I did it!

Saturday might have been the busiest day of my life yet, but it was also pretty darn good. When my alarm went off at 4AM, I didn’t even hesitate to get out of bed and get ready to go. After double and triple checking that I had everything, it was time to get on the road for my very first 5K.

It took us a bit to get to the race, and other than questioning the air temperature (all of a sudden it was in the 60’s), I wasn’t feeling nervous at all. Once we got to the race, we geared up and found port-a-potties…that were locked. Ok. So we headed over to the park where registration was taking place and the starting line. Finally got my potty break (and my husband’s 2-3 potty breaks), and after about an hour, we found our place at the starting line. We did our stretching, and I pretty much started to feel all the nerves. After a really cool opening ceremony and cannon blast, we were off. Now, my husband and I determined before the race that we would each run our own race; however, we wanted to stay together as much as possible. We lined up in the 10-11 minute/mile pace area. The first 2 miles we were together and maintaining that pace. My first mile was 10:30. My second mile was 10:27. Everything was going great. And then the course bottlenecked. We went from a wide open road to a sidewalk path 2 person wide.

Now this is where I basically got separated from my husband (he got ahead of me), and I didn’t see him again until the finish line. This is also when my pace got completely FUBAR’d by one chick. Yep that’s right…one. person. So, this 2 person wide path had the walkers on the right and the runners on the left. Cool. We were doing just fine. Then the girl right in front of me stops. No not walks…stops completely. I was pissed. There was no way around her. Now if you are a runner, you know that once you stop running it’s really hard to get going again and refind your pace (ok maybe that’s just me). Once I can finally get around her (as I’m doing my own little jog in place thing), my 3rd mile pace was 11:36. Ugh! I could finally see the finish clock, and then realized that wasn’t the finish clock. We actually had to go around to the right and around to the left in a gravel parking lot and THEN I could see the finish line down a grassy (althought it was pretty wet/muddy/grassy that day) lane. I saw the clock saying 35 minutes and almost 36, and I was shocked! I didn’t think I had gone that slow. I immediately started giving everything I had left and booked it to the finish line….where I received my medal from a Marine, grabbed a lukewarm cup of gatorade, and did a bad thing…I sat down in a chair.


I KNOW I’m not supposed to do that. But, I did it anyway. My husband got me a cold bottle of water, and I put that badboy on the back of my neck. After a few minutes, I was fine. There were a lot of vendors at this race with all kinds of things to give away. I had a small sub from Firehouse (delish!), a smoothie sample (YUM!), and 2 doughnut holes from Dunkin’ Donuts along with that cold bottle of water. I also picked up a string bag, a water bottle, a coin purse, two pens, a pencil, a stress ball, keychain, and a coozie. Oh, and they gave us a 16oz glass engraved with the race information on it too! That was pretty awesome!

On the way home, we downloaded the app from the race and looked up our finish times/placements. My actual finish time was 34:34. YES!! My goal was to be under 35:00, and I did it!!! I finished 27th out of 73 women in my age group, which puts me in the top 37%. My husband killed me and finish with a time of 33:01 and placing 15th out of 28 putting him in the top 54%. Both of us agree that if we had been able to stay together we would have finished faster. It suck I lost him in the last mile. The good news is that now I know that race course, and I would totally do this race again next year. Even being sore yesterday and today, I really enjoyed running the race. I didn’t walk any of it. And, I would do another 5K in a heartbeat. It has definitely sparked a motivation that I had started to lose for running.

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I Went to Battle

Confession time.

I have slacked off like crazy the since just before my cruise in the running department…ok and on my diet. I’m still maintaining my weight (yay for my metabolism being better), and my 1.5 mile time is still way under where I need it to be for the Navy (whew!), BUT…I can tell my endurance isn’t quite what it used to be. I know the only way to improve it is to, well, run. *sigh* So…I ran.

