Birdseed Ornaments

Every now and again, I like to find a pin from Pinterest and test it out. For this weeks craft, I decided to try to make my own bird feeders, like the ones featured here. This is how they’re supposed to look:

bird-feederTo make these bird feeders, you will need:

2 packets of unflavored Gelatine

2 packets of unflavored Gelatine

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1.5 cups of birdseed

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Something to use to hang your feeders. I used hemp because that’s what I had. The original post used twine, but you could probably use just about anything.

You’ll also need some cookie cutters and waxed paper.

To make your bird feeders, bring a 1/2 cup of water to boil on the stove. Once the water boils, remove from heat and add in both packets of gelatine.

20130619-081302.jpgOnce your gelatine is dissolved, stir in your birdseed.

20130619-081315.jpgHere is where normal people would lay their waxed paper down, set a cookie cutter on top of it, fill the cookie cutter half full with your birdseed gelatine mixture, lay your string down and then continue filling it until its level with the top. I did not have any waxed paper, so I Pam’d a cookie sheet and went on with filling my cutters.

20130619-081345.jpgI ended up doubling the recipe, so I had some birdseed left over. Instead of doing more cookie cutters, I wanted to see what would happen if I used a cupcake tin. So I Pam’d that up and filled each spot with seed and a string.

20130619-081356.jpgOnce you have all of your seed distributed, all you have to do now is let them dry. I let mine sit about an hour before I fooled with them. I very gently pushed on seed ornament until it came free from the cookie cutters, and to get the ones out of the cupcake tins, I took a sharp knife and pried them out.

20130619-081429.jpgHere’s one of my cookie cutter feeders! And here are my ornaments from the cupcake tin:

20130619-081441.jpgThey’re all now hung out in the yard for the birds to enjoy. I’ll definitely have to remember this for winters in Virginia when food becomes scarce for the birds. I’ve also seen another variation on the gelatine/birdseed feeders where someone has taken a bundt pan and created a whole entire wreath to hang in the trees for the birds! Happy Feeding!

Fitness Day

Fitness Day

This week none of the usual numbers matter. None of them. I don’t care what I weigh this morning and I don’t care how many inches my waist and hips are. I don’t care. The only number I care about this morning is this one: 22:15. That’s what I finished my first ever 5k in. 22:15.

Everyone says the day before a race, you need to rest. Well, that wasn’t happening. I’ve learned that if I want to have a good run time, that I do much better if the day before I run is not a rest day. Friday morning, I went for an easy 1 mile run around the neighborhood in the morning, and that evening my husband and I took our two dogs and Bubba for a walk that evening to help loosen up my muscles.

By that night my nerves really started to get the best of me about going and running Saturday morning. But I combated them by making sure everything we would need was ready for the next morning. I got all of my gear ready, got Bubba’s snacks together, and made sure I had any and all paperwork I might need in case for some fluke reason, I wasn’t officially signed up. I had everything ready to roll so all I had to do was get up in the morning, make breakfast, change my clothes and walk out the door. Looking back I’m glad I did it that way, simply because I barely got any sleep Friday night! My mind would just not shut off! I must have dozed off and on for maybe four hours the whole entire night.

Saturday morning came, and we all got up early, had breakfast and headed out to the race site. Now, I did not go and scope out where we needed to be the next morning, but I did look it up on Google Maps, and it was a cinch to find. Once we got there, I got signed in. They gave me my race bib and this neon day glo orange t-shirt that everyone gets for running the race. After that, hubby and I just hung out by the car a bit, just trying to kill time. I was really getting nervous, so we walked around the parking lot for something to do and to help get my muscles loosened up again. We watched some of the other runners stretching and watched the kids play while they were waiting for their parents to go run.

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By this time, my nerves are really, really getting the best of me. I’m feeling guilty for every single crappy thing I’ve eaten in the last two months, and I’m really wondering why I’m even there. But I don’t say anything to anyone, and hubby and I just stay in our own little corner of the parking lot by the Jeep. About 20 minutes before the race started, I pulled my running shoes on, and we took another lap around the parking lot. I’ve been having a lot of problems with my feet going numb on me right after I put my shoes on and take off, so we walked so that if there was going to be any numbness it would happen right away and be gone by the time I was ready to run. Luckily, where we parked was right by the Start/Finish line, so we went back to the Jeep to wait it out until it was go time. I stretched out a bit more, and then it was time to go! I got my armband on and my earbuds situated, gave both of my boys a kiss and lined up.

