I made a new friend.
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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shark vs the universe
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Jules of Nature
Misplaced Lens Cap
Game of Thrones Daily
One Nice Bug Per Day
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izzy's playlists!
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@crystalfindsherstrength
I made a new friend.
It is time
It's time I bid Tumblr adieu. I hardly ever post here. I used to read daily and then it's trickled to a slow. I have an Instagram account that I am pretty fond of and keep up there more than I ever did here. If you wish to keep following along with me on this crazy journey of motherhood, marriage, training for a full marathon kind of life, you can find me at Crystalmarietommie on Instagram. It's been a good run.
Morning adventures with my favorite little dude.
Dog people! I need help
Over the last two weeks, McGruff has taken to freaking out in the backyard while we were gone. She completely broke the side fence to get out on multiple occasions. We have fixed it beyond her capabilities of breaking again to get out. Today when we got home, she was in the front yard. How? No fucking clue. We think she's running and jumping the fence. She hadn't dug a hole or broken her way out. She was outside while we were eating dinner and next thing I knew she was in the front again. Any advice on how to get her over the anxiety she's having and how do we keep her in the backyard during the day? She gets nightly walks and I've started working on training her to do more tricks to try and keep her thinking. She's a German Shepard. I know she's a working dog but I don't know what else to do. Help please.
I want to be
One of the runblrs who has a train plan and sticks to it then posts the results. Stay tuned for Tuesday. I've got goals and you'll be front row to see them start to come to fruition.
Ready..Set..Go….
Harry Potter and the chamber of assholes
Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Asshole.
Big Trouble in Little Asshole
Assholes of the Sun.
Assholeland
Asshole on Fire
James and the giant asshole
Star Wars: Rogue Asshole
Rosemary’s Asshole
The Princess Asshole
Robin Hood: Prince of assholes.
Robin Hood:MEN in Assholes
An Asshole and a Gentleman.
Avengers: Asshole of Ultron.
Deep Asshole
All the usual assholes.
Silence of the assholes
Saving Private Asshole.
We Were Assholes Once.
Monty Python and the Holy Asshole
Passion of the Asshole
Jurassic asshole
The Hobbit: An Unexpected Asshole.
Schindlers Asshole
Blazing Assholes
Grumpy Old Assholes
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Asshole
A Christmas Asshole
My Cousin Asshole
Assholes of the Caribbean: Assholes Tell No Tales
All the President’s Assholes
Asshole Redemption
The Asshole King
For the first time in a long time I woke up feeling happy. I give running last night the credit. Maybe it could also be attributed to eating well and the higher dose of Zoloft but I think it's the running. My heart and soul are happier today then they have been in a long time.
I got out and went for a little run for the first time in a long time. I decided that I AM a runner and to stop making excuses to not run. It makes my heart happy to run. Even though I've lost all of my fitness; I am starting to rebuild it. Today is day one of my training plan to run a 5k non-stop in July. #fftfl #iamarunner #mycoachlarry #mcl
So remember that one full marathon I registered for..
A year ago... The one I haven't trained enough for? Yeah that one. Then I made the decision to drop to the half? Yeah that one. Yeah training didn't happen. It's the first weekend in June. I made the smart decision to drop to the 5k. I am really disappointed in myself but I can't change what I didn't do but I can take action moving forward. And that what I'm going to do. With my coach's help, I have a new race schedule that is very conservative and doable. July 16 I have a 5k. My goal is to run it nonstop. I don't care about my pace. I just need to run it. September there's a 10k. I'll run that. November I have a half. Which I will run. If that run goes well (at or under 3 hours) I will roll that into training for a full in March. I have the massive goal of not becoming diabetic. My eating has been on point this week. I weigh in tomorrow. Now I just need to add in exercise. Running makes my soul happy. So that's what I'll do. At some point soon, I'll add weight training in.
Someone is really into The Simpsons.
Prediabetic
Words I never thought I would hear in relation to my body. I can't have the surgery yet due to the requirements of going to a nutritionist once a week for six months. The class starts at 6pm. I get off work at 6pm. Since I'm still super new in my position, I'm not going to ask to leave early. But! I have a plan and I am determined to make it work. Increase veggies Decrease grains Increase moving my body Decrease sugar intake. Track everything I eat. If I bite it, I write it. Doc wants me back in three months to recheck the sugar levels with me following this plan. At that appointment I will have lowered the stupid scary sugar levels.
A weekend in pictures. Ren Faire in which a little girl from the Queen's parade gave me a flower. Wearing my babe while watching one if the shows. Little dude couldn't hang for dinner and #momlife ate one handed so little one could sleep. Flowers from husband and little dude. They made me chocolate chip pancakes with the perfect amount of chocolate chips in them to not over power. A++ weekend. Husband is smoking us some tri-tip and potatoes for dinner.
A weekend in pictures. Ren Faire in which a little girl from the Queen's parade gave me a flower. Wearing my babe while watching one if the shows. Little dude couldn't hang for dinner and #momlife ate one handed so little one could sleep. Flowers from husband and little dude. They made me chocolate chip pancakes with the perfect amount of chocolate chips in them to not over power. A++ weekend. Husband is smoking us some tri-tip and potatoes for dinner.
Meds have been increased. I'm being sent to a nutritionist. From there we will go according to their plan and revisit in three months of me following their meal plan.
This is the face of a lady who has to tell her doctor that the PPD meds aren't strong enough and I need to have them increased. This is also the face of a lady who is going to bring up the topic of weight loss surgery for the first time. I feel like a failure.
We clean up well.
Sleep
So Griffen hasn't slept through the night. Ever. Putting him down for naps and bedtimeis horrendous. Fights, tears, struggle cuddles. Please lay down Griffen. Oh. You need boob again? Please don't bite me. Ok boobie going away. Tears. That's what happens when you bite mom mom. Tears. How on Earth do I teach him to fall asleep on his own?! I need sleep. He needs sleep. I need help. I feel like I'm drowning.