Last night, I felt pretty good running. I hit my 1 mile when I needed to, and then it happened. I ran into the apocalypse of gnats. I mean it was like hitting a brick wall of the stupid little jerkfaces. I probably swallowed a dozen of them, had another half dozen up my nose and in my eyes, and I’m sure I showered another dozen out of my hair. I swatted at them, choked on them, and probably looked a bit like this:

To say my last half mile was not exactly at my usual speed is an understatement. After going through that combat zone, I was lucky to be alive (ok that might be a huge exaggeration) let alone maintaining any sort of pace. I did manage to get back to a relatively normal jog and finish with some semblance of a sprint. I even managed about a quarter mile of a walk for a cool down. I’m surprised when I walked in the door, everyone didn’t wonder what I had gone through.

The good news is I survived, I went to battle and won, and I will be running with my head down on that stretch of my route for a while. At least now I know to stay alert for crazy suicide bombing gnats.


It has been a whirlwind of a week, but what a week indeed. Last week, my recruiter told me I would be going to MEPS on Monday for my full physical for the Navy Reserves. Awesome. On Wednesday, while at a conference for work (technically I was on my lunch break), he calls and tells me I’m not cleared to go to MEPS because my medical records indicated a history of endometriosis.

**Side Story***

I had a partial hysterectomy in 2012 due to breakthrough bleeding and AFTER the surgery found out I had endometriosis. In fact, my youngest son shouldn’t have been able to be conceived at all. Weird right.

Anyway…he told me I would need to get the notes from my most recent gynecology visit and something that indicates all symptoms that caused the surgery have been resolved by the surgery and no issues still exist. Ok then. I call my doctor office and the records clerk (who’s son joined the Navy 3 years ago) did a FABULOUS job and pulled the doctor notes from all 3 visits I’ve had since the surgery. She then transferred me to my doctor’s nurse, and the nurse was able to get a handwritten note from my doctor saying everything is good. SO…I leave my conference early (Thank you to my amazing boss!), and race to the office to pick up the information. I race back home to scan it and email it, except…the office forgot to give me the handwritten note. So I race back to the office and then say “screw it” and head to work to use our scanner there because it’s faster and can send all 14 pages in one document. YAY! I get it all to him by 4:15pm. Still holding out hope for a Monday MEPS appointment. No dice.

The next morning, we head to the port for our cruise. I am sitting there waiting to board the ship when my recruiter calls and says he has good news that I’ve been cleared to go to MEPS and would Wednesday work. Hell yes it works! Plus it gave me a couple of days after the cruise to lose any weight I might gain from the amazing food I was about to eat. Win win. We got on the ship by 11:00 and by 2:00 we were taking a nap in our stateroom.

The cruise was good. It was a smaller ship (which I won’t do that again), but since it was just my husband and I, we were still able to have a good time. We barely got off the ship when we docked in Nassau, but we’ve been there a lot so we didn’t need to. Instead, we got a couple’s massage and played trivia games (Thanks to my singing the “Meow Mix” commercial song, I won a medal!). We got back in port Sunday morning, we were off the ship by 7:30AM, and we were home by 8:30AM. It was pretty fabulous. Even better…I LOST weight on this cruise!!! Now let me tell you, I ate. I had double desserts and double entrees and ice cream and french fries. I ate. And I walked. A lot. BUT I didn’t go to they gym. I walked through it once, but that was it. Anywho…

