Back from the dead

Apologies for my lack of blog last night.

My cold got AWFUL yesterday.  I barely slept at all Thursday night, but I still had to go to work on Friday for various reasons.  I was congested, coughing up a storm, my nose was running, my eyes were swollen, and I was just achy and tired all over.

My boss let me leave work early, so I got home at about 2 o’clock yesterday and promptly passed out in bed.  It was incredible.

I feel bad because I’ve already broken Rule #1 of marathon training—don’t skip your long runs.  I was supposed to do 8 miles yesterday, but I could barely walk without getting dizzy.  It didn’t happen.  I’m not a skippy person (I only bailed on one run in 12 weeks of half marathon training), so I’m not too concerned—I have plenty of time.

I did manage to make a double batch of homemade pizza dough yesterday, though.

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I spent the evening hanging with my boys…

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…under the influence of heavy drugs.

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We went to Target and the cashier was all, “Gosh, you really need this cold medicine, don’t you?”  Grr.

Thankfully, I’m feeling quite a bit better today, despite burning the skin off my knuckles taking the pizza out of the oven last night.  I managed to get out for a few errands.

I picked up one of my new favorite running tops at TJ Maxx.  They’re just called Adidas “training tops” and I really like them.  They don’t ride up, they have a nice deep v-neck, and are modest without being frumpy.  This one is a fun electric blue color.

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Why a new running top, you ask? 

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Tomorrow, Tim, Milhouse and I are racing!   It is Tim and Milhouse’s first race—the one mile Dog N’ Jog benefiting the Humane Society of Greater KC.  Tim has been training for this since the honeymoon and I’m really proud of him!  It’s a pretty casual race—no chips—but I’m sure it will be fun to see lots of cute dogs.  I just hope the weather holds out!  It’s been storming like crazy here lately.  We’re planning on running together and I’m excited!

What advice do you have for a first-time racer?  Ever raced with a dog before?

Hitting the wedding wall

Hi, everyone.  Not too much to report today.  It’s been a lazy, sleepy Sunday around here.

First thing to note–I’ve drafted my half marathon training plan starting right after the new year.  The tab at the top should be a rough approximation of what I plan to do.  I’m a little nervous about having a strict schedule, but I’ve chosen a novice level plan because I think the shorter runs are more realistic for my current schedule, especially since we’ll be so close to the wedding.  But anyway, check it out, input appreciated.

We woke up late (again) this morning and headed out for brunch with our friends Mary and Matt.  We had such a good time–it’s so nice to have friends in the area since I don’t have a single female friend my age within a 100 mile radius of here!

Then we did a little Christmas shopping.  We’re doing most of it online this year.  But we have a few things to pick up in person, so we got a little bit of that out of the way.

Then I came home and made pizza dough to freeze:

…while dinner (Chipotle Chili, recipe in recipes tab up top) simmered in the crockpot:

Of course, chili isn’t complete without cornbread:

While all this was going on, I was cutting wedding invitations.  And cutting, and cutting, and cutting.

Now, I’ve never run a marathon, or even a half yet, but everyone talks about the wall–where you just feel like you cannot possibly run another step but still have a few miles to go.  That’s how I feel about the wedding now.  We’ve been engaged almost a year now, and we still have five months until the actual wedding.  And I just feel done.

I’ve lost steam.  I’m at a point where I’m over the puppies n’ rainbows cheer of being newly engaged, but we still have so far to go (and so much to do) until the wedding.  Now, don’t get me wrong–I still want to marry T, without a doubt…I’m just tired of doing all this wedding-related junk by myself.  I can’t call my mom to come over and help me cut these in one night while we watch movies and chat because she’s so far away.  I don’t have anyone to take to my dress fittings in a few months to tell me that my ass doesn’t look huge.   T is great with the stuff he can help with, but I miss having girlfriends nearby to share all this with.  I feel like I suddenly hate everything I’ve planned about our wedding and I just want my damn guest bedroom back from under the pile of ribbons and paper.

Anyway, I know this will pass, I’m just feeling ready for it all to be over right now.

Did you hit the wedding wall?  How did you get over it?