Long time, no post! The past few weeks have passed so quickly because we have been so busy. Aside from the final weeks of classes where I work plus graduation and the entrance of our new summer class students, I launched a new line to my home business, we have taken on the State Science Fair and I survived my first half marathon.
Yeah. We've been a bit busy.
It's basically a version of our popular warmer revamped for fondue use with a silicone dish. I've taken a great deal of time to contact customers, open a new Twitter account and personalize a website. Plus, a Facebook business page is working to increase awareness of the new line. It is super good & I'm looking forward to sharing it with everyone who likes premium chocolate and no fuss party ideas. It's so easy that we've already enjoyed it one night as a family and will do so again. I'm looking forward to taking the warmer & some chocolate to different weekend visits to friends' houses. Everyone deserves a little chocolate pick-me-up once in awhile. That's what I like about this--it's quality chocolate & you're only ingesting the teeniest amount, but receiving a lot of chocolate bang for your buck.
Of course, I always have to keep things interesting. So, just before announcing my foray into the premium chocolate fondue biz, I decide to take on the Whole30 challenge for myself. I decided to take on the 30 days to try and put myself on the right track to healthy eating and to see if I could shake the excess pounds I've been packing on and hauling around the past several months. I have fallen off the exercise wagon and that's no good when you aren't really watching what you're eating and you've passed the 40-year-old milestone. If I'm going to be Fabulous and 40, I need to put my rear in gear.
Although the first days of my challenge went swimmingly--I felt great, lost some weight, and even made my own mayo--I also realized that I would be attempting my first half marathon on Sunday, May 6th. I admit I had not trained. At all. In fact, the last true attempt at exercise was my one and only spinning class I attended on March 22. As I usually do, I just pushed from my mind that 13.1 miles is a big deal, especially when you are over ideal weight, 40 and untrained. I just decided I would do it; my goal was simply to finish under my own steam.
And, I did. However, I ate jellybeans that someone on the route handed out (and thank goodness suffered no ill sugar effects) and ate a huge plate of spaghetti last night after the race. I, frankly, needed the carbs. They worked their magic. I'll be back on the Whole30 tomorrow and add a couple of days to my 30 to make it complete.
Unfortunately, because my sister and I went it alone & didn't have any fans in the crowd, we have no photos to memorialize our feat. I think there are professional photos available, but I'm not sure if those are ones they snapped on the route or the finishing photos we didn't pose for before leaving the Victory party. We shall see.
I did, however, take a lovely photo of what just one of my toes looked like (but multiply it by 5 and that's what my total blister apocalypse looked like). The blisters started cropping up around mile 7. It added a ton of time to my mile pace & to the overall time it took me to complete the race itself.
I didn't stop to have the medial folk give me bandages because, frankly, once you're in the groove of one foot in front of the other, the idea of stopping = quitting.
Every step was painful and pinching--felt like needles being stabbed into my toes & feet. I definitely was dissatisfied with the socks I was wearing and am convinced they were what rubbed me the wrong way. If it had not been hot & the pavement would have been cool, I swear I would have taken my shoes and socks off and finished the stupid race barefoot. That's really what I fantasized doing! People run barefoot all the time and it seemed so much a better option than continuing to grind it out in awful pain. But, I survived it.
So, of course, once I realized that I had lived and that although I would go to bed Sunday afternoon only to sleep until Monday afternoon, I had made it. I would think most people would just chalk this up to something they did and call it a day. But, I rarely leave well enough alone.
My thought process was more like, "Wait a minute. You mean I did this in my upholstered, 40-year-old body with zero training? And lived? Wow. I wonder what I could do if I actually trained." And, thus, I now find myself registered for the Columbus Marathon's Half-Marathon coming this October to our state capital. My sister is registered too. I'm thinking of staying in the same hotel where I stayed when I took the bar exam. Super comfortable and right near the starting line.
This time, though? DEFINITELY will be training. I'm starting later this week...as soon as my legs forgive me.