I did go to MEPS yesterday. I arrived at 5:45AM and finished up at 1:00PM. I thought the day went really fast actually. There were 85 recruits total including those that were shipping out. We had 9-10 females. Super cool being in a smaller group. There were only 2 officer recruits, myself and a girl joining the Army as a Vet Tech. I had everything done except the duck walk stuff before I had lunch. I knew that as you failed a portion of the testing, they were sending people home. I also knew I hadn’t been sent home, so I was good so far. I was worried about the duck walk because my knees crack loud. Plus every other girl was 17-19 years old (except the vet tech girl), so there was that. Oh… I weighed in at 148 pounds!!! I was under the limit by 4 pounds since she measured me at 5’3″. Success! After lunch, we did the duck walk part…which went just fine since we did it all together…and then I met with the doctor. She told me that someone had written it up incorrectly in my file that my endometriosis was untreated and that’s why I got flagged. She looked up the correct code and said that means not only am I medically cleared but also, I do not need a waiver!! AWESOME!! My recruiter said we just have to wait for my blood tests to come back and then the Navy will medically clear me. He also said it is HIGHLY unusual to get MEPS clearance but not Navy clearance. Another step completed.

Next up: My interviews with current officers next weekend. And then I wait. Until January when the selection board convenes. It’s gonna be a long wait. Good thing I have that 5K to handle in October and the holidays to keep me distracted!

My Health Screening

Every year, my job provides a free health screening that reduces the co-pay on some medical expenses and gives me a free gym membership to a number of gyms in my area. I was pretty excited for my screening this year because I’ve been working so hard. I even remembered to do the appropriate fasting beforehand this year.

Almost everything is better now than last year.

  • My BMI is 2.13 lower
  • My blood pressure went from 112/78 to 104/74
  • My glucose level dropped 9 points

The only negative is that my HDL cholesterol went from 56 mg/dL to 33. This is apparently not good. I spoke to a wellness educator at the end, and everything she was telling me to do or not do, I’m doing. I exercise frequently, I eat healthy, I don’t drink alcohol, and I don’t smoke. A co-worker suggested it’s because I’m not eating enough healthy fats. My online research says I could have 1-2 drinks/day to increase my HDL. That’s a choice I suppose. LOL! I know if this continues, I could be at a higher risk for heart disease, so I’m going to do my due diligence in figuring out what I need to do. My overall cholesterol level is 191, so it’s not that I’ve got high cholesterol, but the drop is concerning.

One funny thing is that last year I measured at 5’3″ tall, and this year I measured at 5’4″ tall. The guy said I’m the first person he’s met that he can legitimately say is 5’3 and a half” tall. I guess that explains why some of my medical charts say one thing and some say another. 🙂

Bottom line: Everything I’m doing is working and my health is reaping the benefits. YAY!


Hello 140’s!!!!!

I can’t believe it! On May 22, I wrote this. It took me a bit longer than I thought for a hot minute, BUT…I am officially in the 140’s at 149.8.

I have to confess that I’m sure part of the delay is because of the chocolate chip cookie dough blizzard (DQ of course) and the M&M concrete (from Culver’s) on top of the Olive Garden fettuccini alfredo combined with the stress of my oldest (see my last post) and some recent developments in my family. So you see, most of it is my own fault and some of it is beyond my control. Bottom line: I met and have exceeded my weight loss goals. I have found my reward in a few different ways though…

  1. I fit into a formal dress I last wore before I was pregnant with my youngest. I had actually given this dress to my daughter, and yep, I just took it back.
  2. I went to Old Navy and bought a couple of pairs of size 6 shorts. *jaw drop* I probably could have gotten a size small dress too, but well…let’s just say this is totally appropriate for me:love
  3. FINALLY people outside of my immediate family are noticing AND commenting. Now that feels really good too.

I have lost a total of 6 inches from my waist and I’m guessing around 3 inches from my glutimus maximum/hips. My 1.5 mile time has also dropped. I am SO close to getting under 14 minutes now. My most recent time was 14:13. I can do 63 situps in about 1:40 and I’m up to about 20 pushups in 2 minutes. I found a new app called Sworkit that is totally awesome! I can choose what sort of workout I want and how long I want to do it for, and voila! Every excercise last about 30 seconds and after about 3 of them, you get a 30 second break. You can also skip exercises if you can’t do them (still can’t do the spiderman push ups yet). I’m loving this so far because it’s not predictable at all!