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Gearing up!

I don’t remember a whole lot from the actual race. It’s just all a blur, but I will say that standing there in line to take off with at least 150 other people around me was INSANE. My heart was racing and I wasn’t even running yet! I remember feeling it in my ears as one of the volunteers from the group was explaining the race course. She was talking about having fun, and doing your best and before I knew it the horn was blowing to leave.

There were so many of us at the start line, you can’t just take off running from the get go. You have to walk far enough up before you can even get room to run, so we shuffled up and I just took off. I mean I took off! I was ducking and dodging around people just trying to get some clean air! I remember wishing that these slow people would just move out of my way! And I do remember passing a crap ton of people. It was awesome. About halfway down to the turn around mark, all the slow ones had fallen back, so I could see who my competition was. These races are done by gender and age group, so I was only technically racing against females aged 20-29. I knew there were two women in front of me. One was running by herself, another with a man.  They both came up behind me and I followed them all the way to the turn around mark and followed them back. While I was running back, I also remember seeing all of these people who hadn’t even made it to the turn around mark yet.

I was the third female to cross the finish line.

We found out how much longer it would be before they posted results, and since it was only going to be about a half an hour more or so, we decided to hang around to see what I actually timed in at. About an hour later, they posted results, and I left the boys to whatever it was they were doing to go see what I timed in at. I elbowed my way to the table, and as I’m looking through the results page, I found my name. I found my name, and it was highlighted. It was highlighted because this 24 year old mother, housewife, ex smoker, and girl who used to weigh 200lbs, placed second for my age division. I placed second. I’m in tears telling you about this now, and it took everything I had not to cry myself my way back to my boys as I went to go tell them. Hubby thought something was wrong, when I got back to them; he could tell something was up by the look on my face. I told him that I had placed second and he was so excited for me and so proud.

Collecting my medal!

Collecting my medal!

I ended up speaking to the girl who beat me, and she was very, very impressed that I had never ran before. She almost looked a little upset when I told her that I never had before and that I had quit smoking 103 days ago. She beat me by 21 seconds, and she told me that if I did this well on my first race that I shouldn’t stop running. And I’m not going to. I’m going to take this week and figure out what’s next for me, and I’ll let you know next Tuesday. I’m not going anywhere, because this is just too much fun. I’d like to thank everyone who reads this for going on this journey with me. It means so much, and a special shout out to Melissa over at If Not For The Skinny Jeans. You have been a source of extra motivation, and I would like to think that we are two Army wives who are NOT your typical Army wife!

These are my boys, who support me no matter what.

These are my boys, who support me no matter what.

Color and dye!

Color and dye!

I am pumped! Why? Because I just finished my most important and favorite project to date! As many of you know, this Saturday is my first 5k race. I’ve been running on my own since March 23rd, and along with all of these new healthy changes I’ve made, I signed up for a 5k race to help keep me motivated. Well, said 5K race is here, and I felt the need for a bada$$ shirt to wear!

A few weeks ago when hubby and I were both working out, he had to quit because he couldn’t keep up from his ankle pain, and I kept on going. By the time I got done with the workout, he had found this on the internet and said it reminded him of me:

934017_609883719023029_366528133_nI just love it! And ever since he found it, it’s what I tell myself every single workout I want to give up on. I wanted to buy a shirt that said this on it, but the only one I found was a $30 racerback tank. I’m sorry, not paying $30 for a shirt I’m just going to sweat in, at least not right now. So what did I do? I came up with the next best thing.

I have a ton of wifebeaters in my dresser, and I used to wear those when I worked out, especially when it was hot and needed something breathable. But since I’ve been married, someone prefers if I don’t work out in them because they get sweaty and then they allegedly become see through. I don’t know about that theory for sure, but in order to avoid an argument, I don’t wear them anymore. At least not the white ones. So for the race and for my own personal use, I bought a bottle of this awesomeness to dye them to a different color.

20130611-170713.jpgI’ve never dyed anything before this, but I’ve watched my mom dye her curtains in her house enough times to know how it works. Plus, it comes with directions on the bottle, so if you want to dye something, just follow the directions. This is what I dyed:

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While I was going to dye my beaters, I went ahead and dyed the pattern shirt you see above since I was already dirtying up my washing machine. The patterned shirt is one I’ve had around a long time, but it had some stains on it. I figured that if I dyed it, it might actually be wearable in public again. And it totally is! If you have something you love to wear, but it’s faded or maybe has a bleach stain, or even has color on it from where some of your other clothes accidentally bled onto it, don’t throw it out! Get a bottle of dye and either dye it back to the original color, or get some RIT Color Remover and remove that bled over color! I’ll get off my soapbox now.

