Well, that’s it. It’s over. My last day was technically Thursday 07/02/2009 although I am doing a few hours here & there to clean up some loose ends and train another paralegal. After 23 years of doing bankruptcy and 12+ years with this current attorney I voluntarily became unemployed.
So one might ask what have I been doing since then (yeah I know a whopping 4 days which was a holiday weekend). Well, I went and bought more sports bras. People, we are all seriously in the wrong business. I mean geez – the cost of good athletic apparel is staggering! Since my cups literally overfloweth I had to spend an arm & a leg for something that will let me run without hurting myself or someone else. That means I spent $65.95 (plus tax) for an Enell Sports Bra (are we allowed to post the link? I’m assuming it’s OK so here it is - http://www.enell.com/products.php?productID=1 ). Oooh & aaah all you want.
I purchased my first one through Title Nine years ago & then found that Snail’s Pace (Fountain Valley) actually carries them in stock (goodbye shipping & handling). Alas, you can only purchase them in boring black and washed out white so I am now the proud owner of white & black Enell Sports Bras. If I had known they had other colors I might have ordered those online.
If you ever wanna check it out ask me – it’s the only thing I can wear to class (you can all thank me later – not only is it safety issue but I don’t think the visual of me without the proper support would be very good eye candy!). I would recommend that if there is ever the threat of a drive-by duck behind me – I’m guessing these babies might be bullet proof (clarification – the bras people, not the contents).
We had a fun time at the Woodbridge Marathon for the 5k & I got to run with Lindsey & Andrea (Wendy & the others were up ahead). It actually helped because you certainly don’t want to woosie out while the Boot Camp Owner/Trainer is running right along with you! And if I had known Lindsey’s idea of walking was from one crosswalk to another at a measly intersection I might have mind prepped a bit. I thought (and I’m sure Andrea thought) that our “walk” might be a little bit longer. But it’s all good – we made it over the finish line & the paramedics were not necessary nor did any of us partake of the emergency oxygen which I’m sure the organizers had stashed somewhere.
So I’m signing up for the ½ Marathon in Long Beach. With our travel/moving plans currently in limbo (I believe we get to grace the French Embassy personnel with our presence some time this week) I will do the training anyway whether I will be here or not. I figure it cannot hurt. I might even be able to finagle a trip back here to run the race in October (thank god for credit card mileage!) It would certainly be a feather in my cap.
And I really want to like to run. I really really really want to love it. Except that feeling kind of goes away when I am actually running. A while ago I asked Greg when we "wogged" Irvine Regional Park & he said he focused on his foot stride & breathing. I then spoke about this a bit with Wendy during our Back Bay 6 mile trek. I use the iPod to tune out my breathing (because I think about how hard I'm breathing & that makes me more tired which makes me want to quit sooner). Wendy recommended counting (I think in 4 second increments) - 4 seconds in & 4 seconds out. It got boring quickly. I think my biggest obstacle is my brain - some of my internal rhetoric: (1) Oh lord when is this gonna be over? (2) What? I haven't even gone 1 mile? (3) What? I've got another mile to go before I'm done? (4) What in the world was I thinking? (5) My feet/legs/calves/head/lungs hurt. (6) I'm tired. (7) Huff huff huff....I can barely breathe...huff huff huff (8) This song is boring/This song is too slow/This song is too old.
So other recommendations or ideas would be welcome on combating my bad rhetoric (and a lobotomy, partial or otherwise, is out of the question).
As my official first day of “non work” I did do a few hours but I figure a few extra bucks as an independent contractor can’t hurt my pocketbook. Then I did some hard labor & moved the girls’ room around (2 full size beds + 2 full dressers (as in they were not empty but full)). But after checking my email I got the hint and know that I have been derelict in my duties of posting on the blog.
Immediately after posting this refreshing bit of insight about the troubles of sports bra shopping for those overly blessed, I will do my menu plan for the week with a grocery shopping list along with an activity roster for the hooligans (Adventure Playground on Wednesday will be the major outing of the week other than swimming – hey, in these economically challenged times, and with me no longer working, my mother’s swimming pool gives me the warm fuzzies inside!).
Does anyone have a tasty idea for zucchini? My best friend gave me a quite large homegrown zucchini (like the size of a big eggplant) so I’m looking for a delicious way to serve it up. Post your ideas which will hopefully be kid friendly.
And does anyone have any ideas about feet hurting? The bottom of my feet hurt – I thought it was my other running shoes (New Balance) so I was due for new ones & bought Brooks but it’s kind of persisting. Do I need additional support? Shoe inserts? Oily bo-hunk giving me foot massages (scratch that – guess it won’t happen).
3D Doer…Debbie
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