Hey everyone! How’s your Monday going?
Mine’s been pretty…pretty, to say the least. As a Washingtonian, such flagrant displays of sunshine are something of a rarity, and you can bet your bottom dollar I’ve been taking full advantage of these picture-perfect summer days by frolicking about, soaking up the Vitamin D.
I’ve never really been one of those people who need an extra boost on Mondays to get through the week, even when school/activities are in session–I’ve just never hit the “Monday wall” that I guess so many people run into. I’ve already confessed my nerdship to you guys–Monday is basically my favorite day of the week! Not only is it usually pretty light on homework because teachers don’t like to take the time to concoct elaborate assignments over the weekends, school STARTS UP AGAIN and I know it’s going to be the beginning of a (potentially gruelingly) glorious week!
Still, it never hurts to get a little extra boost, even if your biggest worry right now is that the hammock that’s callin’ your name is gonna get lonely.
The weekend was pretty
enjoyable marvelous. I hosted Citrus’ third hatchday party–I made sad-looking but still (IMO) cute cockatiel cookies and we bopped around outside. There was a sleepover and we all got very slap-happy. We were tired in the morning but there were muffins (with both lemon and seeds–perfect for a bird named Citrus!) made by me and a frittata made by Mother Dearest (with potatoes inside–tasted like hashbrowns!!). I do so love hashbrowns.
Alas, we did not have a circular cookie cutter, so I had to shape the sugar cookie dough (nomnomnom) with a beer-can chicken prop-thing. (My culinary vocabulary falters when it comes to meat…)
To make the cookies, I used the Savvy Vegetarian cookie dough recipe, this recipe for coconut whip as a frosting (tinted yellow with food coloring), Craisins for eyes, chopped up Watermelon Laffy Taffy for the beaks, and mangled “orange slices” candies for the orange cheek circles.
Aaaaand the final result. Bit homely, but that’s okay! 🙂
Other marvelous things today…
Can we talk patella bracing for a sec? I’m in love. I don’t think that’s hyperbole. Anything that was enough to lift me out of the forced 8-month running break thanks to these dang knees is virtually a Messiah in my eyes. (I think it was probably the braces in adjunct with my rest, stretching, physical therapy, orthotics, supportive shoes, and therapeutic ultrasounds, but hey, whatever works…) To my surprise, I haven’t lost all of my (nonexistent to begin with) running prowess, and the braces allowed me to attend my first *OFFICIAL* XC practice last Friday! I hope to attend two more this week! We’ll see how that goes…alas, my mileage maximum right now is approximately 3. (Maybe four on the hamster wheel?) By the end of the summer we’re supposed to be easily running 8…
This brings me to my first INSANE DECISION OF THE DAY! This one is way less insane than my other one, but it’s still a big thrill for me. I signed up for another 5k!! This one’s on August 24th, and, while running in the heat ain’t exactly my cup of tea, I’m beyond stoked! If I can even get close to my time on my first-and-only 5k, then it will be a huge reassurance for me that, though my knees doth plague me, I can get my kickassery and (somewhat) speed back with enough motivation. (To any “serious” runners out there reading this: I know a 5k is not a huge distance. It’s kind of a menial race. But, alas, my body is NOT DESIGNED FOR RUNNING WHATSOEVER [sitting and blogging is more my speed, how ’bout you?] and a 5k is a big deal to me!)
(Throwback to the morning of my first 5k, waiting in the starting line. Pay no attention to the ominous disembodied hand on my shoulder; someone else is cropped out. And notice the fear hiding behind the forced smile–the glazed eyes, the overall absent disposition. I was convinced I was going to die that day.)
Incidentally, you know what’s harder than running a 5k?
………………………..Biking two hundred and two miles.
Yeah, it’s insane. We’ve covered this. And it will require buying a new bike, and/or some road tires for my current trusty
steed mountain bike. But recently (yesterday-recently), la madre de una de mis amigas (I’m not sure why I phased into Spanish here, but I couldn’t think how to word it in English) participated in the Cascade Bicycle Club/Group Health Seattle-to-Portland bike ride, a one- or two-day event that spans a total of 202-point-something miles. Which gave me a sudden and intense burst of inspiration. It’s a recreational ride, not a race, but from my extensive Googling of the thing last night it looks. epic. And everyone says you need to dream big and set high goals to keep your morale buoyed, right? So. I’ve got a year to train. I post this to the internet so I can’t back down–next year, Daddio and I will be participating in the 2014 Seattle-to-Portland ride. And we will rock that epic $#*@.
Much moreso than for running, my body (and quads) like biking. While the farthest ride I’ve ever taken to date was just 40 miles with lots of hills, and I died afterwards–I’ve got a year. Best get on this.
Ahh. The inevitable foot selfie. (For some reason I just tried to spell “foot” as “fut”…) Daddio and I went on a short (10 mile?) ride today, and I plan to get some running on the hamster wheel done as well. Fitness, here I come!
And arrachgha, yes, I need to do a poemography post today, since I’ve skipped out on that for, what, three weeks?! Problem is, I only have one line to work with… #poetictrialsandtribulations
“Rather than people who shine–
I like people who glow“
is the line, but I’m not sure how to weave that into a poem. Would it be all right if poemography was extended to flash fiction? I know I made the rules, but you guys can change them. I’ll luv ya forever 😉