Bless My Heart

the improvement of a southern girl


Here I go again…


So, it’s me. Kinda awkward starting back up from a long pause, but it is what it is, so they say. Lots of things have been going on, but I guess the biggest was the Man leaving last posted job that appeared for the one that thumped him on the forehead. We’re in the family business now. It’s been quite an adjustment. After heading one direction for a decade, it takes a little while getting used to the new view. It has been, overall, a good change though.

As for me, I’m getting better every day. I feel like I am coming out of a fog of a year. I had some false starts to “feeling better”, but a think I have my head in the game now. I’ve got my sights set on running a 5k with the Man at the end of July, so that gives me a little bit over a month to prepare. We both have our eyes on a half marathon sometime this fall/winter. We’ll see how the 5k goes and move on from there 😉 This morning I squeaked out just under 2 miles. It’s a big improvement over feeling like death after about 50 feet a couple of weeks ago. Not doing a “program” this time. Just shoes and tunes and my thoughts. I remembered this morning why I love to run… it gives me a reason for this momma/wife to get out the door and do something for ME. To be alone with my thoughts and my demons to sort them out and get them out of the way before the day begins. It makes me feel so much better about myself. Cliche’, I know, but true.

In other news… I have a checkup with my ob/gyn tomorrow. This will be my first time to see him since the surgery. Maybe good ole’ Dr. Wilson will be able to give me some insight on whether or not my innards are working properly or not. Ha… that doesn’t sound right 😉 I would appreciate any prayers for a good report.

Later. (I promise!)



A Change of Pace

I have been super frustrated with my physical fitness routine here lately. Although The Man and I have been steady weight-training 3x’s a week now for about 3 months, and I’m stronger than I’ve been in a long time, I still feel like the Stay Puft man’s ugly big sister. Why? Because of a severe lack of cardio, that’s why. I haven’t been running regularly for, well, forever. I can hardly believe that I completed a half marathon just 6 months ago. If you remember, my left foot was giving me quite a bit of trouble so I just laid off for a little while. Then it got hot. Then it got HOTTER THAN HELL!

And I’m not running in that junk. I’ll run in below freezing temperatures. I’ll mow the yard when it’s 104 degrees in the shade. I’m NOT, however, going to go run down the road and back and back and back and back while the weather is frying worms on my sidewalk. Sorry. It’s not going to happen.

Next option was to run on the treadmill at the gym, but we have been so strength-oriented there, I just didn’t have time before we had to get home to relieve the babysitter (my awesome mom!). So there I was. Getting strong and getting fat. Yuck.

I’ve gained about 6 lbs since I’ve relaxed on my cardio. I blame this entirely on liking food a little too much, and being used to the caloric allowances that running 4, 5, 6 miles at a time were affording me. Now that I’m not moving and shaking like I was, I still want to EAT like I was, and that’s not a good thing.

So – new plan!

I’m relaxing on the gym strength training and refocusing it here at the house with two different dvds. Jillian Michael’s 30 Day Shred, and a pilates conditioning dvd. I’m going to take my 3 days at the gym and bust it on the ‘mill as much as I can.

So far, it’s working well. I’ve done one each of the videos (Shred made me soooooore), and today ran for 20 minutes strong. It felt good. I felt strong. I was bored. I hate the treadmill. I feel the change of pace will do me well for a little while.

On the food front, I pulled together a decent meal today with some food that was on it’s last legs here at the house.

What you see there is:

  • fried squash (sliced up, tossed around in one beaten egg, coated with a cornmeal+flour+salt+pepper+garlic powder, fried in olive oil till brown).
  • kale chips (kale is a dark leafy green. you know, the dark leafy green that every article and show you see is telling you to eat for your health. yeah, that’s it. pulled off the woody stem and tore into bite size pieces. sprayed with olive oil and shook on some Tony’s seasoning. baked in oven at 350 for 10 minutes until crispy. good with ketchup, too.)
  • baked macaroni (this was a complete throw-together as i didn’t have any planned out ingredients. I cooked a bag of mac, grated up the little bits of parmesan/romano/vermont cheddar cheese that i had in the fridge, tossed one egg into the cheeses and mixed it up well. added about a pound of ground venison that i had browned and seasoned yesterday, added one jar of homemade marinara and the noodles. mixed it up. put in a casserole dish with a little more grated parm on top. cook for 25 minutes at 350. done.

