmed … and almost done

The weeding continues; I figure I've put about 16 hours into this project so far, with another eight or 10 or 12 to go. I'm not putting "weed-pulling" on my resume, that's for sure!

I had a consult with my friend who owns a garden center yesterday afternoon, and together we chose the plants that will be replacing the weeds. Ferns and zebra grass and astilbe, oh my! And a couple other things I can't remember the name of. She kept encouraging me to call things by their real names instead of "that pink spiky thing."

I was overwhelmed with the selection and I am overwhelmed at the amount of physical labor remaining to be done and there are still three smallish spaces that need to be landscaped still. We didn't even talk about those spots. One thing at a time.

I guess that's how I should approach my race training, as well. When I finish the gardens, I can start running. But honestly, I can't do both.

Alrighty then

Love, love, love what Marla said today: You can have anything you want, you just can't have everything you want.

I know I waste some time, probably lots of time, during my days, time that could be used doing one of the many activities I enjoy or pursuing a goal. I can rationalize that by telling myself I have "balance."

Whatever that is. Heh.

The biggest stumbling block I have right now is that it's been a while since I've run, and it's hard to get started again. Each time I've started again I have to walk a lot. That's discouraging, even though I know walking is as beneficial to my health as running. The running is for the half-marathon.

Anne asked why I wanted to do another half. You know, I'm not even sure which half I'm doing at this point. There are two in November on my radar, one in Richmond, VA (I did it last year and the woman I ran with would like to do it again), the other is in Florida (my dad said he would go anywhere in Florida to se…

Alrighty then

Love, love, love what Marla said today: You can have anything you want, you just can't have everything you want.

I know I waste some time, probably lots of time, during my days, time that could be used doing one of the many activities I enjoy or pursuing a goal. I can rationalize that by telling myself I have "balance."

Whatever that is. Heh.

The biggest stumbling block I have right now is that it's been a while since I've run, and it's hard to get started again. Each time I've started again I have to walk a lot. That's discouraging, even though I know walking is as beneficial to my health as running. The running is for the half-marathon.

Anne asked why I wanted to do another half. You know, I'm not even sure which half I'm doing at this point. There are two in November on my radar, one in Richmond, VA (I did it last year and the woman I ran with would like to do it again), the other is in Florida (my dad said he would go anywhere in Florida to se…

I want an answer

Here's my dilemma.

I'm 58, overweight (I made a rhyme!), and I want to run a half-marathon in November. I need to start training, um, yesterday. (I'm currently logging fewer than 10 base miles per week.)

But I also live in a huge field (three acres) that needs a weekly mowing, have a large, weedy vegetable garden, am redecorating and have four sadly neglected flower beds. Oh, and two dogs, a house and a husband. My husband is severely domestically challenged, so I'm the Chief Cook and Bottle-Washer around here. (And I don't have a regular job, thank goodness.)

When I run (jog, walk fast, whatever you want to call it), I'm done for the day. I like to get it done early in the day, when it's still cool. But four morning miles wipe me out. Did I mention I'm 58 and overweight?

When I decide to weed or mow or clean or paint, with the idea of running later in the day, I don't have the energy left to run.

I'm getting plenty of exercise, but quite different f…

It's all our fault

I assume if you're reading this blog you're living – or interested in living – a healthy lifestyle. (You also might be a knitter. Heh.)

You eat modest portions of healthful foods. You don't smoke. You watch your weight. You exercise.

So you might be surprised to learn that, according to one media pundit, those of us who exercise are putting more stress on the health care system.

Read it and weep with laughter. (Also? I refuse to link to the pundit's website. That's why the link goes to Kos.)

So, yes, I've been MIA for a week. We had company and I needed a break. Also, I discovered over the weekend that early morning is cooler than midday. Imagine that. I have a large, weedy vegetable garden and working in it at noon is decidedly more difficult than working in it at, say, 8 a.m.

Pulling weeds has been the sum total of my exercise this week. Not sure when I'll get back to a running program, but it needs to be soon if I'm going to run a half-marathon this fall.

Jazzed

What a weekend! I’ve been running full-tilt since Friday night, and I really don’t see how that’s going to change for the next few days.

