21 day challenge recap

The reason I started this blog was to hold myself responsible to a training plan because my natural inclination is to go balls to the wall, if you’ll excuse the phrase. That only results in one thing: injury. I have discovered that I really enjoy following a training plan and not feeling like I’m on the verge of death exhaustion after every. single. run. So did I apply that new knowledge when choosing a healthy habit for the challenge? OF COURSE NOT. Apparently, I really like to learn the same lessons on average 6-8 times before I really trust that they are true. Just because something holds true in one aspect of my life doesn’t mean it will in others, or so I seem to think. Let’s just say that my next habit-change will involve only changing one habit at a time. Maybe that should be my challenge?


  • get up at 6:30 during the week and 7:30 on the weekends
  • make my bed as soon as I’m out of it
  • drink my water every day
  • eat vegetarian meals a majority of the week
  • no personal computer time until after my son goes to bed
  • try out the Project Glow routine, altered for my skin type

The first bullet was my original pledge. It worked really well for the first 5 days. After that, nature took over. I have never been, and never will be mistaken for a morning person. I did enjoy it while it lasted, but the only point in me getting up that early is to have ‘me’ time before Sweet Little Monster Napoleon ( he’s a little dictator, it makes perfect sense) wakes up. It took him 3 days to adjust to me waking up earlier before he was getting up even earlier. Live and learn. Someday I will be forced to get up early, but I’ve decided to enjoy what I’ve got while I’ve got it.

Making my bed. This was not something that was ever expected of me as a child.  Seriously. I don’t particularly enjoy doing it, but I love walking into my bedroom and it being neat and clean. This one has been super easy to stick with.  Now, if only I could get Hubs to put his dirty socks in the hamper…

I didn’t just fall off the water-drinking wagon when I hurt my knee. It was a swan dive off the 10 meter diving board that would have received a perfect score in the Olympic trials. It was a little hard to climb back up, but I’ve done it. I even got myself a new water bottle. (Yes, I bought something pink without my arm being twisted. Shocking I know.) I feel so much better when I drink my water. I’m not sure why it’s ever an issue for me to do it, but sometimes it is.

Not only have I been eating a majority of my meals meat-free, I’ve gone veg. I’m not going to get on a high horse and preach about the evils of meat-eating ways. Because I don’t care what you eat. And I mean that in a caring way. You do what works for you, and I’ll do the same. The fact is, I feel better mentally and physically since I’ve made the change. I won’t lie- it takes a lot more planning than I’m used to, but I really like veggies (except you, Celery, you taste disgusting) and I really, really like trying new recipes. I still allow the occasional egg in my diet and cheese… well, cheese will probably always be part of my diet. I do know that I need to cut back on the amount that I eat and I actually have done that. I don’t feel like I’m denying myself anything. I’ve lost 11 pounds since dropping meat and reducing my blood-cheese levels. That tells me this is working.

Computer time. Epic fail. It lasted a little longer than the early mornings, but not much past that. In fact, I’m writing this post instead of writing the paper I need to finish for class tonight. Sigh. I have been pretty good about limiting it to “study breaks”, but it’s definitely something I need to work on.

I’ve followed a modified Project Glow plan, and I guess time will tell how it all works out. My skin is definitely less dry and more glow-y, but I’ve got a few blemishes that just will not leave. Before I started this routine, they would clear up within 3 days. Now it’s been more like 10 days and the trio is finally showing signs of vanishing. FINALLY. I’m loving the Green Monsters, too. I add in either blueberries and raspberries or strawberries and mango pieces. Delish! I usually make mine with breakfast and I’ve noticed that they keep me full for about 6 hours while breakfast alone only keeps me full for about two hours. As an added benefit, my iron levels are now in the “exceptionally good” category for a woman. How do I know that? I crossed an item off my April goals list on Monday! SUPAHSTAH!

Happy Earth Day!

Living in a Newtonian World

And I am a Newtonian girl… I’m not apologizing to Madonna since she’s never apologized for her “acting”. To you I apologize: Hubs’ habit of singing songs with creative lyrics has obviously become a habit of mine. If only my habit of putting dirty laundry IN the hamper (instead of next to it) would become a habit of his.

I am of course referring to Newton’s Laws of Motion, specifically the first. It also happens to be the only one I’ve ever remembered. If you had my high school physics teacher you would realize that’s a huge accomplishment. Okay, I know the other two, but I wouldn’t have been able to name them as the 2nd and 3rd laws. Not even for Final Jeopardy. They were just two more random facts, buried in gray matter.

Hello, my name is Inertia. I’ve stopped moving. It has been either 8 days or an entire lifetime since my last run. On the one hand, I’m losing my mind. On the other much more frightening hand, I’m getting used to this. My weight seems to be fairly stable, although not drinking my water + light alcohol consumption + mini sodium binge = not gonna be pretty, no matter what. Tomorrow is scale day, so I’ll find out for real then. And I can find out just how much my breakfast and clothing weigh when I’m at the doctor. I’m curious anyway.

I haven’t worked out how I’m going to ease back into things, but I’ll figure it out tomorrow. Depending on the verdict, of course. He isn’t going to tell me to quit running. I know that. Even if that is his personal opinion, he won’t say it to me. He’s been the family doctor for too long to think I would listen to that sort of advice. My dad is very athletic and has a healthy (in my opinion) lack of respect for medical opinions. Doc knows where I come from. I think I’m a slightly better listener than my dad which is probably why he’s gung-ho about doctor visits while I wait until my appendix is exploding for the operation (true story). Regardless, he’s just going to give me some recommendations to make running more enjoyable (aka no screaming in pain). And I feel like I can be honest with him about what I’m willing to do (OTC orthotics are fine but I’m not getting custom ones).

I’m thinking about going vegetarian. I did it back in the day, but I didn’t do it right so it wasn’t healthy (bread and cheese are not the pillars of a healthy diet). I already don’t eat red meat or pork. I like chicken, but I’m not willing to touch it raw. I love me some sea kitten, so that will stay in my diet no matter what. I like eggs most of the time. Cheese and yogurt are my 4th and 9th true loves. I guess what I’m getting at is that I’m a long way from considering a vegan diet, but I’m fine with that. I actually don’t like the labels at all because I eat what I like, when I like. Which explains why I’m at the heavy end of my preferred weight range.

18 hours to go…