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Bats Again

I’ve written before about my fear and hate of bats. I am utterly and completely helpless when I see one and am reduced to a screaming, shaking mess.

Tuesday night I was packing lunches when Brent came out of the shower. I heard him yell “Don’t come in the dining room” but I thought he was being funny, so I went in there. THERE WAS A BAT!!!! I coward in a corner in the kitchen and screamed whenever it came swooping by. Eventually (probably like 1 minute tops), Brent made contact with the tennis racket and it was dead!

Wednesday night Brent got home before me, so imagine my panic when he called to say a bat had AGAIN been sighted, but flew into the bathroom and couldn’t be found. I was crying and threatening to spend the night elsewhere unless the bat was killed.

Thanks to Baby and Red, the bat was flushed out of the bathroom and killed. But that was enough!

As I write this, Josh and Robin from Environmental Pest Control are on my roof, inserting 1 way tubes to get the bats out. They’ll return later to seal all the cracks and holes. Does it cost an arm and a leg? Yes! Is peace of mind a bat a free house worth an arm and a leg? YES!!!!

This afternoon Baby and Red get to go to the vet for a rabies vaccination, since they helped bring the bat down. Shhh….they don’t know yet!


A spoonful of sugar

I’ve written about my sugar habits in the past and how I was working on conquering them. I was doing great until last weekend.

Friday = ice cream with friends (Brent and I split a Take 5 sundae)

Saturday = cookies (why did I even bake??) and 2 small corners (extra frosting!!!) and ice cream to celebrate a birthday

Sunday = small Cinnamon Bun ice cream cone for Father’s Day

Monday = Little Debbie Treat for no reason except that I re-activated my sweet teeth over the weekend

Tuesday = 1 dark chocolate square cuz I still “needed” something sweet at 10 pm since I hadn’t had anything all day.

BUT I’m proud to report that Wednesday and Thursday have been sweets free! Yay!!!

And I lost 3lbs over the past 2 weeks – good motivation to stay on track with cutting out sweets.

Some people can handle a sweet per day, but I can’t. I eat one and its all downhill. It is literally all I can think of and I can almost taste and feel sweets in my mouth.

I’m not so upset about Saturday and Sunday’s sweets, as I still fully expect to enjoy life and celebrations but Monday and Tuesday’s were out of craving sugar instead of celebration. 😦

Check one off!

Confession: I don’t have a bucket list, because I don’t like doing things that scare me. I’m a pretty fearful person. I often let the fear of failure, the unknown, of being scared keep me from doing things.

But this time it is different. On Labor Day, I’ll be facing my fear of heights head on, when I’ll be running 5 miles. Not just any 5 miler (heck, it’s not even timed!), but I’ll be running with 399 other strangers all selected in a lottery. And we’ll be running on this:


The Mackinac Bridge!!!!!!

I’ve ridden over this numerous times, often slightly afraid of being in the car on this bridge. There is annual Bridge Walk (the bridge is not regularly open to pedestrians) on Labor Day and I couldn’t imagine doing that. But for some reason, when I saw that running the 5/3 River Bank Run qualified  me to enter the lottery to run it, I jumped at the chance, sure my odds of winning would be low.

But I was chosen! I’ll be running it with the Governor to kick-off the Bridge Walk.

No Means No!

Lately, as I’ve cut dramatically back on my sweets intake, the acceptance (or lack there of) of it has been surprising.  At work yesterday there were donuts and cake. It was also our Annual Meeting and catered dinner. I did the menu planning and knew the dessert was a favorite, so when first asked if I’d like a donut, I said “no” (Person #1), but they asked again a few minutes later, “just to be sure”. Third and fourth times were by a Person #2 and still “no”. When asked by Person #2 if I’d eat some bread they might bring in I said “no” and then was told I was hurting her feelings. I apologized and said “Sorry about that, but nobody else is looking out for my health but me.”

At noon, Person #1 asks me if I’m having cake. Again, I reply “no”, but this time there is an edge to my voice. Again, they ask if I’m sure that I don’t want cake. I sigh as I explain that I do want the cake, but I’d rather have dessert at the dinner.

I think people all agree that “No means no!” is widely accepted when it comes to sex or drugs. But what about food? Why don’t people take my no seriously? Is it because they’ll feel better about their multiple sweets if I eat some too? Are they jealous of my slowly strengthening willpower?

I don’t get it, but in a twisted way am thankful. The more they persist, the less likely I am to indulge and give them the satisfaction of shaking my resolve!

April 17, 2011 @ 7:08 am

This is  view out my front door this morning. No joke!

Last Sunday we reached 81 degrees and had storms that produced hail, knocked over trees, caused no electricity and had 90 mph winds.

This morning I woke up to 3 inches of fresh snow, more falling, 27 degrees and 27 mph winds.

Good thing I’m headed South for Easter!

Shin Choices

Today I saw an orthopeadic doctor for my persistant shin pain. Diagnosis was shin splints with possible stress fracture. I don’t think it is shin splints for   of reasons: 1- the pain is not in the sides of my shin, but up and down, in the middle, 2 – it hurts with pressure 3 – feels like it won’t support me and 4 – stress fractures usually don’t show on an x-ray.

