Thursday, January 28th, 2010
So after 2 days of pretty much coming home from work and going straight to bed, I managed to stay awake tonight.
And tonight Craig and I decided to throw around the medicine ball. For fun.
And it really was. It’s clumsy and awkward to sit across from each other on the floor and heave that 8-pound ball back and forth. Sometimes overhead, sometimes shot-put style, sometimes flung straight out from the chest.
It only takes one toss before you start laughing. Anticipating the next catch as the ball comes hurtling towards you. Laughing as you have to put tremendous effort into flinging the ball away from your body and watching as it only travels about 6 feet in front of you.
After a few tosses, suddenly you’re getting quite warm and you shed your hat and sweater and feel nice and heated. And content. As much as the medicine ball is a bloody great arm workout, it’s ten times better for the abs. Both in using the muscles to throw, and from laughing giddily.
Before you know it, you can’t manage to toss or catch the ball one more time. You’re completely toast. And it feels great.
It made my day hanging out with Craig and delighting in something so simple. I’m still smiling.
Wednesday, January 27th, 2010
I can tell that winter has engulfed me this week, because all I want to do is hibernate. And well, I guess I kind of have been. It’s a total mental and physical desire that creeps over me around this time of year.
I say all this because I’m having one of those days where I’m getting bombarded from all sides from folks and life tasks that just seem to suck the energy out of me. And somehow I’m letting myself deflate, because I just don’t feel like fighting back.
Some days I think I’m being taken advantage of, that I’m just a tumbleweed blowing around. It’s days like this when I don’t want to talk to anyone anymore. I don’t want anyone looking at me. I just want to go away into the woods and hibernate.
Or more realistically—go find my bed and make a blanket cave. Last night I came home from work and went straight to bed. At 6:45 p.m. There just didn’t seem to be any point in staying up. I’d rather be warm and cozy and asleep. I didn’t try to keep myself up one bit. It worked because I fell asleep right away and it was really peaceful.
I think the root of this hibernation comes down to the depressing-ness of winter. When I can’t get out to play in the sunshine after work and go for a long, leisurely run. When I whip from the car to the grocery store during my lunch break, bracing for the wind and artic chill. When getting home from work means entering an icy cold house.
It all starts to drain my passion. And while I don’t want that to happen, I’m exhausted from trying to be conscientious. Sometimes I’d rather just be unconscious.
Monday, January 25th, 2010
Well, it’s the last week of January. 2010 is now in full-swing.
I’m actually rather surprised at how fast the month has gone. Time seems to pass all too quickly for me lately, and I struggle to remain fully present and enjoy the moment. I’m constantly learning and re-adjusting to use my time more wisely. I want to be productive, but also carve out more spaces for myself to just relax and BE. Some days are much easier than others.
I’m doing the best that I can to put up with the long winter. It’s not nearly over yet. But yesterday was a warmer day—the temp hovered at about 40°F, so I took advantage of it and ran outside. Running outdoors in winter is a unique challenge. Unless I want to run on trails, the roads near where I live are pretty dangerous. The sidewalks aren’t clear, and the roads are narrower because of the snow. It’s icy and wet, and I have to extra-rely on cars to watch out for me. There’s always some prick who thinks it’s justified to honk at me as they drive by, and this tends to increase in winter.
Yes! I get it! I’m the idiot out running in the cold and you have to alert me to your presence. Please don’t. If you have any love in your heart for runners or walkers or anyone braving the streets, DO NOT honk at them. It’s totally disconcerting and it scares the crap out of me as I’m trying to maintain my already awkward running rhythm, dodging ice drifts and puddles. No need to honk.
Glad I ran. I did a slow and steady 5 miles and yet managed to get a pretty sweet runner’s high by the end. Or it might have been low blood sugar, but I’ll take my high where I can get it.
So as I finish up January, my goal is to keep on running. And relaxing. And taking it all in one moment at a time. Here’s my pic to start the week for you: these are crocheted snowmen that my mom made waaaaay back when I was a little girl.
My sisters and I used to play with them and rearrange them and position them all over the family room. Somehow I have inherited them, and they now grace my fireplace mantle. Seeing them makes me smile.
Winter doesn’t have to be all bad, right?
Friday, January 22nd, 2010
I am a bargain hunter. I think we all try to be when we can, no? Sometimes I can go weeks without finding a good deal when I shop. And sometimes there’s a bounty.
Yesterday I scored big at Big Lots. I know, I know… Big Lots.
Do you have one of those near where you live? Have you ever gone in there? It’s a bit like stepping into a carnival sometimes. You’re not quite sure if the rides are safe, but it can be oh soooo fun if you like to browse. If you haven’t been to Big Lots lately, give it a try. There are steals to be found if you time your trip just right.
Big Lots can have great deals on organic foods. I’ve gotten fantastic deals on organic lemonade, juice boxes, crackers, granola bars, coffee, tea, cereal, hand lotion, soaps, cosmetics, tortilla chips… the list goes on! And the good brands, not the wonky knock-offs: Kiss My Face, Annie’s, Nature’s Path, Physician’s Formula, R.W. Knudsen, Nature’s Gate, Clif Kids, Yogi, etc.
So what did I find yesterday? Organic kosher dill pickles (365 Whole Foods) for $1 for a 24 oz. jar. And Muir Glen organic split pea soup for $1.30 a can. And Muir Glen chef inspirations pasta sauce for $1.30 for a 25.5 oz. jar. Wahoooo!
Now the thing with Big Lots is that you have to check the expiration dates… sometimes what you buy is about to expire real quick. But these finds are all good until September 2010. Not too shabby for a fun lunch hour poke-around.