The Curious Case of the Standard Chihuahua: Spilling over tea/coffee February 2018

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Somehow it seems as though mostly what I’m sharing is senior moments (not really — but it feels that way!). And a long discourse on chihuahuas that I totally understand if you skip it.

Confessions of a Mother Runner

Pull up chair and mug with Coco and Deborah and me for the ultimate coffee tea date.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I came downstairs with the purpose of reading and commenting on some blogs and to start this post, with a few ideas of what I wanted to say in mind.

Except then I sat down to write and had no clue whatsoever what I meant to write about . . . I’m pretty sure I’m not the only person that happens to — right? Right???


If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you oh yea, this is what I meant to tell you: I had Lola at the vet (normal appointment) and there was a new assistant? vet? shadowing. She seemed extremely knowledgeable. She asked a lot of penetrating questions. She was able to guess Lola’s age exactly — most people see a chihuahua and think “puuuuuuuppy”, no matter how old they are.

Turns out this woman has had many chihuahuas.

She lost me when she claimed that Lola was a standard chi. Say what? I like to research things. And I definitely researched chis before we decided to get a dog — I really wanted a Papillon, but they’re not easy to find in rescues, and a long haired chi is just a Papillon by another name, right? We are often asked if she’s a Papillon.

So anyway, there are long haired and short haired chihuahuas. End of story. Teacup, while “cute”, is not really a breed — it’s the runt of the litter, and they often have quite a few health problems. And oh yeah, the breed standard is 4-6 lbs. Lola ranges from 9-11 lbs.

Seriously, keeping weight on that dog has always been a struggle, and she has a fantastic appetite. But this woman insisted there were teacup chihuahuas and standard chihuahuas, and that Lola was obviously a standard chihuahua and a purebred (which she supposedly was, but no, chis aren’t that big and they don’t have the really long back Lola has, which is why she has back problems).

Both Mr. Judy and I poked around on the Internet after that and neither one of us could find any evidence to support this woman’s claims. Very odd. Maybe I shoud have put this last because I can feel your eyes glazing over now that I’ve gone on & on.

Oh well, it’s what I’d tell you if we were enjoying a cup of tea!

Now my news device; cut the cord on tv news


If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that I downloaded the NPR app. Which is pretty funny, because I never listen to NPR. For years I’ve taped the Today Show & watched it when I had the time, but the truth is I get sucked into it and it’s really a talk show. For almost 3 hours.

Granted, like all my shows, I fast forward through the commercials, and like the Olympics, I fast forward through stuff I don’t like. I can get through those 4 hours in less than 2. For now, though, I’m going cold turkey.

I think I’ll continue to tape it because when I do end up on the treadmill, that’s what I like to watch.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that 2 massages in one month was heavenly. And I have one last one to use up within the next 3 weeks — I bought a package of 6 last year, but was too busy to use it for a while.

I don’t think I’ve ever had so many massages so close together.

Told ya Winter ain’t over!

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I’d tell you that I totally get the winter bashing, and this winter weather has definitely been crazy, but here’s the thing: it definitely wasn’t our worst winter (YWMV = your winter may vary). In fact, I lost track of the amount of times the snow melted away (but always seemed to come back). Which is much better than having snow on the ground continuously from December to April.

If you’ve never lived in an area where it snows, that snow on the ground acts like an AC unit — pumping out coldness. It makes it feel much colder than it actually is.

Would I rather be in TX for the winter? You betcha. But it won’t go down as the worst winter ever — at least, if March behaves itself (ahem, March, you’re starting off on the wrong foot or coming in like a lion, pick your metaphor). And I just saw leaves budding on a tree on my dogwalk Thursday. It may not be right around the corner from us, but it is coming.

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Green smoothie?

What news apps do you like?

Are those senior moments multiplying?

Do your trees already have leaves?

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Today I am also  joining up with the  Friday Five 2.0  from Fairytales & Fitness and Rachel @ Running on Happy.

Powering through Winter: Spilling over tea/coffee February 2018

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It’s a good thing February is the shortest month of the year, because it is often the worst month of winter. I know this, because my birthday is in February. In fact, that’s the first thing I’d tell you this month over a nice cuppa green tea. Or maybe some ginger tumeric. Or hisbiscus . . .