In order to get my design onto my shirt, I bought a pack of fabric markers. I had originally intended to do iron on letters, but for what I wanted my shirt to say, I would have had to buy a few packs of those things, and they aren’t cheap!

20130611-170726.jpgI figured the best way to get what I wanted on my shirt and actually let it be halfway decent looking was to trace it, so while I was dyeing my shirts, I played around on Microsoft Word with some font sizes and styles to see what I liked best. When I figured it out, I printed out my saying.

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While my shirts were drying, I took a scrap piece of fabric and tested out the fabric markers. I’ve never used fabric markers before, and I didn’t want to ruin a shirt by not knowing how they acted. My test fabric was a scrap of old curtain I used to make patches for my couch cushions out of earlier this year.

20130611-170804.jpgI was pretty impressed how well it turned even though it was difficult to see the pattern through fabric. So once my shirts were dry, I went to work.

20130611-170821.jpg This is actually the second shirt I did because when I went to go start on the first one I just put it on the cardboard and thought I was good to go. I realized that because beaters are ribbed, they need to be stretched out and pinned down, otherwise, the shirt moves on you and makes a hot mess. The cardboard is mostly for stability while you’re tracing your pattern, and it also keeps the ink from bleeding through to the other side of the shirt. The clothes pins are seriously a lifesaver. The shirt stays put while you’re tracing, and then you don’t end up with a nightmare of a shirt. I also found that these markers dry pretty fast, so if you’re doing two sided shirts, once you’ve finished one side, give it about five minutes and you can start on the other side.

Here's the final product!

Here’s the final product!

And the back. Sorry it's backwards!

And the back. Sorry it’s backwards!

I love it, and I totally feel like a badda$$ when I wear it!

Fitness Day

Last week:

  • Weight: 133
  • Waist: 27
  • Hips: 33

This week:

  • Weight: 135
  • Waist: 27
  • Hips: 33

Oh, ya’ll. I feel like I’ve done fallen off the wagon. I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but food has been my enemy for the last week! I’m not even going to lie. Bubba and I went thrift shopping on Friday, and instead of coming home with anything from the thrift store, I came home with Little Caesar’s pizza for dinner instead. I know, I know. It was a terrible food decision, but it was so good. You see, we love Little Caesar’s pizza, and it’s not really close to the house at all, and we hadn’t had it in over a year. Actually, we haven’t had any chain brand pizza since we’ve moved here, since no one will deliver to my house. So I brought home pizza for dinner on Friday, and it was delicious, and I ate way too much and I definitely paid for it the next day when I went to go run three miles and felt like getting sick the whole time. I’ve also got this really, really bad addiction to peanut butter. I’m talking, I could crack open a jar of Peter Pan and just eat it with a spoon! I don’t know why, I don’t know what’s causing it, but it’s really strange. I also find it funny, because I’m always reading about how peanut butter is so good for you, but I know it’s not really all that good for you because it’s loaded with fat. Yes, it’s high in protein, but the fat and calorie content for two measly tablespoons is just not worth it.

So along with all this, I’ve also been trying to relearn how to eat without having to log everything into my app. I mean, I eat the same thing for breakfast, lunch and both snacks every day, so it’s dinner that’s always up for grabs. Dinner’s usually not that bad, but I’m beginning to think that all those little licks out of the peanut butter jar are starting to catch up with me. Part of me is so ashamed of myself for giving into my cravings, and part of me is just all “eat what you want”. It’s a serious mental struggle here lately and I’m really hoping to get control back over it.

On the upside to this whole thing, my first ever 5K is on Saturday! And I’m not so sure how I feel about it. Part of me is excited because I’ve been training for this beast since March 23rd and it’s finally here. Part of me is amazed that it’s already here and I feel that I’m not ready. I know that’s just nerves and the negativity talking and that I’m fully ready to run a 5k. On Sunday’s run, I actually ran a legitimate 5k, or 3.12 miles, in 22:06. I did finally tell hubby about the 5k, and he’s completely cool with it. I don’t know why I was worried. Neither of us know anything about the McChord side of post where the race is going to be held, so on Friday we’re planning on taking a ride to figure out where we need to be Saturday morning. I’m also hoping to get to walk the race that day, so it’s not completely unfamiliar territory, so we’ll see what happens.

