The Biggest Cleanse Looser

Ok, I tried.

I failed.

I’m on the ninth day of a twelve day cleanse, the Bon Appetite Food Lovers Cleanse.  It’s really good.  The recipes are good, it’s not that stringent (I’m not a big cleanse/flush person to begin with).  My one complaint would be that the dinners take a little too long to make but besides that, even my kids were eating it.

However, all that said, I still didn’t finish it.

All was going well until Adam left town.

Yup, I will take no personal responsibility for my internal cleaning demise.  Ok, that isn’t true but to spend a substantial amount of time on cooking just for myself, seems to not be going over very well.  And to be honest, they should have never given me the “option” of a couple drinks a week or caffeine if you need it.  That just opens the door for me.

I think I might do better on the NO YOU CAN’T HAVE ANY OF THAT kind of cleanse.  Then there is no question but that sounds horrible, doesn’t it?

Off to open a bottle of wine and put coffee in the coffee maker.

 

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Seriously?

There are times I do things that make me laugh so hard I can hardly stand it. Yeah, I find myself funny. THIS, happens to be one of them.

I was cleaning out PJ’s closet, which contained a tornado off a mess of her own things, along with all the old photos and kid’s keepsake boxes.

Kid #1, totally organized. Kid #2, half-assed collection of stuff.  Kid#3, pretty much noth’n.

Kid #3 hardly has any printed pictures.  He hardly has any stuff. He is distraught by not having a baby book and continually asks me to make him one for his 8th birthday.

But guess what, Kid #3 has something very special that I saved for him that no one else has. He is the only one I saved the positive EPT test for.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And after almost 8 years, it still shows the lines. Who wouldn’t want to find that in their box of memorabilia?

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Spectacular Bitch

Peevish Mama, what can I say…if I could heist one sixteenth of her beauty, style, talent and utter coolness, I think I would be a rock star.  She is one of the people in my world that when we see each other on the rarest of occasions, I walk away thinking, damn I need to see her more.

Spectacular Bitch is her newest endeavor and she was kind enough to help me out with my inability to see beyond bike shorts.

 

 

 

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Totally busted up

Last year’s racing season was EPIC to say the least.  It will never occur again in my lifetime.  To start the year PR’ing at Boston Marathon, sandwich four half ironman races (including the World Championships) in the middle and end with the New York City Marathon in November, was exhilarating, unbelievable, utterly ridiculous, hard, fantastic and totally awesome on so many levels.

I only have random pictures and really no blog posts to show for it. Sorry, I was on my bike, or running or maybe in a lake.

I had a plan, a two year plan of how racing was suppose to go.  The plan I set out for myself has me signed up and heading to Ironman Canada in August. Not only to head there, but to work my way towards a Kona slot.  I decided after much deliberation that this race was my best shot.  I’m already signed up and my bike even has transportation to Canada.

But today, four months after the end of that amazing ride in 2011, I’m a bit of a physical wreck.  The entire left side of my body, hips down, is not working right.  I have a hamstring that never stops hurting and has no power, a pelvis that is utterly wonky, the back of my knee is so tight it feels like there is a tight wad of cotton stuck in the joint and my calf hurts when I run.  My PTs have me relegated to the pool, aqua jogging and swimming but only with a pull buoy (my arms are going to be so fierce) in hopes of keeping my pelvis in alignment for just one week.  Everyone thinks this all stems from my pelvis.

Being a person who likes control and who doesn’t like the fact that her two year plan is not going according to plan, I’m trying to remain calm.  It feels dire, unfixable, possibly impossible. If it IS possible, at what cost?  I can’t defer the race to next year.

While having a pity party earlier in the week I told my friend that this is a pretty hard fall from grace.  Her response, “Don’t worry, it’s going to be ok, you’re just on a grace hiatus.”

I think I’m going to try that on and see how it feels for a while…a Grace Hiatus.

 

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