Confessions of a Mother Runner

Pull up chair and mug with Coco and Deborah and me for the ultimate coffee tea date.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that people keep saying that the worst of winter is over. I get it — the days are getting longer, so it feels that way. But it’s a trap. Because having been born in February, in a snowstorm, by the way, almost in the car — I know that we usually get hard hit during February. And sometimes March, too.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you how can it be that I’m not working, I’m not training for anything — in fact, my first longer race isn’t until July, for God’s sake. And yet I’m busy! All those retired people that join groups because they’re bored at home? I don’t understand. Maybe I need to send them Bandit. And Gizmo. There aren’t enough hours in the day — still!

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If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I absolutely recommend Laura @ Mommyrunfast’s Fit & Fueled Nutrition course. I learned a lot and have a lot of new ideas to play around with when it comes to running and nutrition.

If you’ve ever wondered how to eat before or after (or during a run), how much sugar to eat, whether or not you should be running fasted . . . Laura will give you the lowdown on that and so much more. The next course will start in March.

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If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that I finally decided to do something I’ve been thinking about for years: go further. No, not a marathon. This week I signed up for the 1812 Challenge — an 18.12 mile race.

Of course it’s scary. It’s new. Anything new is scary. There’s a time limit and it’s summer — I don’t play well with heat and humidity but I managed a PR in NOLA where it was definitely quite hot and humid. I’m not looking to make any records here; I just want to finish within the time limit. And of course it’s an automatic PR anyway. Plus I have Coach Rachel @ Runningonhappy to guide me so I don’t have to worry too much.

I’ve wondered for so long what it’s like to run more than 13.1, but on my own? Just ain’t gonna happen. So why not (hopefully) earn a little bling too?

 

What isn’t Skirtsports good for?

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell I am proud and excited to be representing Skirtsports as an #skirtsportsambassador again this year. Hiking, running, traveling, eating . . . there’s a skirt for that. Or shorts or tights or capris, if that’s your thing.

 

But Skirtsports is so much more than cute activewear. It’s a company that gives back with its Running Start program and empowers women of all shapes and sizes with its #realwomenmove campaign.

And yes, the skirts are awesome too!

Use Code 522CRJ for 15% off regularly priced items

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Green smoothie?

Do you think about longer races?

Have you ever considered a nutrition course or consulting with a dietitian?

Are you looking forward to Spring or enjoying Winter?

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Today I am also  joining up with the  Friday Five 2.0  from Fairytales & Fitness and Rachel @ Running on Happy.

 

Just hibernating: Spilling over tea/coffee January 2018

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Hibernating would be great if I were living off my fat like a bear does. Except the only thing that really is hibernating is my activity — unlike a bear, I’m still eating. I try to be more mindful and make better choices knowing that I’m not moving as much, but, as they say, #thestruggleisreal.

Confessions of a Mother Runner

Pull up chair and mug with Coco and Deborah and me for the ultimate coffee tea date.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that knowing that my first half (as of this writing) isn’t until the end of July kind of makes me want to find a spring half. I mean, that’s half a year away!

On the other hand, I’m kind of enjoying the fact that there’s no pressure to get in my runs. I’ll do them on the treadmill, since I don’t have to worry about racing in this godawful weather. And I’m sure my body is appreciating some downtime after 18 months of hard training.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that my body might be enjoying that downtime a little too much. As in there really hasn’t been a whole lot of activity lately. Not even dogwalks, as you may have noticed. With temps well below freezing and ice and snow still clinging to the roads, I don’t think we’d be walking very long.

Bandit thinks he wants to walk. He sees me suiting up to go get the mail or take out the trash, and he gets all excited. Wouldn’t you love to be a dog, and just be able to live in the moment?

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There’s only so much of this I can take!

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that at some point I am sure I will not be able to take any more treadmill running. And I will have to brave the cold. Because it seriously doesn’t look to be warming up any time in this century (just slightly tongue in cheek there).

Think you’ve got enough dogbeds, Bandit?

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that Bandit is almost a regular dog now. Almost. While we still struggle with some inappetance (usually only in the morning), he is all about the treats now. And man, when I make turkey, he most definitely wants that, too. Not to mention he is now cleaning the kitchen floor on a regular basis (which has its pluses and its minuses).

On the other hand, when we picked him up from the pet sitter on our way back from NYC, we were trying to get Lola’s coat on in the dark. Mr. Judy used his phone as a flashlight, which apparently was shining directly into Bandit’s eyes, and he growled at Mr. Judy.

As I said to my SIL, he’s damaged. We’ve done our best to help heal a lot of that damage, but I don’t think it can ever be completely healed.