As far as Navy news: I have submitted my initial application and required copies, all college transcripts have been sent to my recruiter, and I have about 5 recommendation/character reference letters. I don’t know anyone in the Navy or a veteran of the Navy, so I’m not sure if that is going to hurt me later on or not, but it is what it is right?. My next step should be my background check. I sent off an email to my recruiter today, so I’m sure I will hear back from him on Monday. I know my packet is due in November, but there are a lot of steps still to go before then. That’s about all I have for that.

In other news: My oldest son has come to his senses rather quickly now that his dad took away his car and he realizes how hard it is to find a job (welcome to the real world kiddo!). His recruiter told him he will probably be cleared soon thanks to his paperwork from the dermatologist and he will be able to sign a new contract after his follow-up appointment on July 29th. He is now talking about going 11B (Infantry), because he just wants to go quickly, but we’ll see what happens. At this point, I’m just glad he is going to fulfill this obligation and didn’t quit. As soon as I got the word from him on that, I literally raised my hands and thanked God. He answered my prayer: I prayed to either have this door slammed shut with a disqualifying condition OR keep him in and headed off to basic quickly. The door didn’t slam shut and he’s back on track. Hallelujah!

This weekend is my dad’s birthday (on the 4th) and my husband has to work. It’s probably better since he doesn’t like fireworks at all (The first time I ever saw my husband cry was during fireworks). They remind him too much of combat in Iraq, and they make for a long night for sure. Instead, my youngest and I will head to my sister’s for a family cookout and then down to the local park for fireworks. I hope you have an excellent Fourth of July!!

My summer is flying by!

I can’t believe how fast this summer is going right now. I knew working from home 3 days out of my 4 day work week would be great, but I didn’t know it would make my days fly by.

This week we decided to continue our home improvement projects with a door replacement. The sliding glass doors that is. My husband has always HATED sliding glass doors. He says they aren’t secure, energy efficient, or convenient (I mean hello??? 2 doors but you can only really use 1). Where we live, we cover up our sliders with vertical blinds and really heavy curtains to try and keep the heat out of the house as much as possible. Unfortunately, that also means when we do use them, we have to tie back the curtains and mess with those ugly blinds. Oh, and I have to constantly put in and take out the security pin at the top since my littlest can’t reach it. Yep…annoying.

We’ve been talking about switching these out for french doors since the day we first looked at this house. Now it’s time. We went to “The Door Store” and found french doors with the blinds built into the door that have a lifetime warranty. Yesterday, the guy came out and measured everything, and we will have those sliders taken out of here and our new french doors installed in about 4 weeks (this is supposed to be their slow month, but of course, not this year). I can’t wait to have them!!

In other news, my daughter finally got her driver’s permit. She’s so excited! For those that don’t know, my daughter suffers from an eye condition called pars planitis with macular edema. Super basic explanation: the white of her eyes sort of grow over the colored part of her eyes. Her left eye is pretty much perfect, but her right eye is pretty terrible. She had to get  a new glasses presciption in order to get her permit. She also has to go back and see her eye specialist, which she is most definitely NOT excited about. She’s already gotten quite a few shots in her eyes, and she’s hoping they don’t say surgery. My oldest son leaves for Army basic training on Monday. We are going to take him to MEPS and have dinner with him Sunday night before he leaves. He’s so excited, and I’m excited for him.

