The rain didn't happen after all, so the grass did get cut. It's so dry and dusty that my eyes are a mess ... swollen, red, just lovely for being out among civilized people.
Oh well. At least I won't have to hire someone to bale the yard waste when I get home next week.
Have a great weekend, y'all. Thanks for reading.
Today's predicted rain has cut into my schedule a bit. Looks like mowing the lawn cutting the grass will have to wait until we return from our little weekend getaway.
Oh, darn. Heh.
"Lawn" is much too refined a word for the expanse of green stuff growing in the area around my house. Even calling it "grass" is being charitable.
I have, however, managed to transfer the laundry from the washer to the dryer and it isn't even 7:30 a.m. yet. So, yay, me!
As I'm sure you know, you can get a bunch of coupon offers for your birthday from various and sundry companies you've connect to in the past. Companies also will occasionally extend an introductory offer when you like their Facebook pages or sign up for an email newsletter.
Both have recently happened to me and I'm beginning to think my reading on minimalism (which I haven't written about) is taking over my brain. I have a $10 coupon for The Grommet, $5 at DSW and a free burger from Ruby Tuesday.
My plan to walk eight miles yesterday fell through. I managed it Saturday, but in order to finish the week at 35 miles I would have had to repeat the feat yesterday. Did. Not. Happen. (Actually I ended the week at 31 miles, so I "only" would have had to go seven. Hah!)
My husband and I met some of the family on their way out of town at the Dairy Queen, where absolutely nothing on the menu is paleo-friendly and I absolutely didn't even try. It was my birthday, after all, and I'd decided ahead of time to have ice cream. Real ice cream, not that fake banana soft-serve we paleo folks pretend is ice cream. (Although it is a fine substitute!)
I also had a hot dog. With the bun. And onion rings. That's about as crazy as I get, lemme tell ya.
I paid the price with general fatigue for the remainder of the afternoon. I walked two very slow miles after I rested. A lot.
You know what, though? It's fine. I enjoyed that ice cream cone. A LOT!
So I just went to images.google.com to find a birthday illustration for today's post and this was the Google doodle:
I thought, "Hmmm, wonder who else is having a birthday today?" So I hovered my cursor and it was for me: Happy birthday, Debbi!
I shouldn't be surprised, since Google knows everything about everybody.
George Washington convened the Constitutional Convention on May 25, 1787, the first step in creating our country's new government.
Also on this day, Babe Ruth hit his 714th and final home run in 1935, Muhammed Ali knocked Sonny Liston out in less than two minutes in 1965 to become boxing's world heavyweight champion and Midnight Cowboy – the first X-rated film to receive an Academy Award – was released in 1969, the year I graduated high school.
When I was a little kid, my birthday never competed with a holiday weekend, because Memorial Day was always May 30. That changed in 1968, when Congress moved four federal holidays to Mondays. Next year the…
My friend and fellow blogger has written a pretty darned brilliant post. And since I'm still in the midst of family reunioning (I didn't get to walk yesterday at all, SOB!, and it was a pretty darned perfect day to do so), I'm going to share the link and hope you'll click through.
We should nominate her for Secretary of Labor, don't you think?
I can't even come up with a good description for how busy I've been lately and will be the next few days.
The one thing that hasn't fallen off the rails is the walking. Didn't get to walk last Thursday because of the rain, but have continued to walk and/or run every day since, no matter what else is going on. I'm really glad walking is a priority, for the physical and mental benefits.
Yesterday was the first big "cheat" day I've had with food in a long, long time. The day began early (as days are wont to do) and I chose to not eat breakfast before I left. That really set me up for a day of less-than-ideal choices: a mid-morning frappucino with whipped cream, quiche for lunch with the crust and pesto pasta primavera for dinner with the pasta. Quite a decadent day, all in all.
I'm trying not to make judgements about yesterday's food. It's just food. I'm sure I'm going to feel a little achier today than I normally do and I fell into …
Thank you for your kind words the past few days. It's been a rough, rough week.