You missed this one if you don’t follow me on IG. Would you want to exercise if even the fountains are frozen?

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I finally realized why I struggle so with my weight during the winter. It’s not about my eating; it’s about my activity. I’m just not as active. Sure, I’m still active, but there are many days I can’t walk the dogs, or can’t walk them long due to the temperatures. There are too many times I put off exercising because I don’t want to change, or don’t want to change afterwards because I have to layer up to go outside.

Some of my slothfulness lately has just been about not feeling well and taking it easy until I do feel well (I felt good, then I didn’t, then I did . . .).

So realizing that, what’s a poor frozen northeaster to do? Good question.

Ok, that’s off my chest . . . for now.

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Green smoothie?

Do you struggle with weight and activity in the winter?

Do you have a lot of races scheduled?

Have you ever thought about where you’d like to retire to?

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Today I am also  joining up with the  Friday Five 2.0  from Fairytales & Fitness and Rachel @ Running on Happy.

 

Let sleeping dogs lie . . . : Spilling over tea/coffee December 2017

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. . . sort of

Our weather — as usual — has been rather schizoid recently. Mostly cold — like February cold — and most days there is a lot of tea consumed in my house. But sometimes it’s a green smoothie — not often enough once the mercury dips, but you’ll have to read on to find out more about that.

Confessions of a Mother Runner

Pull up chair and mug with Coco and Deborah and me for the ultimate coffee tea date.

It was on him when he went to bed . . . 

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that Bandit is still sleeping in bed with us. Lola sleeps curled up between us, Bandit starts curled up next to me, occasionally between my legs, but at some point during the night he burrows way down towards the foot of the bed. Mr. Judy really likes having him down there when his feet are cold. He isn’t velcroed to me all night the way Chester used to be — which isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

When Mr.Judy was away for the weekend, I just left the dogs in the bedroom when I got up, and they both just stayed there until I came and got them.

When Mr. Judy is home, when I get up, about an hour later Bandit will get up and off the bed (which is still before Mr. Judy’s alarm).

We solved that by my simply taking him out with me when I got up a few times. And now he seems to understand that when I get up, it’s time for him to change beds (he just goes to his bed on the couch and curls up and goes back to sleep).

Oh, and that photo above? Bandit houdini’d his way out of his collar one night.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you last month I was bemoaning the demise of yet another personal blender. The next one finally arrived. I’d read that the ones ordered via Amazon don’t last as long as the ones ordered directly via the company, so I ordered from the company. It seemed to take forever (about 10 days, maybe a bit longer) to arrive.

So far, so good. I’ve used it for salad dressings, for smoothies, to grind nuts . . . we’ll just see how long it actually lasts. It’s from Tribest, in case you were wondering, and you can get one here (not an affiliate link).

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you my mom never misses an opportunity to tell us how unhappy she is where she is living: a senior living community where they have their own apartment, not assisted living. She knows that there also aren’t any better options for them, since they can no longer drive and private care for both is prohibitively expensive. They have made new friends there . . . but it’s not home and it never will be.

As I was ruminating on that this week, the idea came to me to ask her what would make it better. If she has no suggestions, I can still listen to her and empathize, but I can also let it go, knowing we’ve done the best we could.

And speaking of home, the sale of their home fell through on the stupidest thing. Their neighbor built a shed about 10 years ago. Partially on my parents’ lot, as it turns out. He claims he had it surveyed and that it was on his land, but no, it wasn’t, and he basically wasn’t willing to do the right thing and move and/or demolish the damn thing. Actually, he was happy to have my parents pay to have it moved, but then dragged his feet until the buyers backed out. Over a shed!

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I’m very glad Thanksgiving is over. Ultimately it was an enjoyable day, and my parents are always happy to escape the “asylum”, but now it’s time to relax a bit for a while.

Sort of, anyway. There’s still a potluck I’m hosting next week and my parents’ 70th anniversary party which takes place in the middle of the week, which was the date my brother chose, and now he may not even be able to come due to work . . . but still, neither of these things is the slog that Thanksgiving was!

I am always happy this time of year to watch the goys (that would be anyone not Jewish) scurry around while I relax.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .

Maybe my green smoothies just need more chocolate


I’d tell you it took about four days before I got back to fairly normal eating after Thanksgiving. I didn’t stuff myself, but I also enjoyed my meal . . . and kept enjoying it with those little mindless BLTs (bites, licks, and tastes) for days afterwards. Thankfully the damage wasn’t too bad when I got back to a Weight Watchers meeting.