As for me, I finally got to speak to the Navy. I actually went in and saw an active duty officer recruiter (because the Reserves guy was in class), and after talking to him, I filled out a simple intake form. He has been instrumental in getting me to the Reserves recruiter, and I’m very appreciative. My Reserves recruiter called and spoke to me for about an hour. That conversation led to a decision that I will be submitting a packet for a couple of different officer positions: Intelligence Officer and Supply Officer. Obviously, I am really excited about Intelligence Officer. This would be a dream come true for me! My bachelor’s degree (B.S. degree) is in Psychology and Criminal Justice, and then I have a Master’s in Teacher Leadership and an Educational Doctorate in Organizational Leadership. My current position is nothing but data analysis and investigating student grades, productivity, and achievement levels. I think I could be really great at this! Within 4 hours of receiving the paperwork required, I had submitted the application, picture of my tattoo (yes just one), required identification, and resume. I had also requested all 4 of my college transcripts and emailed 6 of my colleagues/supervisors/pastor for references (I only need 3). I know that I have at least 3 that have already responded and all transcripts will be to my recruiter by the end of the week. Like I said, I am excited.

Once he has received all of the items on this list, I will then go for my security clearance. That can take some time, but I’m not stuck while it’s going through. I will be going for my physical during that time too. Then, sometime between now and November, I will go for an interview with at least 3 Navy intelligence officers. I’ve been told to stay up on current events and be able to articulate how that would impact me as an intelligence officer. I’ve always paid attention to the news and I think I interview really well in the civilian world (I’ve gotten every job I’ve ever interviewed for), so fingers crossed. The selection board will meet after that, and IF I’m selected, I could commission early next year. WOOHOO!! This is the first branch that has given me actual paperwork to fill out and positive support that I can do this.

When you wait until your 38 to try and achieve this goal, there aren’t a lot of options. If you are 38 with no prior military experience, here’s what I know about your options:

  •      Army: You’re too old
  •      Army National Guard: You’re too old
  •      Army Reserves: You’re too old
  •      Air Force: You’re too old
  •      Air Force National Guard: You are eligible; HOWEVER, the drawdown has severely impacted the Air Force and    the jobs are VERY limited (at least in my state they are)
  •      Air Force Reserves: You are eligible…and again…jobs are limited. I called the recruiter and left messages, but he never called me back. I finally took the hint.
  •      Marines: You’re too old
  •      Coast Guard: You are eligible; however, if you have a bankruptcy within the past 10 years, you are NOT eligible (it’s the only branch that a bankruptcy will keep you completely out that I know of)
  •      Navy: You’re too old
  •      Navy Reserves: You are eligible. Hopefully you have a college degree because they will immediately want you to become an officer. They will take your degree and civilian work experience and then try to match you up with an area they need leadership in. The selection process is competitive, so make sure you know your stuff.

What’s interesting about all of this for me is that it started with a simple tug on my heart to serve my country. Sometimes things like this will just go away over time. Something I thought I was passionate about will wane. Not this. I’m surprised. ESPECIALLY since I’ve had to stick to this diet and exercise plan. I’ve been working out and losing weight since the beginning of April. So far I’ve lost 15 pounds, 6 inches off my waist, and 2 inches off my hips. My 1.5 mile time has gone from 17:49 to 14:31. I had gone from being able to do 35 situps in 2 minutes to doing 65. Now pushups hasn’t been as great: I’ve gone from doing 10 in 2 minutes to doing 17 (and they still try to kill me). I’m within the height/weight requirements for any of the branches I am eligible to serve under, so now it’s all about maintaining. Since I know the Navy process alone will take me through the first of next year, it doesn’t look like I get to let up any time soon. At least maintaining is a heck of a lot more fun than losing. The best part is: I look and feel good about my body again. Regardless of what happens with the Navy or any other branch: I win. My husband loves how  I look (and let’s be honest, he has always said I am beautiful no matter my weight/size, but who doesn’t want a wife to look good), I feel stronger, and I am fitting into clothes I haven’t been able to wear since before I got pregnant with my youngest. Like I said: WINNER, WINNER, CHICKEN DINNER!

Almost there now!

6 days later and I’m getting so close to my goal!

Yesterday it rained pretty much from noon on through the rest of the night. If it were just rain, I would have gone out in it anyway, but with the thunder and lightning going off and on, I decided not to risk it. Instead, I use my new 3 pound weights and my husband’s 5 pound weights to do some circuit training with weights. It was ok. I mean I’m glad I’m able to do a lot of it with weights now when just 2 months ago I was dying without weights. But…I really like getting out and going for a long walk/run.