Coach has been really busy with work and his schooling, so he’s been slacking on sending me workouts for the day. To combat this, I’ve gotten a hold of the Insanity workout system and have started that. It gives him a break from having to worry about me, and it’s nice to have something different to do that still gives me a good workout. Once this race is over and I figure out what Coach wants to do, I think I’m going to fully dedicate myself to Insanity, just to see what I can get out of it.

Yesterday was a rest day. I hadn’t had a rest day in over a week, and I decided it needed to be done. I hate rest days, even though I know they’re important. I just feel like I waste the whole day. Today and tomorrow I think I’ll continue with Insanity. Thursday, if the weather holds out, Bubba and I will walk the neighborhood and Friday I’m going to run a mile. I’d completely rest on Friday in preparation for Saturday, but I hate running the day after a rest day. It just seems like everything is so stiff and doesn’t want to work right.

That’s it for this week, folks. I’ll see you back here next Tuesday, with full results of Saturday’s 5k. Wish me luck, and if you pray, say a little good luck prayer for me at about 10am PST!

Married….with Children

I’m not talking about the sitcom that aired all those years ago featuring Ed O’Neill and Katey Sagal. Well, I sort of am. For years when I was growing up, my dad would occasionally get this look on his face like he was about to just go insane. This would usually occur after he had just got done scolding us for something or coming home from a bad day of work to find out the yard hadn’t been mowed or whatever chore that had been assigned hadn’t been done. We’d ask him “Daddy, what’s wrong?” and he’d say “I’m married…with children” and leave it at that. And for years, I had no idea what in the world he was talking about. No idea. And then one day, I woke up and realized that I too, was married…with a child.

I love married life and I love my husband, I do. I enjoy having someone to spend time with, laugh and enjoy life with, and enjoy our child. I love our adventures that his career has taken us on and I know that no one else will ever have the exact same story we share together. Just like I love my husband, I love Bubba. Many days he is the only reason I even get out of the bed, and I love to watch him learn. He’s so smart and quick witted, and constantly has me rolling in laughter from whatever craziness he comes up with. He’s a big helper when he wants to be; he’ll feed the cat or the dogs, and I’ve even caught him trying to pick up the presents the dogs leave in the yard for us.

But then, there’s the seedy side of all of the love. There’s the PTSD that has come with my husband’s job, and I know that’s not his fault, but sometimes I feel as if he uses it as an excuse to get out of doings thing that he can legitimately do. Luckily, he has been seeking help for all of the PTSD related issues he’s having. There’s the 24 hour duties that leave me home alone all day long with our child, and unexpected things that need to be purchased because even though the Army supposedly “provides” everything the soldier needs, we all know it doesn’t. There’s a few habits that hubby has always had that drive me up the wall, and the most annoying one out of them all is when he finishes smoking a cigarette, he will flick out the cherry, and then roll the filter between his fingers and put it in his pocket. This isn’t a big deal, but when I’m constantly finding cigarette filters on my floor, or worse, in my washing machine, from where they didn’t get thrown away, I’m usually ready to strangle him. There’s his strange need on Sunday’s to turn the Nascar race on, which only he likes to watch, and then take a nap on the couch while it’s on.

There’s the temper tantrums Bubba throws when, God forbid, he doesn’t get his way. He’s only two, and he’s beginning to master the art of back talk, whether he realizes it or not. There’s the INSANE amount of questions I’m asked on a daily basis about everything under the sun. I’m willing to bet he says “Mommy” at least 200 times a day. There’s the way he runs up behind me when I’m in the middle of doing something and will grab my clothes and keep me from moving. There’s the way he chases the animals through the house after we beg him not to, and the way he tries to eat the dog food right out of the bowl when he’s hungry instead of telling me that he wants something to eat.

So, at 24, I am married, with children. I now understand what my daddy meant all those years ago when he would say being married with children was what his problem was. And as much as some things just drive me up the wall, I wouldn’t change a thing. Well, a week long solo vacation on the beach somewhere with a few strawberry daiquiris would be nice!  Happy Friday!