I also finally got back to making the occasional smoothie this week. I don’t really crave smoothies when it’s cold outside, but I actually have found that having smoothies on a fairly regular basis is really beneficial to me. And even when it’s cold, once I make my smoothie, I enjoy it. It’s kind of like getting out for a run on a gray, cold day — it can take me a while to talk myself into it, but I always feel better when I actually do it!

Ok, that’s off my chest . . . for now.

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Green smoothie?

Smoothies in the winter — yay or nay?

Are you still enjoying those Thanksgiving leftovers?

Are you streaking (me, no, never, no thanks, it’s enough work getting out the door for scheduled runs)?

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Today I am also  joining up with the  Friday Five 2.0  from Fairytales & Fitness and Rachel @ Running on Happy.

Another one bites the dust: Spilling over tea/coffee November 2017

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You’ll have to keep reading to see what I killed this time. No, it wasn’t a furkid or Mr. Judy, although there have definitely been a few times when all of them have tempted me . . .

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Gizmo’s very sweet; he can also be super annoying!
Confessions of a Mother Runner

Pull up chair and mug with Coco and Deborah and me for the ultimate coffee tea date.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that while Bandit was a pain during our anniversary getaway, he’s been doing fairly well at home (except for the whole food boycott thing) and we have started to let him sleep in the bed.

Now we’re just trying to figure out logistics: as in, sometimes Mr. Judy lets him out of the bedroom, but not outside, while I’m making my breakfast — and can’t really let him out right then. Or that he doesn’t seem to be able to go as long overnight as Lola can, which is odd, considering she’s almost half his size. What is it about boy dogs?

And are booking another getaway to hopefully make up for the very unsatisfactory anniversary getaway. This time without the dogs. Although the weekend before Thanksgiving. Which is, of course, at my house. I see a lot of baking during the week in my future.

 

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I still have pretty much no clue what halfs/states I’m doing in 2018. I mean, I get it: it’s November of 2017, for crying out loud. But I feel sort of at loose ends without a goal race on the horizon.

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I’ve enjoyed running, walking, and hiking all over the country in 2017

On the other hand, it’s also nice to not have to run. To get in more yoga, more cross training. I’d like to say more hiking, too, but with the shorter, colder days, I suspect my hiking days have just about come to a close for 2017. I am grateful that my trip to Utah rekindled my love affair with hiking!

You never know the places running will take you, literally and figuratively.

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Ended my halfs on a high note

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d say that I want to say a big thank you to Coach Rachel @ Runningonhappy. Would I have had as great a running year without her? We’ll never know, of course, but I’m so glad that I decided to work with her. Here’s to an even better 2018.

Who knew I could take another 4 minutes off my half marathon PR — when that PR was an 8 minute PR? I’m pretty sure Coach Rachel did, but I sure didn’t.

Although seriously, when it comes to running, this was truly the best year of my running career, and some of the races that are in the “running” for 2018 will be challenging and unlikely to be PRs. But I’m always up for a challenge — well, sort of.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I killed another one, as the title says. Magic Bullet-type blender, that is. There was the original Magic Bullet, which died, and then several years later came back, only to die in another year or so.

Luckily I happened to have a different one waiting in the wings. It was a final sale, so not returnable. Only I never really liked that particular one. I made sure to not work it too hard, because the little ones aren’t quite as strong as my Vitamix, but my Vitamix doesn’t always do a great job on small amounts — so I use both the Vitamix and a personal blender all the time.

Except that this one died, too. I have a new one coming . . . we’ll see how long it takes me to kill this one.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that I try not to be a Debbie Downer, but sometimes I feel as though I am. So when I sat down to write this post I tried to think of positive stuff.

I’m sticking in one rant though: I’m so tired of people who just seem to target my little Honda Civic. It’s like I’m not even there. Like the guy sitting in the right turn only lane that literally tried to drive right through my car because he decided he didn’t want to turn right after all and obviously I could read his mind and was just going to let him go in front of me (or through me, as he seemed to want to do).

How hard is it to turn around, guys?

Ok, that’s off my chest . . . for now.

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Or something else?

Don’t you hate town driving (which is what I mostly do)?

Do you have a personal blender you love? That isn’t easy to kill?

Are you satisfied with 2017 or look for redemption in 2018?

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Today I am also  joining up with the  Friday Five 2.0  from Fairytales & Fitness and Rachel @ Running on Happy.

