Day 2

Today was such a great day!  I completed my Day 2 of C25K training.  Again, it was doable, and I actually enjoyed it (weird!), thanks to a new workout playlist.

I did some serious strawberry picking after my run, though not the best idea to crouch in the weeds for 45 minutes after exerting your knee and leg muscles...ouch.  Every time I would stand up to move to another bush, a loud and long "Grooooaaaaannnn" would escape my body, and all the 5 year olds picking berries around me would turn and stare....little jerks.... yes, I am aware that I sound like an animal that should be caged in a zoo.  And I am aware I am encased (yes like a summer sausage) in a hot pink running tank and spandex jogging leggings...not my Sunday's best...but com'on kids, was the pointing really necessary?  Or the giggles...little. jerks.

So after a lovely day filled with jogging, berry picking, and shoveling compost into the new raised bed for our garden, I am currently covered in Eau de Bengay, which in case you were wondering is the least attractive smell to a man, right behind Vicks Vapo-Rub and fart.

Matt and I walked to get pizza for dinner...not the healthiest choice for dinner, but I figured the mile round trip offset a bite or two.

I'm beyond exhausted, and want to get some sleep for our day tomorrow: gardening, hiking, swimming, and grilling is on the agenda ...I'm super excited for a major day of fun with the hubs.   I'll try to do a better blog tomorrow night, but running and having kindergarteners point and laugh at me makes Megor tired.

Fat Wife Returns

F'reals ya'll. Sorry it has been months and months since my last post, but ya know, life happens. So last post I was trying to get motivated to be healthy again, and to be honest it has taken THIS LONG for it to kick in. Summer is so much easier to be healthy! When it's 90 degrees outside a salad is 1,000 times more tempting than say, mac n cheese. However, when it's 40 degrees outside....mama wants that gooey awesomeness. That being said, I have now moved into the healthy portion of the year, before I start hoarding fat like a bear about to hibernate in November again.

 Recap of the last few months: For my Birthday, I decided to put together a "Relay For Life" team, and walk to support the American Cancer Society. With the help of Matt's amazing family, we successfully completed the Relay! They called it early after a massive thunderstorm hit the relay around 5:00am, but Team Leddy never stopped walking until the Organizers officially called it quits. It was a rewarding and uplifting experience, and I loved every minute of it!  I literally could not walk the next day without pushing a chair from the kitchen table around in front of me like a walker. I was covered in icy hot, ice packs, and pushing a walker...welcome to your future Matt!  Even with the pain, sopping wet walking, and not sleeping a wink, It. Was. Awesome...

Last weekend, Matt and I were able to escape for a few days to Provincetown, MA (the tip of Cape Cod), and just enjoy the incredible weather and some ice cream cones. Although I did have a few meetings for a theater festival I work on up there, we were able to squeeze in some happy married time. Which included Matt showing off his ability to catch crabs!

 Today: I (officially) started the "Couch to 5K" program today (henceforth known as C25K in the blog). It was good, I breezed through day 1 of the program and was really impressed with myself, until the workout was over and I realized I was 2 miles from my house and needed to get back....so instead of just doing the C25K, I tacked on an extra 2 miles of walking for good measure....or because I always forget the part of running outside where I am supposed to get home. All in all it was a great afternoon run/walk in the sun. I didn't hate it...so I guess that is already better than when I usually work out. I have the alarm set for my run tomorrow, for which my reward is strawberry picking! I used to reward myself with a chocolate french fry shake, but I suppose picking fruit is just as good. I've discovered how much I LOVE picking stuff! I mean fruits and vegetables. Casa de Leddy has a garden that is in full production. We are currently eating fresh kale, radishes, and lettuce from the garden, along with tons of herbs (mojitos every night YA'LL). Our broccoli plants are starting to make BROCCOLI! I am addicting to our garden. I like to sit in my lawn chair next to it and just chill with the plants...that's normal and not sad/bizarre behavior right?