Served up with some homebrew and The Man got a slice of sweet sourdough bread. It was all good. I may or may not have had another helping of cobbler and ice cream 😉

Off to watch the Disc 3 of True Blood- season one. We are so behind.. but thanks to Netflix, we’ll be caught up in no time!


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I took the girl’s to meet the Man at the local farmer’s market during his lunch break yesterday. We got there right at noon and it was already 100 degrees. Yuck. The heat pretty much took all enthusiasm for shopping for fresh veggies out of my little babies, but I had a ton of fun.

I’m going to make it my goal for the summer to buy the majority of my fruits and veg from the market. Some things are cheaper, some things are more expensive, but you just can’t beat the taste of food that was grown practically in your backyard.  After eyeing the goods, we settled on tomatoes, squash, okra, bell pepper, organic blueberries,  and watermelon. Watermelon is Abby’s absolute favorite food. She salivates just thinking about it.

It was a good looking stash!

Doesn’t it all look tasty? The cucumbers came from my garden that morning. They are decent, but we are not getting enough rain. I’m resorting to watering them with the hose from now on. It’s dry, dry, dry here.

So I thought I would show you what I’m doing with my market foods as I eat ’em up. Today, one of the bell peppers was chopped up and put into this:

I don’t know really what to call this besides Chicken Sausage Rotini. That’s the ingredients, basically. I picked up this sausage from Sam’s and we have been really happy with it. It’s got spinach and asiago cheese mixed in and, besides being high in sodium, has pretty good nutritional stats. Low in fat and high in protein. That’s what we like 🙂

Sauteed the sausage with olive oil (don’t be afraid!) and then cooked down an onion with the pepper. Added some dried oregano, cumin, chili powder, salt and pepper. I tossed it all with the pasta in the pan and added fresh cilantro in the last minute. Done. Pretty simple, but hit the spot tonight after our workout 🙂

Speaking of workout, we killed it tonight. 45 minutes of hard lifting followed by some HIIT (high intensity interval training). We went to a field and did 30 sec. sprints followed by 30 sec. rest, 10 reps. It was killer. Followed it with a quarter mile lap of jogging and then a lap cooldown. We will definitely be adding that to the routine from now on.

Thanks for the feedback from some of you on my last post. Sounds like we all need to step out of our turtle shell a little more 🙂

I’m fixing to enjoy some of my market watermelon and watch The Late Show. ‘Night!

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Skrimp and the bear

Today was a quiet day. The girls stayed at their mawmaw’s last night and tonight, so it’s been rather calm around here. I have to admit that I enjoy days like this from time to time. To rememer the life I had before procreating, and imagine what it would be like if I didn’t at all. It’s peaceful. It’s quiet.

But it’s lonely, too. And I miss the lil’ buggers. I’ll get them back tomorrow afternoon.

In the meantime, I watched a movie…  by myself..

It was precious. No. Really. It was Precious, the movie.  A movie about a 16 year old Harlem mother of an in-bred downs child that lives with her abusive mother and is pregnant with another of her daddy’s babies. Yeah, it was a real upper of a film. Which is why I watched it by myself.

I do like Netflix. I’ll get a happier movie by Saturday 🙂

The Man came home from work and we headed to the gym. I freaking love weightlifting. I like to feel strong. Powerful. And no, I’m not getting hulk-like muscles. Women don’t bulk like men do unless they alter their hormones and junk. We women get toned and beautiful and can lift things and change a tire without asking for help.

I am women – hear me ROAR!

Or something like that. :/

After we’ve kicked our butts to exhaustion, we’ve added a “fun” little exercise called The Bear Complex to the end of our routine.

It’s actually a pretty good cardio workout to end the day with. And it hurts. It hurts so good.

We came back home and made up a quick yummy supper. Shrimp Salad!

I don’t normally buy shrimp because The Man only really likes buying them from the seafood market and they are expensive there and a pain in the butt to clean and get ready, but I talked myself into getting a bag of frozen peeled from Sam’s the last time I was there. We are on the lookout for all kinds of proteins nowadays!

Sauteed up with some homemade Cajun seasoning and a little butter.

Added some avocado, tomatoes, and artichoke hearts (which I haven’t decided if I like or not).