My intentional exercise has been limited to a long walk Saturday morning to buy strawberries from our Amish neighbors. (Two gallons! My husband came along to help tote them. Oh, and to pay for them. Heh.)

But the incidental activity has been off the chart, with more to come. I worked in the garden, weeding and transplanting seedlings, for a couple hours yesterday morning. (Finally, finally, I have tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers and cabbage growing outside. The green beans, spinach, radishes and flowers are all coming up great. The snow peas? I think rabbits like tender snow-pea shoots.)

Then I painted doors for nearly three hours yesterday afternoon. With more still to do.

The remainder of Saturday was spent cooking and cleaning in preparation for our Organizing for America event to discuss healthcare reform. If you’re a regular reader here, you know I sup…

Friday Quote Day

“I have no riches but my thought.
Yet these are wealth enough for me.”
~ Sara Teasdale

I’ve been reading a book called The Anderson Method, and then this quote popped up in my inbox this morning. Serendipity? Could be.

Some may think Anderson’s book is just more psycho-babble, yet another diet book to gather dust on the shelf, along with the others sitting there, once full of promise. I was hooked in the introduction, written by an endocrinologist, who asked if I had ever visited a physician hoping I had thyroid disease.

Guilty.

As I’ve been reading, I’ve realized that my husband followed this plan as he has lost weight in the past year and a half. He made weight loss and fitness a priority when he retired in December, 2007. It took about six months for him to lose between 35 and 40 pounds. He’s since lost another five or so and is now skinnier than he’s been since we met 16 years ago.

It’s basically a mind-over-matter method, with lots of visualization and positive self-talk. No recipes, no…

The best of intentions

Yesterday was National Running Day. Being a good little runner (and joiner) I added myself as a fan to their Facebook page and eagerly anticipated a gentle four-mile run in the morning, before it got too hot or too rainy.

If only I hadn’t called the dentist.

I had an appointment for a cleaning later this month, but I’ve had a toothache for a couple of weeks. I got brave Tuesday night and touched the offending tooth (the upper right back molar) and I swear I could have pulled it, had I been a tiny bit braver. Oh, and not driving my car at the time.

So I called to see if the tooth needed to be pulled prior to the cleaning or at the time of that procedure. Well, their 10 a.m. cancelled and if I could come in they’d take care of everything.

I wasn’t expecting that.

I had an hour and 45 minutes to shower and then drive for an hour (everywhere I go is an hour away) to pay for the privilege of experiencing excruciating pain. In addition to the cleaning and extraction, they did full-mouth X-rays, …

Back in the groove? Not so much.

Traveling may be good for the soul, but it’s not-so-good for my routine.

There are four partially painted doors on my back patio, waiting for the finishing touches.

There are 30 or so seedlings waiting to be planted.

The grass is high and the weeds along the roadside are higher. Not to mention the weeds in the flower beds, which haven’t been touched this year at all.

I have dust-mopped my floors since I got home, but haven’t damp-mopped in far too long. Oh, and I did some laundry, but it’s still not folded or put away. Sigh.

The one positive thing I did yesterday to try to get my groove back was to take a walk. Not a very long one – 45 minutes, maybe – but I’m giving myself all kinds of credit for doing it. I just about had to walk down the driveway with my eyes closed.

That’s where all the messy flower beds are. Heh.

Today, I mow. Tomorrow I paint doors. Each of those activities will happen after I take a walk. And that’s what I’m doing as soon as I hit the publish button.

Hello again ...

I was out of town for a few days. I wanted to get a quick post out, either before I left or while I was away, but obviously that didn’t happen. As you all know (and are sick of hearing about), my home internet access is slow, slow, slow. I was in a hurry to leave last week and the dial-up was operating at a Flinstonian speed. Then while I was gone, I was just too busy and distracted to try to write anything.

I went to visit my daughter and her family, specifically to watch my older granddaughter’s dance recital. I didn’t get to go last year (the first one I’ve missed since she started dancing), and the improvement was phenomenal! She’s so good – fluid, graceful, poised – with the perfect dancer’s body and moves and jumps.

I spent a lot of non-dance time with my grandson and son-in-law. One night it was just my grandson, who is eight, and myself, so we had a “date” at his favorite restaurant: a Chinese buffet. He really knows his way around, from the “pop” stickers to the lo mein. He ate…