So, I’ve been a bad blogger the last couple of weeks. To be completely honest with you guys, I’ve been feeling vulnerable and stressed. I’ve been eating things I *shouldn’t* eat, for starters. As far as working out goes, I’ve been just skating by. All I’ve been doing is my runs. I haven’t made it to the gym for strength training in probably a month and I haven’t ridden my bicycle, on the trak stand or otherwise, in probably at least 3 weeks now. I’m still burning 4500+ calories a week which is enough to show some weight loss…however, like I said, I’ve been eating things I shouldn’t be eating. Taquitos from What-a-burger, patty melts and onion rings with fry sauce from Freddy’s, cabana bowls from Taco Cabana…you get the picture. I mean, it could definitely be worse. And it has been worse in the past. I think I’m still not fully dealing with Scott’s suicide attempt at the beginning of this month. I’m better because I know he’s recovering and he’s doing well. His reconstructive surgery went well and he’ll have minimal scarring.
I’ve said it before and, frankly, this won’t be the last time I say it either…I need to refocus my efforts to stick to my daily food plans. I need to stop eating things that aren’t included in those plans. I also need to start making an effort to make it to the gym twice a week.
I am very happy that I’ve been keeping up with my running, but, while I’m being completely honest here, I think I’m a little burnt out. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not looking for a reason to stop running (even just temporarily) or to run less, nor do I even remotely have plans to do either. I’m just looking forward to after this week when I will start randomizing my weekly long run. I’ve been steadily increasing my long run mileage by ½ a mile every 2 weeks. I’m running 13 miles for the second week in a row this week and then, next week, we go to randomizing it. And I’ve decided I’m going to schedule anywhere from just 9 miles all the way up to 16 miles. I haven’t decided how I’m going to schedule the different distances from week to week, but I’ll figure it out.
Something I haven’t told you guys about because it hasn’t been an issue for me for the past few years is a…a chewing/picking problem. I would file it under an OCD type behavior because I do it obsessively and compulsively and completely without thought to what I’m doing and, if I realize what I’m doing as I’m doing it, I “feel powerless” to stop myself. When I was way younger (elementary school age), I used to chew my fingernails. I managed to stop this in 6th grade. However, in dropping that habit, I picked up the new habit of chewing on my cuticles and the skin around my fingernails. Then, as I got older and hormones happened, I got zits and I could not leave the zits alone. Could. Not. I continued both of these habits into adulthood completely unchecked. In fact, I had someone tell me once to “lay off the meth” as the sores that resulted from me continuously picking at the zits on my face looked like sores that people that use meth get all over their faces and bodies. A few years ago, I managed to actually stop doing both of these behaviors. Now, it seems, they have returned. Ugh. So, now I have to try to make myself aware of what I’m doing and as soon as I start to pick or as soon as a finger touches my lips I have to immediately tell myself “NO!” A few weeks of this and I should be okay again. Another trick I can do that should help is to keep my hands moisturized. Every time I wash my hands, I need to apply moisturizer. That will make my fingers taste gross, so that will help.
So, I haven’t been doing a lot of working out beyond running the past few weeks, but what I have been doing is working pretty hard on my apartment makeover/redecorating project. I’m so very happy with how it’s all progressing. In fact, the other morning, I was making a list of what I needed to do that morning before work and I could barely come up with anything that needed to be done without buying anything new or taking anything to my storage unit…or selling anything. That’s a very satisfying feeling to know that I’m so very close to being done. Then, I’ll have no excuse for not going to the gym or riding my bicycle. None! Anyway, here’s some photos of what I’ve done in my apartment over the last couple/few weeks.