This is how I learn…

This week, I don’t exactly have a project. But, what I did have was a brand new crochet book my mom sent me a few months back that I had yet to poke through. I mean, I looked at it when she first gave it to me, but I hadn’t tried anything out of it. The reason? I hate trying to read and understand crochet patterns! I can do it if I really, really want to, but for the most part, I prefer to find a pattern I like and then have someone explain to me how to do it via a YouTube video. I just learn better that way, and I like to be able to see firsthand what I’m supposed to be making than follow along with a pattern and pray it turns out the way it’s supposed to after spending God knows how much time fooling with it.

Anyway, the book Mom sent me was this:

20130605-091255.jpgIt’s based on a television show that I had no idea existed, and the pattens in the book come directly from a chunk of the episodes. It comes with a 30 minute DVD that I have yet to watch, but I’m going to safely say that it shows bits and pieces from the episodes that are featured in the book. Here’s a small sampling of what is featured in the book, just in case you might want to go and buy your own copy.

Crocheted Sock Pattern

Crocheted Sock Pattern

“[This] sock is worked from the toe to ankle. Toe is worked in continuous rounds; do not join or turn at the ends of rounds. The foot is worked in joined rounds without turning. The toe, foot, and ankle are worked in one piece, and an opening is created for the heel. After the rest of the sock is complete, the heel is worked into the opening.”

Spiral Bead Crochet Rope Bracelet

Spiral Bead Crochet Rope Bracelet

“Your wrist will sparkle plenty with this beaded crochet bracelet. Just string the beads on the yarn and then work in a spiral to create your very own one-of-a-kind masterpiece.”

Crocheted Baby Bibs

Crocheted Baby Bibs

This book actually features a whole entire section that is full of baby related patterns from booties to a beautiful baby blanket.

Afghan Square of the Week

Afghan Square of the Week

“Made from 12 different stitch patterns, this afghan is the perfect project for honing your crochet skills. You can start off easy then progress to the more difficult stitches, all while making yourself a beautiful afghan.”

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I’m really liking these last two afghan ideas, and it’s taken everything I’ve got to hold off on buying yarn and making more blankets for my house. I really, really love this Seashore Afghan, and I’m not sure whether it’s the blue and brown combination that I love or simply because it says “Seashore” in the title. I love anything to do with the ocean!

20130605-091318.jpgThis is actually what I decided to “make” this week. I didn’t make a full scarf due to lack of yarn, but what I did do was attempt the gauge swatch of it. Like I said before, I’m not one for following written patterns, but I though it would be a good learning experience and fun to try something new. I didn’t take pictures of the whole process, but I will share with you the pattern, just in case you’d like to give it a go yourself.

Cable Scarf

Materials List

  • 1 skein Red Heart Super Saver Economy (100% acrylic, 364yds) any color of your choice. The scarf shown is 406 Medium Thyme.
  • Size US I/9 hook or size to obtain gauge
  • Gauge = 12 hdc and 10 rows = 4″

Notes

  • Always remember to sk the st behind all FPdc and FPtr sts.

Pattern Stitches

  • Front Post double crochet (FPdc): Yo, insert hook from front to back to front around post of indicated stitch; yo and draw up loop, [yo and draw through 2 loops on hook] twice. Sk stitch behind FPdc.
  • Front Post treble crochet (FPtc): Yo twice, insert hook from front to back to front around post of indicated st; yo and draw up loop, [yo and draw through 2 loops on hook] 3 times. Sk stitch behind FPtr.
  • If you are like me and need a video demo, use this one right here.

Scarf

Chain 20

Foundation row: Half double crochet in 3rd ch from hook and each chain across- 18 hdc.

Row 1 (wrong side) and all odd rows: Ch 2, turn, half double crochet in each st across.

Row 2 (right side): Ch 2, turn, half double crochet in 1st 2 half double crochet, Front Post double crochet around next half double crochet 2 rows below; half double crochet in next 4 half double crochet, skip 2 half double crochet, Front Post triple crochet around next 2 half double crochet 2 rows below; working in front of previous 2 Front Post triple crochet, Front Post triple crochet around 2 skipped half double crochet 2 rows below, half double crochet in next 4 half double crochet; Front Post double crochet around next half double crochet 2 rows below, half double crochet in last 2 half double crochets.