Anyway, I’ve stuck to my healthy diet. Even when it sucks. Even when what I really want is a chocolate chip cookie dough blizzard..Large…and stuffed crust meat lover’s pizza…and Pepsi…and a cheeseburger. Ok ok enough torture lol. My husband did bring me home a nice salad the night before. Such a good man I have!!! Before I added the salad dressing, I wanted to look up the calories (just in case). Good thing I did too because that itty bitty container of buttermilk ranch dressing was 210 calories!

Needless to say my Kraft fat free zesty italian looked pretty darn delicious after that. 🙂 When my husband got home at 5:00 this morning, I got out of bed and checked out the scale… 155.8; HOWEVER, after going back to sleep and waking up an hour and a half later, I weighed in at 154.7. YES!!!!!

Ok so 4.7 pounds to go. I also received a little form letter from my recruiter. That was nice just to know he’s not forgotten about me. And it feels like the Air Force is getting closer to a reality.

In other news, my oldest graduated from high school over the weekend, my 5th grader “graduated” to middle school yesterday, and my daughter turns 15 and is getting her driver’s permit today. Whew! Yes, life really does move fast when I look at how quickly my children are growing up. It also moves fast when you’re trying to beat a deadline. In fact, the only time it doesn’t move fast is whenever you are waiting for something or someone. That’s when time drags by so slowly every tick of the clock seems to take a superhuman effort. Isn’t it weird how perspective can change something as unchangeable as the passing of time?

Hello 150’s

That’s right folks, I did it! This morning, I officially weigh 159.6!

I’ve never been so happy to leave the 160’s. I feel like I’ve been doing this crazy see saw action from 160 to 161 to 160 for the past 3 weeks. To finally see that 5 show up was awesome. I’ve also realized that my almost 5 mile walk is doing more for my weight loss than my 1.5 mile run. I will still run, but the walk is going to be a more integral part of my routine. Plus, I think it’s good to change things up every now and then, and I can always jog a little during that long walk too. My husband did some sprints during his “walk” last night, so there’s that option too.

This means I now have 9.6 pounds to go. I’m really hoping by July 1st, I’m at my goal. Obviously, sooner is better, but I would settle for July 1. As for my diet, I’m hanging in there. I do really good at work and at home until dinner time. I have fruit (usually grapefruit or green grapes) or a “shake” for breakfast, and my lunch is usually eggs, carrots, or today I’m having cottage cheese. Dinner gets me. By that time, I’m usually hungry and everyone else in my house is eating whatever they want. Last night my husband made chicken parmesan. YUM! I probably shouldn’t have had any pasta, but I did have a little…and I put a little bit of parmesan cheese on mine…and a little bit of sauce. I know the salt level was high, and the carbs from the pasta weren’t a good choice, but I also know that I can’t deprive myself of everything.

It’s already really hard to smell and watch the chips, cookies, ice cream, and soda being consumed in my house. I have a box of Peeps begging me to eat them (the day I swear in though, it’s all MINE!). I miss milkshakes, Dairy Queen blizzards, Twizzlers, Pepsi, thick crust pizza, and fettuccini alfredo (did you know that has over 1,000 calories in just one stupid plate from Olive Garden?!!!!!). I miss it, BUT I know what my end goal is. I know that if I don’t give it all I have, I will regret it. I have my slipups and weak moments, but overall I’m focused. I may not get to enlist in the US Air Force National Guard, but it won’t be because I didn’t do everything I could to make weight. I figure I can’t sit back and just let God do all the work. I have to do my fair share of it too. So I am.