Start spreading the news: Spilling over tea/coffee October 2017

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As in, NY is done. Mr. Judy has been giving me grief over the fact that I hadn’t yet done NY for ever (I live in NY, if you didn’t know that). I’m so happy that I was able to share it with 9 running friends — some old, some new; a little sad that I couldn’t share it with Mr. Judy, but I’ll bet he’s actually rather happy about that.

Confessions of a Mother Runner

Pull up chair and mug with Coco and Deborah and me for the ultimate coffee tea date.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that I am happy to have all my halfs for 2017 done. It is definitely time for some rest (and somehow my fingers typed race!).

Of course Mr. Judy asked if I was done now. Such a silly question. Well, I’m done with halfs for the year, but that doesn’t mean I stop running completely. But I will be dialing things back.

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Not sure we can pull it off again!
If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I wish I had my 2018 races mapped out. It was kind of sweet knowing when my halfs would be in 2017. I have a few ideas, I have research to do, and I’m waiting to hear back about something, too.

And the Wineglass girls want a repeat performance . . . not necessarily at Wineglass. I think it’s gonna be hard to get 10 women to decide and commit (more, really, a couple had to drop out due to injury).

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I had a chocolate pb cupcake & buckeyes (and “borrowed” the photo above from the Website)
If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d say that, as usual, I indulged my sweet tooth big time during my Wineglass weekend. We found the best bakery — Poppleton Bakery — go there if you’re ever in Corning . . . I bought something to have after the half, only we stopped in after the half, and I may or may not have bought something else . . . but eaten the cupcake too . . . I guess that really ought to have been saved for a runfession!

The hard part is reigning that sweet tooth back in now that I’m back home and basically barely moving — I need a bigger break this time, especially with nothing big on the horizon!

Somehow I managed to not gain any weight. Thank you, lucky weigh-in dress.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that in September our dishwasher broke. Only apparently it didn’t, really. After a week of washing everything by hand and Mr. Judy tinkering with it, then getting out a repair man . . . you guessed it — he couldn’t find anything wrong with it.

Which cost us $100. Thankfully we haven’t had any more problems with it but don’t you just hate when that happens?

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that I don’t think I can top 2017: if you count my trail half (my first trail half, also my slowest half ever), I PR’d every single half. So far I didn’t PR a single shorter race, but then again, I didn’t do many shorter races.

I’m pragmatic — I know that this streak won’t last forever, but I don’t just run for PRs. Of course everyone loves a PR, but it’s not why I run (but it’s why I train hard). So thank you, 2017 and Rachel @ Runningonhappy — it’s been grand!

Not that I’m done with 2017 . . . I am not signed up for any races, but I have a few I’m eyeing. The first up might be a 10k next weekend. A new one to me, but everyone seems to love this one. I think I was always on a racecation at this time in years past . . .

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Or something else?

Every have something break, but not really?

What do you indulge in after a big goal race?

Are you one & done or do you repeat long races?

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Today I am also  joining up with the  Friday Five 2.0  from Fairytales & Fitness and Rachel @ Running on Happy.

Yay for Procrastination!: Spilling over tea/coffee September 2017

b917teaIt’s been a frustrating week — no wait, kind of a frustrating month — and so I have a lot to spill over my cup of tea. And yes, normally I’d link up tomorrow, and I was working on a normal Friday Five post, but it needs a bit more attention and I’d already started on this post so I’m totally ready to spill/vent/rant — but I’m trying to end a good note — no one loves a Debbie Downer!

Confessions of a Mother Runner

Pull up chair and mug with Coco and Deborah and me for the ultimate coffee tea date.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that I can’t figure out how to juggle training for a half marathon with hiking. It just seems like hiking was my tipping point . . . all I know is that when we stopped, I definitely felt better.

But I don’t want to stop! And I also like that it’s a family affair (except for Gizmo). I admire you people who run a long distance race and then go out and hike . . . that’s not me.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you sometimes procrastination works. We got a bill from the chiropractor one day. I was very puzzled, as I pay a co-pay when I’m there. I needed to set up an appointment, and figured I’d ask about it then.

Several days later I got a message that it was their fault. I still need to set up the appointment. And an appointment for a dental for Bandit. I think Lola needs one, too — I actually mentioned that to the vet at her annual, but he didn’t really think she was that bad. She lost a tooth recently.

Gizmo needs an annual, too . . .