Sliced up some of my pumpernickel bread I made the other day. First time to make this and I’m telling you, it’s a keeper! Yum 🙂

Pretty good supper put together from freezer to table in under 20 minutes.

I believe we’ll be keeping the shrimp in stock from now on. It’s a low calorie/high protein ingredient that’s way too easy to thaw out and throw together something good in a short amount of time. Next will be some kind of pasta dish, I’m sure.

Time to go work on starting Eclipse. I want to have it read before I see the movie in a few weeks!

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A slow night for anything

Today was blah. Not as much energy as yesterday or Monday. The midweek blahs are upon me. MUST GET MORE SLEEP! Could be sleep problems, could be the 2/1 margaritas I had last night..

Trying to reduce alcohol/breadstick bloat by drinking tons of water today. I’m so tired of squeezing into my jeans! What’s it gonna take for me to finally “get it”? I’m about ready, that’s all I can say.

The Man and I had a pretty good workout today. My muscles are pooped out tonight after lifting and running. Enjoying the feeling of soreness 🙂

I haven’t been very hungry today. I had the usual oatmeal for breakfast, made up at work so I could get there a little earlier. Lunch was leftover eggplant pizza on wheat from last night, and I had some hummus and crackers when I got home this afternoon. Supper consisted of a deli turkey/avocado/craisin/walnut salad on lettuce and spinach.

My favorite default salad dressing

I’ve been enjoying the spring iris I cut last weekend. Gorgeous color.

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Ah. That feels better.

I no longer feel like a turd; life may continue on as normal now. Check out my workouts page to see what I’ve been sweating for.

I want to take a second to thank you all that have giving me an encouraging word through the short lifespan of this blog. I cannot tell you how many times a little nudge of encouragement has helped me get through my struggles. I will try to do my best to “pay it forward” whenever possible. You never know who’s day you could make with just a simple smile, “thank you”, or “you can do it!”. I know I appreciate any and all comments that I get on here! (hint, hint)

I’m taking it easy this evening and going to drool over Don Draper with The Man. Well, he’s not going to drool over Don, but I’m sure he doesn’t mind all the chicks in Mad Men, either.

Oh. My. God.


The last long run

I have been on quite the whirlwind of emotions here lately when I think about running in the half marathon next weekend. Being sick for two weeks has sucked all kinds of confidence out of me.  With my last long run (the 9 miler) being 3 weeks ago and my race being next weekend, I knew today was an important one. If I didn’t get a substantial run in today, mentally, I might as well hang it up.

Except for a lingering cough, I’m pretty much over being sick. I bought a humidifier for the bedroom and it seems to be helping me get over everything.

I got up around 7 am and prepared myself for either failure or successful run. I honestly didn’t know how it was going to turn out. After eating a peanut butter and banana sandwich for pre-run fuel, I headed to town.

As soon as I started my run, it began to rain. I knew that it was supposed to today, but I thought it wouldn’t be until this evening. I accepted it as fact and kept going. Nothing was going to stop me today. Rain would only make me more hardcore.  Or at least that’s what I imagined the people in the cars passing were thinking. Look at that girl. She’s crazy. It’s cold and it’s raining. She must be pretty hardcore to be out there this morning.” Yep. That’s what they were thinking. Must have been.

The rain never got stronger than light sprinkling so it never became an issue. I took a little different route and passed several other runners that were out and about. I was feeling good and strong…. and then I looked at my garmin and saw that I had only gone 1.8 miles. Phooey.

I trudged on and only started feeling tired at about 6.5 miles in. The rest, I’m not gonna lie, it was tough. I stopped two times for about a minute to stretch. My butt was sore, my legs were heavy and my feet were aching. By the time I got back to the park where my car was, I was at 9.1 miles. I still had to get that last mile done. I was exhausted. I had been running for two hours. TWO HOURS. Imagine watching a movie. Now imagine RUNNING THAT ENTIRE TIME. I had to walk. I walked. I jogged. I walked some more. I jogged the last two tenths.  I was finished!

I collapsed on the grass.

I don’t know how next weekend will go, but I will be there. I will squeeze every little ounce of energy out of my body and I will finish this thing. One of the things I thought about while running is the same thing my husband said when I got home. I’ve come too far to quit now. I agree. The girl who has pushed so far, so hard… she would be pretty pissed off if she did all of that for nothing.

One week to go.