Lent update – somewhere in the middle

Things are getting real, my friends.

First, I must admit that my letter-a-day thing crashed and burned. One thing I should have learned from Lents past is that I’m not good at adding things to my life. I’m just not. I’m busy. I’m tired. Running has me sleeping so much. This goal just wasn’t good for me. I mailed 2 letters (yes, 2). I wrote 5 or 6 more that I stuck somewhere while needing stamps. So that one gets a big fat F.

The No-Spend Lent has gotten really hard. For several reasons.

1) Groupon/Living Social/email coupons. I see things that I want. That are a “good deal.” And I want to buy them. Dance classes? Yes, please! 75% off airfare to Philadelphia? Why not?! I want to unsubscribe, but what if I miss something that I can’t live without? I’ve stared deleting them when I see the sender without reading the email. I’m hoping to unsubscribe before Lent is over, but we’ll see.

2) Tax refund. We were the recipients of a very nice tax refund this year. If we weren’t doing No-Spend Lent, we would probably have a new bed. Or a new computer. I definitely would have bought a new purse. But nope. State went to savings. Federal will go to the credit card. Nothing fun. Nothing fun at all. I don’t like being an adult right now.

3) I didn’t realize what eating out meant to me aside from the food. Yes, I love Starbucks and I love Qdoba. I thought I just loved how they taste and maybe the experience of interacting with my friends who work there. But in reality? I love the ease of it. I don’t have to think about what to buy at the grocery store. I don’t have to cut onions or dirty dishes or find a whisk. I just park, go in, get my food, eat it, and discard any trace of it. And I miss that. I miss being able to eat a few times a week without planning, without having to think about it. I miss that a lot.

4) At this very minute, I am hungry. Really hungry. I didn’t plan my snacks well. I ate my typical after-lunch snack before lunch. And my lunch (which should have been satisfying) actually made me hungrier. I have money in my purse. I could easily walk down a flight of stairs and buy peanut m&ms. Or animal crackers. Or trail mix. But, thanks to the encouragement of my twitter friends, I’m still sitting in my chair. Being cranky. And hungry.

I know we did this two years ago, but I reallly don’t remember it being this hard. Maybe because we were going to Asheville immediately after so it felt like we were just saving for that trip, but this time there is no endgame. Or maybe it sucked so bad that I’m just blocking it from my memory.

How are you doing with your Lent promises?

Instagram

Friends. I have an obsession. With Instagram.

I can’t believe the quality of the pictures my phone can take. And I go back and forth with how I use this app. When I have a lot of time, I’ll take a picture in the app. And sometimes take multiple pictures. But when I only have time to take one picture, I’ll take it in the regular camera mode and then upload into Instagram and play around with it later.

Here are some of my favorites from the last month.

valentine's day wine.

lobster crepes

new sunglasses on a cold day

we have Punch Brothers tickets!

morning snow that was gone by evening

drinking from Kelly's favorite water glass

nap socks

Do you Instagram? Do you have favorites? I’d love to see them!

18 miles – and a few days leading up to it

Marathon training is ramping up. The Flying Pig is in 55 days! At this point, I’m feeling really good. Really good. I’m not nervous. I know we can do this.

Last week, a local runner (who is a trainer, olympic trial qualifier, very fast guy, kinda big deal) answered my training buddy’s question about fueling. His suggestion to not being hungry during long runs? Add calories to our pre-run days and add gatorade during runs. A week ago, I would have straight-out rejected this. I want to lose weight, darn it! I’m not going to load up and blow my calories today for a run tomorrow! Who knows if it will even work anyway. Besides, Gatorade is yucky. I don’t drink empty calories! Who do you think I am?!?

But with my eyes taken off of weight loss and my focus put onto being the strongest marathoner I could be, I took his advice.

Thursday, Erin and I experimented with Gatorade. Just to make sure our stomachs could handle it on the run. It was one of the most miserable runs I’ve had in a long time because of the rain. Good grief, yo. The rain was incredibly. It never let up. We were soaked. When compared to a full gallon of milk, I estimate my clothes weighed 6 pounds. The good news? My body didn’t reject the Gatorade. Lesson learned.

I made a point Friday to not worry about calories. I wanted to take Kevin’s advice, so I ate. I didn’t eat junk, but I ate more than I would usually ate. I ate a higher calorie breakfast than usual. I went back for a second serving of dinner. I ate a bowl of peanut butter cheerios (glorious!) after dinner. I felt satisfied. I didn’t overeat. I didn’t eat any crap. I didn’t worry about calories at all. I just ate what I thought was healthy for a pre-long run day.

dinner. yum.

Saturday morning came. I ate my usual long run breakfast. I stuffed my pack with Gu. I had gatorade in the car to grab at our halfway point. And off we went.

Friends, it was one of my best runs ever. The weather was beautiful. I felt strong. I felt solid. I never got that stomach-completely-empty feeling. I only hated running once – and it was going up a hill about 3 miles from the end. I hate that Erin was having some knee issues (I would have piggy-backed you, E!), but it also solidified for me that we are totally a team out there. I have no worries that we can make it through this marathon.

I knew fueling was my issue, but until I gave up weight loss, I don’t think I was truly ready to let go of my fear of gaining weight. I don’t think I was able to fuel the way I needed to until I had to radically change my thinking as it related to my goal. I had to make the marathon my #1 goal, no matter what it means to my weight loss.

flour mill around miles 12 and 14

And it was worth it. I’ll definitely accept stalled weight in exchange for running 18 miles (eighteen!) without feeling much physical discontentment at all. But a week ago? I was too stubborn. I had a weight in mind that I wanted to see before the marathon. I was getting more and more frustrated that I wasn’t getting there. And all it took was a change in mindset. It took me telling you all about it. It took me putting my money where my mouth is and actually putting the marathon ahead of my weight loss.

And today I can do that. I am doing that. I’ll accept a constant weight in exchange for feeling strong and confident. I’ll gladly down that gatorade on the back half of my run. And I’ll gladly eat extra calories the next 8 Fridays without guilt. Gladly.

I’ll also gladly watch this guy sleep after a long run. (You know I couldn’t post pictures without one of Nate. Come on.)