New Personal Record

Well the weekend was a bust in terms of working out/exercising. I also cheated hardcore on my diet. We had my graduation party Saturday, and I enjoyed every kind of dish people brought including the red velvet cake. YUM! I also had a few Fireball shots and drank up my Smirnoff Green Apple like a boss.

Sunday I woke up praying I would feel ok…and I did! Of course, I had a ton of leftovers that still looked amazing so I had more great food…and another piece of cake.

I didn’t run, walk, lift weights, or do any circuit training. I knew yesterday was going to be painful. As I put on my running shoes, I just kept thinking I was going to push through whatever pain I had because I deserved it. I started with my pushups and got 16 done in a minute. And it hurt. Ugh! I moved on to situps and got 36 done in a minute. Not awful, but I’ve done better. Then came my mile and half run. I changed Pandora over to Brittany Spears, said a short prayer to not die, and took off. At the half way point, I was feeling it for sure. I just kept thinking I needed to go faster. I didn’t want to go that far backwards after working so hard to reach my goal. When I hit 1 mile and my app said “9 minutes…”, I let out a little victory cry (little because I was huffing). I didn’t even hear the seconds part. I just kept pumping my arms and going. With about a quarter mile left, my husband called. I managed to answer and only lost a couple of steps. He graciously hung up quick and I sprinted out the end. And then I looked at my finish time…

15 minutes 31 seconds!!!!!!

Holy CRAP! That’s almost a full minute faster than my most recent best time. SAWEET!! I was so excited. I switched my Pandora over to Vertical Church Band and praised God for such an awesome run. My cool down was a bit longer than I usually do, but I was worshipping!

I think I might have runner’s brain now. You’ve probably heard of runner’s cough, runner’s stitch, and runner’s high. I have runner’s brain. That’s the only reason I can think of that would make me excited about getting up this morning at 5 AM and run another 1.5 miles…for fun. My time was slower (15:51), but was STILL faster than my previous personal record.

Now if this will get that scale moving down into the 150’s, I will be stoked! I’m giving myself until August 1st to hit the 150 pound mark. If I don’t make it by then, my dream of the Air Force will be put on a shelf. I will probably still run now that I’ve worked so hard to get back in it, but it’ll be different. We’ll cross that bridge if I have to (hope I don’t). In the meantime, I’m loving my progress and enjoying watching time melt off.

Goals Update

Now that my graduation is over and we are all back to a normal routine after our vacation, it’s time to get back to work on my goals of weight loss and physical fitness.


I discovered I gained 2 pounds while on vacation. I actually thought it would be much worse than that since we basically spent 9 days sitting in a car and eating out for the most part, so I’m ok with that really small setback. We got home early Friday morning, and I didn’t go for a run until Saturday night. It took me 17:49 to run 1.5 miles. Sunday night I did my run pushing my 3 year-old in a jogging stroller. He decided he wanted to “run” with me for a bit, and it ended up taking me 20:18 to go 1.6 miles. Meh, whatever. Monday night I was so tired just from getting up early to go to work and getting back into the routine of running my stepson to his Police Explorers meeting and picking him and trying to catch up at work that I didn’t do anything. Last night, I went for my run, again pushing my little guy in the stroller while answering all of his questions, and I completed 1.5 miles in 17:26. MUCH better! I need to cut another 35 seconds off to meet the minimum requirement of 16:51, but I’m seeing progress.

As of this morning, I am back down to 163 (about 0.8 from where I was before I left for vacation). I probably would be back to pre-vacation weight if I hadn’t had pizza and wings over the weekend (ok and leftover pizza last night), but…man it tasted SO good!

Overall, the vacation didn’t set me back as much as I thought it would, and my endurance and speed are definitely getting better. I will always wish weightloss happened faster. It sucks trying lose weight always, and I’m finding it to be much more difficult at my age than it was just 10 years ago…ok even 6 years ago. I know it will be worth it in the end, and I’m already getting compliments from people at work noticing my weightloss and toning. YAY! The journey sucks, but the finish line will be great!