Delusions of Grandeur, Awesome Blood Pressure, and Tofu B’Stilla!

The past few days have been a whirlwind of activity.  I have managed to get in all my workouts though – so for that I’m happy (it helped that I was off work all week!).

Thursday was my Dad’s last day here, so I woke up and headed to the gym very early in the morning to do my Fitlinxx workout.  D and I met with A’s guidance counselor, and while I feel better that we have a good plan, I was still appalled at how low they aim in terms of doing what’s best for the students.  I was home by 11, and Dad and I went to Dick’s Sporting Goods to pick up a few things and then to a pub for lunch.  The food was okay, the Black and Tan tasty, but the service was awful!  We went to PetSmart and Trader Joe’s, then went home.  He treated us to dinner at Franks 2 – one of my favorite Italian places, and we had a good time.  I think the staff thought we were a bit bonkers, but it was fun. 

Friday morning, Dad and I headed up to the train station.  His train left at 915 to head to DC and then on to Chicago, and finally home.  Having never been to a train station before, I wasn’t sure what to expect.  It wasn’t overly complicated – though there isn’t a lot of explanation as to what to do.  I waited until the train left, and then went to run some errands since I was up on the Peninsula.  I grabbed some breakfast and hit a sporting goods store I wanted to check out.

All week I was convinced that my doctors appt was Friday at 1.  When I was shopping, I decided to check my phone to see what I had entered, and it said my appt was at 230.  I felt a bit like a dummy, so I went home to wait until my Dr’s appt and do some laundry.  I had scheduled this appt a few weeks ago after getting a newsletter from the Chicago Marathon – especially for debut marathoners – and advised that a physical would be a good idea.  Deciding it would be just my luck to have something actually wrong with me, I made the appt.  The appt went very well, and my doctor was very happy with me.  My blood pressure was 98/46 and my resting heart rate was 55 (which is actually 22 beats per minute slower than a year ago at my last Dr’s visit!).  I looked it up, and based on my age and gender, 55 bpm is in the Athlete range!  It’s hard to explain, but this little tidbit made me happier than pretty much anything else she said, and I’ve been giddy for 3 days over it.  Anyway, she did a full physical, ordered a bunch of labs, reviewed my training plan, and gave me the green light to go ahead.  Yeah!  No excuses now…and if I don’t finish (which I will), I can’t go blaming some undiagnosed heart murmur or something like that.  The rest of Friday I took as a “Rest” day (switched up my Friday, Sat, and Sunday workouts).

So Friday night, spurred by my doctors appt no doubt, I had the most incredulous dream.  I dreamt that I won the the Chicago marathon!  Crazy, I know.  I’ll be surprised if I make it under 5 hrs!  But it gets better….not only did I win that one (and gave copious interviews about my amazing accomplishment)…I went on to win 2 marathons a month….to the tune of $1 million!  So this is slightly embarrassing to reveal, but there it is. 

Saturday I was supposed to do my long run, but also had plans to attend the Richmond Vegetarian Festival with S.  I was also SUPPOSED to have golf lessons, but they got canceled (again) for lack of enrollment.  I picked S up at 1030, and it took us 3 hours to get to Richmond.  Traffic was brutal, but at least the company was great!  We eventually got there, parked, and went to the festival.  We ate some totally awesome food – samosas, tabbouleh, falafel, chickpea masala, hummus, desserts, and some mango juice.  We also ate this thing called a Tofu B’Stilla from a restaurant called CousCous.  It was tofu, sweet potatoes, apricots, and I don’t know what else.  With a side of Siracha, it was amazing.  S took one bite and told me that I had to learn how to make it…whatever it was.  We also barely made a dent in the food that was available – but I was happy and full!  There were also many tents with things for sale as well as many for different activist groups.  After about 2 hours, we hit Whole Foods and picked up some hippie food.  We started heading home, and sure enough – hit craptastic traffic on the way.  We saw a sign for a winery in New Kent, and since we were pretty much sitting still on the highway, decided to check them out.  While beautiful – they FULLY ignored us!  Granted, we were a bit dressed down and I think there may have been a private party going on – I still think that they were pretentious jerks.  So we left – and quoted Pretty Woman on the way home on what a HUGE mistake they made at ignoring us!  Anyone who knows S and me, knows we can go through wine pretty well.  We made it back to town, grabbed some grub, and went to her house.  I made it home around 830, just in time to watch Alice in Wonderland in backyard movie night with D, the kids, and a bunch of their friends.  I did my Friday cross training workout by hiking around the festival.  According to my BodyBugg, I met my activity, step, and calorie burn goal, so it was nice to get my workout in outside of the gym. 

Sunday morning I woke up early to get my 7 mile run in.  I didn’t want to squander away Father’s Day by a long run. The first 3.5 miles were very strong, but I eased up the last 3.5.  It was getting really hot and I ran out of water.  I felt like I finished strong though, and overall really enjoyed it.  Oh, and I wore blue shoes 🙂  It was 92 degrees when I finished my run (had a high of 104 today).  Breakfast was coffee and a Clif bar, and as usual with that type of meal, I felt very well energized.  I did not feel well hydrated though, and that’s one of the things I really hate about morning runs.  I stopped at the store, headed home, and then took off to the Y for my regularly scheduled strength training workout.  D and the kids met up with me there, and we hung out by the pool and goofed off for an hour or so before coming home.

For the rest of the day, it’s about relaxation.  D is taking a nap, and A and I are going to bake him something yummy and special.  Then I’ll make tacos and wake my man up from his nap – and force him to enjoy his family a bit more before bed 🙂

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I am a 45 yo busy career single mom and doctoral student attempting to find her inner athlete, be a gluten-free(ish) vegan, and find a way to balance it all without going crazy! I love to cook, read, run, box, do yoga, dance, travel, and learn as many new things as I can - which often gets me in trouble.... I am passionate about life in general, and if I didn't write about it, I'd probably implode.

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