After having such goodies, I simply must put a pic of our all local(ish) dinner tonight...YUM:

Greenhouse grown heirloom tomatos from a local farm, lettuce from our garden, rosemary boule bread from Seven Stars bakery in Providence, Vermont Bacon, and Matt's homemade garlic aioli = the most incredible BLT in the history of BLT's.   We ate them on the porch, listening to Mumford & Sons, phone-less.  It was perfect.

On the agenda tomorrow: C25K training Day 2, Picking Stuff, and making Kale and Avocado Salad.  Pics and recipe to follow if it doesn't suck.

xoxo.

Back in The Saddle Again

Howdy Yall,
So after that awful blog post and, admittedly not doing anything about it, THIS WEEK I started living my healthy life again. I worked out 4 days this week, for over 45 minutes per trip! It was awesome to get back into the swing although my calves and hind-quarters tend to disagree...which is why I am drinking a glass of wine and blogging tonight. Every bite of food has gone into my food journel and am down 6 pounds from my fat sad gross weigh in last blog post!

I know it is just a beginning, and I know that I am counting down the hours until cheat night (tomorrow for Super Bowl), but I also know these changes have to be something I make a part of my everyday life. I can do this. I can do every sweaty, jiggly, panting, red faced minute on that treadmill...I can learn to love bananas and non adorned oatmeal....I think?

Speaking of Super Bowl. My husband (THE CHEF) made step 2 of his 5 step chicken wings today, much to my horror. He's making fancy chicken wings. I came home from work to a delightful smell....DE-LIGHTFUL. He pulls the delightful smelling wings out of the oven and they are floating in a liquid. A goopy yellowish liquid. A DUCK FAT liquid. Step 2. Wings in FAT.

So I ask, "Honey what are the other steps?" In case you were wondering.....

Step 1: Wings in Salt for over 24 hours. Step 2: Wings in Fat. Step 3: Wings in beer batter. Step 4. WIngs in deep fryer. Step 5: Wings in homemade hot sauce (which is mostly BUTTER, did you know that!) Which of course is followed by the optional Step 6: Wings covered in Ranch.

HOLY SHIT no wonder I'm fat. But I know one thing....those wings are going to be GOOD.

Also on his menu? Homemade pimento cheese dip, pimento cheese stuffed jalepeno poppers, and pulled pork nachos (with home made chips!)...yes you can continue drooling and be incredibly envious of me stuffing my face tomorrow, considering we are Super Bowling with the entire kitchen staff of the restaurant...I've never been more excited for a pot luck dinner in my life. And then I will spend the entire week eating healthy shit like arugala and whole wheat and yogurt to counter the gluttony that will be my day tomorrow. I can't wait...I love cheat day. I mean LOVE IT.

For now, I will drink my wine, eat a salad and countdown until food...uh I mean GAME TIME!

I hope you all have a safe and happy Super Sunday, GO PATS!

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The amount of apprehension and anxiety about returning to the blog after the last month is incredible. Trying to figure out how to still have a voice after the wind is knocked out of you is a daunting task, one that I have been putting off and putting off. We lost an incredible member of our family in December, someone who welcomed me into the Leddy clan with open arms and a big smile. Matt's father, who came to the wedding after surgery and radiation for brain cancer...well, we miss him.

Being the newest member of an incredible family during a time that is painful and sad...it could never be described without sounding (or feeling) incredibly selfish. I tried to. Deleted it (it sounded so stupid and selfish). I'll just leave it at that.

I feel like in order to get back on track I have to admit something, out loud, to the world out there. With all this sadness and anxiety, I have eaten my discomfort and gained a ton of weight (in a month). I'm the heaviest I have ever been. I see pictures of myself and I can't believe it. I'm finally getting real about this...I'm overweight. I'm fat. No jokes. Just putting it out there. And I need to work on it.

***It has taken me several hours to write this. And even longer to work up the balls to post.