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Bestill my beating heart…

Isn’t it beautiful?!? Oh, it’s so very nice. Woot. Makes ironing not so bad. Okay, okay, so what if it’s just a new ironing board cover? It’s on my ironing board and I love it! It’s the little things…

Donating Stuff

Since we moved to Bentonville, it seems I’ve had a barrage of requests for donations. Baby quilts, quilts for wounded soldiers, blood, money. No really, both blood and money.

I haven’t done so well on any of the categories except the blood thing. Every time the truck is at the Wal-Mart up the street, I go and give them some. I think that’s been 4 times in less than a year and today would have been 5. But I got there and my hemoglobin was too low. Apparently, the bottom line is 12.5 and mine was 11.3. Normally, that probably wouldn’t bother me, but I first noticed symptoms of it over a month ago. White nail beds, dizziness, extremely tired, etc. And it hasn’t stopped? Hmm. We eat a solid diet, no fast food to speak of, lots of dark green veggies and still? So, I tried to make an appointment with a local doctor that has the highest patient rating in the area plus is homeopathic. Minimum wait? Six weeks. Not kidding. The nurse told me that would be the case no matter what doctor I called. Then she backtracked and said I could maybe get in with another doc in four weeks, but still. That’s ridiculous. Just saying.

Makes me worry about passing out sometime while I’m out running or something. Eek.

Sam’s New Truck

Well, new to him. He’s been determined to go ahead and get a second vehicle, so we went out looking Saturday while the beasties were at the groomers and spotted this baby. It’s a ’94 Chevy Cheyenne. For $2500. Under blue book. It did need new tires and that’s already been taken care of, but still a great price. You know what this means?!? It means I can go to the fabric store WHENEVER I want! How awesome is that!?!

What is hindering me this week?

Sometime last year, since I ran so many days and miles and only lost 6 of my 30 goal pounds, I decided to add a new thing to my workout routine and ordered 2 of Bob Harper’s DVDs.  (You can get them here: https://www.mytrainerbob.com/store/home.php?cat=251). One was his cardio routine and the other a kettlebell workout.  I see now that he has two kettlebell videos and if I was capable, I’d go to the living room and see which I bought, but my thighs are still protesting…hence what is hindering me this week.  I mean, my thighs are absolutely screaming and it didn’t even really hurt in the doing.  I was no more out of breath when I finished the routine than after a good 3 miler.  But, I noticed right away that my thighs were a bit spaghetti-like and after I showered and ate, I was just as exhausted as when I was running 3 and 4 miles this summer in 90-degree heat.  Literally, I laid on the sofa the rest of the day.

Today, sitting doesn’t hurt, standing doesn’t hurt, walking doesn’t hurt.  However, getting up from sitting position or getting into sitting position makes me utter noises that aren’t very ladylike.  Hopefully, though, doing these workouts as well as continuing running will help me reach my goal weight and fitness level.

The other thing that is hindering me this week?  These:

 

My son, Sammy, got married on the 20th of this month and for some fool reason, I thought it’d be nice to have pretty nails for the wedding – which lasted all of 15 minutes or so and I wasn’t even in.  Now I’m stuck with these dreadful things. My fingers hurt constantly because I forget that extra length on there and catch them on everything. I can hardly type because the stupid nail on my left pinky keeps hitting the caps lock key (grr) and I have to erase half of what I do a dozen times.  Same dear son suggests to me that I should just cut them.  Great idea.  But I have no nail files and yes, it would be simple to go to the store and purchase said, but the thighs protest too much and we only have one car.  So, for now, I’m stuck with these things and I truly do hate them, even if my fingers, for the first time in my life, don’t look short and fat.