With a couple more in store. Not, thankfully, because of funerals but because of a family reunion and a little weekend getaway. No matter how much fun such events and excursions can be, there's still a lot of planning and preparation to make them happen.
Fortunately the reunion isn't at my house, but at a state park nearby. No one has to make mountains of food and the park offers plenty of recreational activities for those who want it – hiking, golf, horseback riding, an indoor pool, etc. We should have rented a cabin for the weekend, but honestly didn't even consider it. Now we're looking at three days of 70-mile round trips to get there.
Throw my birthday in there, too. The fun never stops.
The trip will be the annual one to the Nash, to watch my older two grandchildren perform in their spring recital. Can't wait for that!
And then it's full-on summer … I hope to do a little …
I was texting with my daughter while waiting for the funeral service to begin yesterday afternoon. I told her that I'd overheard one of the staff say they'd run out of chairs. Her response is the subject of today's brief post.
We who were there yesterday didn't learn anything about our friend that we didn't already know. He was kind and generous, knowledgeable and loyal. Saying good-bye to a man like that is hard, my friends. Real hard. There are so few of them.
His parents – and oh, how sad I was for them – raised him right, simple as that. "Right" to them meant helping and giving and learning and working hard and he did all those things, every day, until he got too sick to do them any more.
My grandchildren knew Billy from their summer visits. My granddaughter came by herself a few years ago and practically before she got out of the car, Billy was there to take her on her first tractor ride. She baked him a batch of lemon bars to thank him. Her brother…
Woke up to a chilly 37° F temperature this morning. Not freezing, but definitely colder than tomatoes like. I hope they're not damaged. It's too muddy to walk in the garden anyway.
The rain Thursday and yesterday ended up being not as much as predicted, but still pretty impressive: two inches in the rain gauge. My husband and I spent a couple hours yesterday morning at the garden center moving plants, as the Greenbrier River kept creeping closer and closer to the retail area. So that was a good workout to start the day.
We then walked along the Greenbrier on a road I used to use all the time when I was training for half-marathons. It's a two-mile flat stretch, so four miles total, and it used to be very pleasant. Apparently more people have moved into the area or have discovered that it's a nice little shortcut road to take. Lots of traffic, more than we're comfortable with.
So a biting dog that runs free on our favorite road and too many cars on yesterday's ro…
It's going to rain all. day. long. Well, maybe not all day, but when I look at the hourly forecast it's supposed to let up at noon. When I'll be in a meeting.
And so, unless something really inspires me later this afternoon, this will probably be a no-walking day. I'd like to keep the streak going, though – I haven't missed since April 7 – so I wouldn't be surprised if I hit the road later. And you shouldn't be, either! Heh.
The coming week will at least be better for walking temperature-wise than the last few days have been. If you don't get out early on a day when the thermometer rises to nearly 90 (in MAY!), you're going to suffer. Or at least I do. But we have a week of 60s and low 70s coming up – pretty perfect for walking and running and gardening.
I still don't have the fence around the garden, but I've planted the onions, summer squash, tomatoes and peppers. I dumped coffee grounds around the tomatoes and peppers, because I've he…
My blogging has been sporadic lately, and also banal, boring, uninspiring and did I say boring? It's not that those qualities have infused my life lately, but this isn't a tell-all blog. And there's a lot going on that is front-and-center in real life that I can't or won't share here.
Leaving me to write about:
mileage goalsweight-loss goalsgardening goals
And little else.
I've taken long breaks before. The transition time from The Shrinking Knitter to this blog was a couple of weeks. (I actually thought it was a couple of months, but I just checked.) For the most part, though, I've been posting regularly for a long, long time, and daily for a couple of years.
It's that damned NaBloPoMo. I keep signing up, month after month, but quality suffers, eventually, when quantity takes precedence. Or perhaps there was never much quality in the first place.
The one goal I'm truly committed to is walking 1500 miles this year. I'm not quite a third of the wa…
But NO weight loss. Zero. Zilch. Nada. I am very disappointed and a bit baffled, but as I've said previously, this is THE way for me to eat.