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d that I just can’t deal with the frustrations of Bandit lately. Oh, don’t worry, we’re not getting rid of him, but seriously, he’s just become super frustrating. And I know that so many other people are dealing with things that are much, much worse (my thoughts in prayers are with TX, were I spent so many happy years & vacations).

Anyway, getting the damn dog to eat has become such a struggle. It’s just ridiculous. And if I don’t feed him, he throws up because of an empty stomach! Not to mention because of all the tension surrounding mealtime, he is now afraid to even come close to his crate if he even suspects I’m going to try to get him to eat. But he’ll happily go in to get his treats when I go out.

The last straw the other day was when I was trying to just train him with the crate with treats, as a precursor to feeding him. He wouldn’t even take treats. It’s beyond frustrating and time consuming.

Sometimes he does eat. And we won’t even talk about the time and money I’m spending going to the pet food store and getting different foods to tempt him.

Finally this week I said fine, if you only want one meal a day, that’s what you’ll get. And Mr. Judy is serving it to you until you chill out. Hopefully no more vomiting and an all-around happier household.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you on top of the time I’m spending on Bandit (ingrate!), our dishwasher broke last week. So I’ve also been washing everything by hand all week. Between me being home, the animals, and preparing all our meals, I’m spending a lot of time on that, too.

The repair guy comes today. Let’s hope it’s actually more cost efficient to repair it than buy a new washer; it’s only 7 years old.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that I’m gonna try to end on a high note. I got together with friends last night for dinner. Only I was the only one that ate, but I digress . . . both are my usual running buddies but one has been out of running for a while now (we’ll call her running buddy D).

We have spent many miles together and I miss her, so it was great to catch up! The other running buddy (running buddy J) and I still spend some miles together and will be going to Wineglass together (God willing!). After I devoured dinner, running buddy D and I went for a walk in the park. We just walked, and walked, and walked, chatting away . . . I didn’t get my Garmin going but we were walking for quite some time. It was great.

Until she told me a scientist friend told her this year we’re getting another snowmaggedon!

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Or something else?

Do you wash things by hand or use your dishwasher?

How do you fit in other activities than running?

Do you worry when your furkids balk at meals?

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Today I am also  joining up with the  Friday Five 2.0  from Fairytales & Fitness and Rachel @ Running on Happy.

Does the AT Call to You?: Spilling over tea/coffee August 2017

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What are your dreams? What do you long to do, but don’t have the time or money to do? What would it take for you to fulfill your dream?

Hiking the Appalachian Trail is not actually my dream, although I’ll get to that subject in a little bit. I’d love to climb Mount Kilimanjaro or go to Macchu Picchu, though. I want to see Victoria Falls in Africa and go on an African Photo Safari. I want to explore New Zealand and Australia.

Some of my dreams are simpler, though: go to Glacier National Park; visit Whistler and/or Banff, Canada; move somewhere that has hiking close by, but not oodles of traffic or oodles of snow, with plentiful sunshine and good restaurants and grocery stores.

You gotta have dreams, but you also can’t push them off to tomorrow, because no one knows if they’re guaranteed tomorrow. Sorry to go all deep on you!

Confessions of a Mother Runner

Today I am joining up with Coco and Deborah for their ultimate coffee tea date.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that we brought the dogs to my parents’ apartment for the first time last month. The problem with bringing them is that almost the entire apartment has light-colored carpet.

Accidents happen. Sometimes really quickly.

Plus my parents always want to go out when we go to visit them. I’m afraid of the racket the dogs might make if we left them in their apartment. Being summer, I was able to find a dog friendly restaurant where we could eat outside, so they dogs were only in their apartment a short amount of time.

At least this first visit went well. We’ll probably try again next month. Oops, that would be this month.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that sometimes I feel so helpless when it comes to my parents. Their neighbor passed away suddenly recently (in fact, the day after we visited). He was one of the few men there, and he and my Dad really got along well (he is survived by his wife). Then a dear friend of theirs passed away the next day. And one of our old neighbors; my brother and her son were friends growing up.

They’re not super happy about where they’re living, but there’s just no real alternative. There are several similar places close to where we live, but they don’t want to move up here. They don’t like that where they are now is somewhat isolated (even though they take them a lot of places), but there’s just nothing closer to where they lived.

Just yesterday my mom and I were discussing that very topic. And even she said there really was no better solution. So all I can do is listen, sympathize, and visit as often as I can.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I’m fascinated by through hiking the Appalachian trail, or thru hiking the AT as it’s better known. Not that I have any desire to do it, mind you. But I enjoy reading about it (and thinking those people are nuts) — the same about Mt. Everest.