Row 4: Ch 2, turn, half double crochet in 1st 2 half double crochet, Front Post double crochet around Front Post double crochet 2 rows below; half double crochet in next 3 half double crochet, Front Post triple crochet around next 2 Front Post triple crochet 2 rows below (slanted Front Post triple crochet), half double crochet in next 2 half double crochet, Front Post triple crochet around next 2 Front Post triple crochet 2 rows below (slanted Front Post triple crochet), half double crochet in next 3 half double crochet; Front Post double crochet around next Front Post double crochet 2 rows below, half double crochet in last 2 half double crochet.

Row 6: Ch 2, turn,  half double crochet in 1st 2 half double crochet, Front Post double crochet around next Front Post double crochet 2 rows below; half double crochet in next 2 half double crochet, Front Post triple crochet around next 2 Front Post triple crochet 2 rows below, half double crochet in next 4 half double crochet, Front Post triple crochet around next 2 Front Post triple crochet 2 rows below, half double crochet in next 2 half double crochet; Front Post double crochet around next Front Post double crochet 2 rows below, half double crochet in last 2 half double crochet.

Row 8: Repeat row 4 (Thank God, because I’m tired of typin!)

Row 10: Ch 2, turn, half double crochet in 1st 2 half double crochet, Front Post double crochet around next Front Post double crochet 2 rows below; half double crochet in next 4 half double crochet, skip 2 Front Post triple crochets 2 rows below, Front Post triple crochet around next 2 Front Post triple crochet 2 rows below; working in front of previous 2 Front Post triple crochet, Front Post triple crochet around 2 skipped Front Post triple crochet 2 rows below, half double crochet in next 4 half double crochet; Front Post double around next Front Post double crochet 2 rows below, half double crochet in last 2 half double crochets.

Rows 11-146: Repeat Rows 3-10 17 times.

Row 17: Ch 2, turn, half double crochet in each stitch across. Fasten off.

Finishing: Weave in ends.

After following the gauge swatch twice, just to see if I could do it or not, this is what I came up with:

20130605-091309.jpgI’m pretty proud of it, and am pretty impressed how well I followed the pattern. Eventually I’ll make a full scarf, and when I do I’ll be sure to share it with you. Also, if you’re like me and hate reading patterns, I suggest rewriting them like I did above without all the abbreviations in them. It makes the pattern look a lot longer, but the abbreviations always seem to throw me off. Plus, if you take the time to write out the pattern fully before you begin, you’re more likely to have a better understanding of what exactly it is you’re supposed to be doing when you go to being your project. Happy Crocheting!

 

 

 

 

 

Fitness Day

Last week:

  • Weight: 135
  • Waist: 27
  • Hips: 30

This Week:

  • Weight: 133
  • Waist: 27
  • Hips: 30

Last week I mentioned that my grandaddy was having bypass surgery, and I think it’s important to let everyone know that he came through the surgery very well. We’re just waiting for him to be a little bit more steady on his feet before they release him to come home.

So back to this, the scale has gone back down from last week, and although I’m not trying to lie to myself at all, I’ve discovered that if you do overeat one day, as long as you are constantly drinking water while you do it or the next day, the scale might not have too much to say about your overindulgence. Now, I know it takes 3,500 extra calories on top of what you are legitimately supposed to eat before you can gain any weight, and one day of slight overeating isn’t going to make you gain a whole pound overnight. But, when you get on the scale the next morning at it looks like you’ve gained two pounds, it’s easy to feel the guilt. And if you feel the guilt like most people, you try not to eat a whole lot the next day to make up for overeating the day before, which can actually set you up to overeat again later on down the road.

This past weekend, Coach had me run once. He had me run 6 miles on Sunday, and they timed in at 47:33, which is 30 seconds better than what I did the last six miles in. I don’t feel like I’m very fast at all, but the numbers don’t lie. As of today we are looking at 11 days until race day, and I’m getting slightly nervous. Hopefully it’s just butterflies from never actually running in a “competition” before, but right now, all that matters is 1) that I finish, and 2) that I don’t finish last! I’ll take a great time as an excellent bonus of the whole entire situation. I really do need to be getting to post to at least scope out where I will be running, just so it’s not completely foreign when the day comes. I still haven’t told my husband about the 5k, and I don’t know why. I’m going to have to tell him soon because if I wait too much longer it’s going to come out “Oh hey, by the way, I can’t go get groceries today because I’m signed up for a 5K at McChord. Do you know how to get to the airfield?”

Since it’s been another two weeks since the last progress picture, I’ll share this with you:

Before and Afters CollagesMay 1st, May 15th, June 1st (apprx)

That’s it for this week, and I’ll see you back next Tuesday.