It's so easy for me to get away from tracking my food, even when LoseIt is right there in the palm of my hand. Tracking food is a little more difficult when you're cooking all your meals from scratch, especially if you make a recipe with lots of ingredients. But as Jen pointed out, there's a recipe builder in LoseIt and I have, in fact, used it many times. It's just … tedious and I'm not a big fan of the tracking.
Also, many of the ingredients I use aren't in the database, so you not only have to enter all the individual components of a recipe, sometimes you have to enter all the data from a package of, say, coconut sugar. (Which was an ingredient in the delicious cherry rhubarb crisp we had for dessert last night.)
And when most paleo/primal folks don't keep food journals, I feel especially cranky.
Pretty sad when the only thing you can think of to blog about is the beautiful weather.
I guess it's better than the endless posts about winter, though, right? RIGHT?
I finally got the tiller out yesterday. The upside of that is that a big chore got started. I turned over a little more than half of the area I'm going to plant. The downside is that I only walked four miles in the morning, thinking I'd get that other mile or two in later, but I was so tired and sore after tilling (I also got some weeding done in the herb bed) that I didn't get another short walk in.
I banked a couple extra miles Tuesday and Wednesday, so I'm still ahead of the game. I've already logged 26 miles this week. I'm trying to do 40/week while the weather's good, anticipating the fall and winter days when I'll end up doing less.
So today is the last day of the Gingerzingi/Knit.Run.Reap.Eat. Whole 30. Which isn't going to make a whole lot of difference in my menu…
As opposed to the surprise ones we get every once in a while.
I guess if I'm going to write something today, I'd better get 'er done. We've been notified that the electric company will be doing maintenance and we will be without electricity (because we always have POWER!) from 9 a.m. to 1 p.m. today.
I've already filled two carafes with coffee. That should last until 1 p.m. HAH! Not much more I can do to prepare. I think I'll take a long walk beginning at 9 a.m., and till the vegetable garden when I get back from the walk. It's going to be very nice today – mid 70s, mostly sunny, might be a little humid but once I get started I hope I won't notice.
And I'll do 30 minutes on the rower today, too. I'm going to row every other day, because there's just no reason to go completely crazy with intentional activity. My husband says it's easier to remember Monday, Wednesday and Friday, but I'm pretty sure I can keep track of every other day.
The break felt good. The daily posting streak continues, thanks to photo-a-day, but I just didn't have it in me to write much of anything the past few days.
To be honest, I don't have much to write about even now. It's been too windy to till (I don't care for all that dust blowing up my nose and in my eyes), so the garden remains fallow.
The walking streak continues … 26 days straight now, averaging more than five miles per day. I was bitten by a dog last Thursday on my favorite road (third bite from the same household of dogs) and haven't been back since. That road is flat and shady and follows a little creek and is absolutely lovely for walking.
My road is hilly and not shady and follows a bunch of empty fields. I'm not saying it isn't lovely, because we do have some beautiful views here, but it isn't lovely like Indian Creek is. But after a conversation with the dog owner we just don't feel as though we can safely walk there any longer.
I rocked the walking in April!
Only 1,110 miles to go, and with 245 days left in 2014, that means as of today I need to log 4.53 miles per day to hit 1500. Are you getting tired of me making these calculations and keeping such close track? I'm sorry if you are, but it's really been helpful to set that goal. And while it seems out of reach at times, it really isn't.
So far, anyway.
One hundred sixty-four miles beats every month since I started tracking. Previous high was 155, last September.
I gotta express how grateful I am that, at my age – I'll be 63 this month – I can comfortably walk five-plus (5.66, to be exact) miles a day, nearly every day. The weather kept me from getting out just one day last month.
I only wish I were seeing a corresponding decrease in my weight as I increase the mileage. But OH WELL. It'll happen. I'm confident. And if this is it as far as my weight goes … well, that's just dandy. Because I haven't felt this great in years.