I am starting to get what Lowi means about Tuesday arriving far too quickly each week when you are just trying to get back on your feet. Last week I was recovering from the race/trying to get over a cold. It seems the week blew by and the next thing I knew it was Friday and I hadn’t done much except fall off the no-sugar wagon not once but twice. And while I haven’t gained much momentum I did pick up 3 pounds.

Off the wagon.. again!
I don’t know if you all have noticed but Lowi and I have a recurring theme. We are wagon jumpers. We get on a good trajectory and then something happens. Sometimes I am pushed off the wagon through some circumstances out of my control but other times I am a big, fat self-sabotager. That was me this week. I was doing well on the no-sugar front, feeling good about it, and feeling good because of it. Then, for no good reason, I decided to eat something sweet. I was a little hungry, a little stressed and a little destructive… so jump off I did. As soon as I was off the wagon I was determined to get back on. So what do you do when you are trying to eat clean and healthy? You make cinnamon rolls for Thanksgiving, of course. And you have to commit to quality assurance so, off again I was. I can’t even say that I am back on the wagon at this point but I am trying.

Rebounding literally … and metaphorically
By Tuesday I was starting to feel like myself again. It’s funny how you don’t really realize how poorly you feel until you start to bounce back. So rebounding I was. That led me to feeling like I was ready to start adding exercise back in. So I hit the trampoline to get the blood and the lymph moving. That can only help, right?

New shoes
I got some new shoes and officially entered the zero drop zone. I have been gradually making my way to shoes which have minimal or no drop from the heel to the toe. This week I got my first zero drop shoes from Altra. I am slowly easing into them since I haven’t been running much in the last week and there is an adjustment period to allow for when making a big change like this. But so far I love the nice wide toe box. Along with my Brooks Pure Grit which are 4 mm drop I am on my way… somewhere.

Walk the plank, lift heavy things and sit on the wall?
Yes, back to the planks and strength training. I have been a slacker in the consistency department as of late so it’s time to get to it. I started back on Saturday along with a brief 3 miles. It felt good, actually, to get back to some routine. Then ran again yesterday, did some strength work and planks. Why is starting again so darn hard? How can I do a race just over two weeks ago and now 4 miles feels FAR!?

Plus, can you say wall sits? I was thinking if I ate dessert on Thursday while doing wall sits that would counteract some calories. Feel free to discuss amongst yourselves and get back to me.

(L) I love that G thinks her week is somehow an Epic Fail.  My week is an Epic Fail because I walked one day and hibernated for two.  The only torture that took place was actually having to get out of bed on the two days that I felt terrible.  Speaking of hibernation, I do feel somewhat like a bear preparing for winter.  I needed a little extra sleep and with Thanksgiving only two days away I am prepared to stuff myself…I mean the turkey, stuff the turkey!

The only thing G did get right?  The fact that we are wagon-jumpers.  It’s so true.  I sometimes feel like I am in line at an amusement park.  Get on the wagon, ride, jump off, get back in line, jump on the wagon, repeat.  As far as the cinnamon rolls, why not?  As I said, we are two days away from feasting on everything that doesn’t move, why wouldn’t you make cinnamon rolls?  In fact, I bought some take and bake cinnamon rolls today for no reason at all other than they taste yummy in the morning.

Suffice it to say the only torture last week or in my near future is the berating I will be doing of myself for not working out.  Can’t wait to fill you in next Tuesday!

Sunshine & Sarcasm,

Lowi & G