Also zero desire to climb it, but reading about climbing it fascinates me & I’ve read lots of books on that subject.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that while I know that thru hiking the AT is super hard (can’t even imagine hiking 2000 miles and having to camp out much of the time), it almost seems as though today’s thru hikers have it “easy”.

Apparently there are restaurants that will tack up menus on the trail — not a lot, I think, but they are out there — and you can actually order a pizza to be delivered in one spot!

It seems like cheating.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I definitely have my 2018 half schedule on my mind. Not that I have signed up for one, mind you. Just thinking about where I’d like to go and when. I always like having the next half picked out before I finish the present one.

That probably won’t happen this time, but I’m researching. One state we’re thinking about is Idaho, as it’s next to WA and therefore we might be able to drive when we go to visit Mr. Judy’s family.

Anyone ever run a half in Idaho? Every heard of the Scenic Half, by any chance? Any recommendations for Idaho?

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that most summers we pick an older series to watch, one we missed on network tv the first time around. We’ve done Lost and Breaking Bad. We didn’t get around to picking one for this summer, until I stumbled across “Stranger Things”. Luckily that’s a short one!

And then we decided to check out “The Walking Dead” and we were both pretty much immediately hooked. I know, I know, we’re late to the party (which is ironic, as we’re usually literally too early to the party — I arrived at the last party 20 minutes too early, since I’d never been in that area and wanted to make sure to leave time to get lost — which I didn’t). I stayed in my car scrolling through social media. And I don’t usually spend that much time at once on it, but I know as a hostess I wouldn’t be real thrilled with someone showing up that early.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I just don’t seem to be recovering well from my runs lately, and I don’t know why. I’m really not even running that hard. Or that much mileage (which is funny, because I didn’t run much more weekly mileage  training for PCB and I’m just really beginning to get into the meat of training).

So the latest app I downloaded .

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Or something else?

Are you loving any summer tv shows?

Every dream of hiking the AT? Or climbing Everest?

Early, on time, or late to parties?

Where do we go from here?: Spilling over tea/coffee July 2017

 

Nope, we’re not moving. Not yet. Not for quite a few years most likely. But we think about where we want to move to. But first it’s been a long time since there was a Bandit update.

Confessions of a Mother Runner

Today I am joining up with Coco and Deborah for their ultimate coffee tea date.

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They make my feet happy
If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that last month I wrote about how I was looking for cute shoes in TJMaxx and all of the sudden women kept coming up to me and asking me for opinions on their shoes. I didn’t leave with comfortable shoes (although I thought I did).

But as I shared recently (read that post here), I actually have found a few pairs that, although they aren’t killer heels, they’re at least not grandma shoes. And they’re really comfortable — to me, anyway.

Ask and ye shall receive. No doubt Mr. Judy thinks I’m receiving a bit too much.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I try not to be superstitious. But it was right at this time of year last year when I felt I could finally start having some fun, as I no longer had an ailing furkid and had mostly worked my way through my grief of losing Chester.

Man plans and God laughs, as they say. Because believe it or not, it’s Bandit’s adoptiversary in just a couple of days. And that just started a whole snowball chain reaction that was so not fun.

I’m kind of feeling like I’ve at least sort of got my life back, with one or two adjustments. Which is just a little bit scary. But I’m also prepared to believe that it’s time for some good things to happen!

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Someone’s getting mighty comfy
If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I look back at the way we were living last summer and it’s like a bad dream. Every day I had to lock Gizmo into the laundry room to keep him away from Bandit. We had to keep Bandit and Lola separate, even down to taking them outside separately — at one point Bandit would lunge at Lola if he was in the office and I let her out (there is only one door to let them out).

Trying to feed Bandit every day was an adventure (still is some days, but it’s definitely better). There’s no doubt in my mind he was a deeply depressed dog, and he didn’t want to eat in the mornings — sometimes the best I could do was to get him to lick some food off of my fingers.

He often woke us up in the middle of the night, needing to go out (or didn’t wake us up — resulting in a messy early morning cleanup). He had to be gated into the kitchen, or downstairs. He had to be on a leash at all times. We definitely couldn’t walk Bandit and Lola together.

Fast forward a year. He’s no longer gated anywhere, although I still do crate him when I go out — but I leave him free in the house when I drop him off after running with him (as I finish up my run).