Treatment? Not running if it hurts. So it hurts ALL THE TIME. I asked if I could run the Riverbank Run 25k and he replied “Its not like you were gonna win it, were you? So yeah, its possible to do.” I go back in 2 weeks for a follow-up and in the mean time have a lab order for blood work to check my calcium and vitamin D levels.

So now  I have to decide: do I run the race or not?


  •  I have a free entry
  • My first big race without Hannah
  • The race hotel is the J.W. Marriot 
  • 7 weeks to get some good runs in


  • Still have to pay for hotel, gas and food
  • Feel under trained, missed/cut short a lot of runs
  • Why run it, if I can’t run it well?
  • Won’t be a race to run for fun without any friends/Hannah to run it with
  • Only supposed to run to the point of pain, yesterday it was only 3 miles before the dull ache turned into stabbing/pulsating knives

What advice do you have regarding if I should run it or not?

Frustrated *letting out steam*

Hannah, her track coach and I at my first 5k!

I’ve been running for almost 5 years and for the majority of the those years, I’ve ran with my sister, Hannah. She has always been faster than me (except for a single 10K, in which I beat her), but that hasn’t kept us from logging hundreds of miles together, racing 5Ks, 10Ks, a half-marathon and a 25K. she was there to push me through the hot, cold, wind, ran, torn knee cartilage, wonky IT band and endless times of wanting to quit.

Earlier this year she moved to Southern Illinois, a 10 hour drive away, which obviously has put a dent in our running. However, that didn’t stop me from registering for the 5/3 Riverbank Run 25K with excitement. It was a chance to see what I had on my own! I even won a free race entry by writing an essay on doing this race solo, seeing what I was capable of without her pushing me.

But so far I’ve let myself down. I’m beyond frustrated with me and my lack of running, poor attitude and disappointing paces.

Half-Marathon finishers!!!

My training schedule last year was Tuesday = Speedwork, Thursday = mid-distance/tempo (5 – 8 miles total) and weekend = Long run (6 – 14 miles). This year I was planning on following the same schedule, except changing my runs to Monday, Wednesday, Saturday, so that I could continue to participate in my favorite class, TRX at the gym.

So far I’ve been training for FIVE weeks and have run a total of ZERO full speedwork runs, TWO full mid-distance/tempo runs and suffered through almost all my long runs with an increasingly diminishing pace.

I can’t seem to get in a groove, I’ve had a cold which has left me coughing up phlegm wads mid run and being short of breath after more than a few minutes of running. My attitude/brain seems to be working against me every step of every run, telling me I can’t and shouldn’t be running. That I’m too slow, I should drop out of the race, that I’m too fat, too slow, too tired, too busy, too whatever seems to be my hang up that day. I’ve always been okay with a walk break now and then, but have been able to complete a half-marathon without  a single walk break. Now I find myself walking every few minutes, beating myself up for being weak.

Even my runs this week have been poor – a delayed 9.4 miles on Sunday was miserable, “speedwork” on Monday was 1.5 miles in 14:10 with a walk break and my “mid-distance/tempo” was 3.1 miles in 30:02 with walk breaks.

Yesterday I got a box of goodies from the Riverbank run in the mail to help promote the race. The loot included 4 packs of GU, 2 RBR  long sleeve t-shrits, a RBR water bottle, a carrying bag, RBR magnets, 15.5 stickers, RBR pens and a RBR DVD. I was pumped, my enthusiasm returned! I was ready to get past those old hang ups and start  RBR 2011 training take 2!

I was excited to knock off 10 miles this morning. I hydrated yesterday, enjoyed a couple extra breadsticks with dinner and got 8 hours of good sleep. I got up, ate my PB&J, mapped 2 5 mile loops and was thrilled with weather channel reported temps of 32, clouds and 5 mph winds.

I got dressed (tights, shorts, smart wool socks, long sleeve, pullover, gloves, headband), cued up “Cougar’s Running Mix”, grabbed my water and a vanilla GU and headed out the door. I slipped, but didn’t fall in the driveway. I started out and before I even ran 1 minute, decided to call it quits. The roads were so slick from a fine powdery snow and wintery mix that fell and moisture from melted snow that refroze overnight.

5/3 Riverbank Run Finishing!!

Frustrated, I slipped and slid my way back into the house and cried. This training has SUCKED! I don’t thing I’ve had a single run when I’ve enjoyed myself and have had way more doubts then moments of confidence. I just feel lost, not sure what to try next to turn this training around. And I think the worst part is that it isn’t physical, I don’t have an injury and I’m not sore.  I’ve been doing everything right physically, stretching, yoga, using my stick, icing my legs but I can’t seem to shake the demons that are plaguing my every step.

So today I’m left to figure out what to do with this extra time this morning and debate washing my hair. And trying to figure out how to make tomorrow’s run a new start.

What are you tips for a new attitude?