We not only walk the dogs together, we walk them on a double leash. He has seen (but not been examined by) the vet he bit; no signs of aggression and the vet was impressed.

There’s the occasional middle of the night outing, but that’s very rare. Bandit has become very food motivated, but he still sometimes isn’t very interested in food in the mornings.

I don’t think he really has any command down pat yet, but Bandit has gone from a dog with almost no training to a dog that semi-knows sit, come, stay, stop, down, wait, leave it, drop it, sit up. And he runs with me sometimes.

He still gets extremely anxious when I go out, which is another reason why he’s still crated when I’m out. It’s to the point that maybe he doesn’t need to be crated at night, but he is crated when he’s boarded, so I want him to remain comfortable with it. And I’m not sure I’m really ready for 2 dogs back in bed yet. It’s amazing how just one little dog can take over almost the entire bed.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you Mr. Judy and I discussed the whole Bandit/bed situation last night, and came to the conclusion we both agree we don’t want him sleeping in bed with us — yet, anyway — but it would be okay if he was allowed on the bed.

And we invited him up. And man, that tail was whipping back and forth he was so happy. If you follow me on Instagram, I posted a little video of that wagging tail not so long ago.

Of course until we asked him to get back off as I was going to sleep.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I have been bit by the hiking bug. Bad. Unfortunately most of the nice local hikes are at least a 30 minute drive away, often much longer. The great thing about hiking, on the other hand, is that other than gas for your car, it doesn’t cost much (if anything).

One of these years Mr. Judy will retire. And at some point, we will move. We’re not sure where. I know that I’d love to find a ranch house (as in one floor, not an actual ranch) that is close to trails to hike or run.

I also know I’d like to have a Whole Foods, a Trader Joes, and hopefully other good grocery stores close by. I can deal with some snow, but not the eternal grayness we suffer with up here in the northeast (don’t think you have a corner on it, Seattle!). I also don’t want a very humid summer.

I don’t ask for much, do I?

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Hope to do some exploring one day this long weekend

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that I hope that everyone in the US (or outside the US, for that fact) celebrating the fourth has a happy and peaceful holiday. We have no big plans. I do hope that we go on a hike if the weather cooperates . . .

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Or something else?

Will you move when you retire? If yes, where to?

Long hot summer or long cold winter?

Favorite activity other than running?

Searching for cute shoes: Spilling over tea/coffee June 2017

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Cute and comfortable — is that really too much to ask for?

Confessions of a Mother Runner

Today I am joining up with Coco and Deborah for their ultimate coffee tea date.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that there I was in TJMaxx last week, browsing through shoes (like I really need more shoes), when one woman came up to me and asked me about the shoes she was trying on. Did I like them?

I told her they were nice, but nothing special, and she agreed and put them back.

Then another women came up to me and asked me which pattern on a shoe I liked. We agreed on the snakeskin pattern.

There was a time I really wanted to be a stylist. I still think it would be fun. I enjoy fashion and I enjoy shopping. What could be better than making money doing it?

Although I once pursued my dream job, got it, and burned out on it.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I know it was nice that the women agreed with me. My MIL has an annoying habit of asking me questions and then just doing the opposite of whatever I answer. Which is why most of the time I don’t give her my opinion. My MIL does have many good qualities, but this is one of her quirks that really drives me nuts.

Case in point: when we were visiting, she was making some fried rice. She couldn’t remember whether to fry the eggs before or at the end. I told her it’s the last thing you put in — so the eggs don’t get rubbery.

Of course she immediately said no, and proceeded to scramble the eggs first. I felt somewhat vindicated when I came home, made my own fried rice, and indeed the instructions said to add the eggs after everything else had been cooked.

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that at the beginning of the month I was feeling the effects of a couple of trips and a couple of halfs and all the carb loading that goes along with that. It was only a few pounds, but it just made me uncomfortable in my skin.

Deprivation isn’t the way to go, and clearly I was not depriving myself if you follow me on Instagram when it came to food. But it was also clear that something needed to change.

I ate savory breakfasts more often (the egg frittatas from Run Fast Eat Slow (Amazon Affiliate link) are really yummy, by the way. I stopped putting chocolate chips into almost everything. I made blueberry muffins (no chocolate chips!). I didn’t forgo chocolate altogether, but I did reign it in.

One thing I did get totally obsessed with was my yogurt bowls — you can read more about that in next Friday’s post. The gist is top it with the toppings you use at a fro-yo place.

I could eat that every day!

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you I’m wondering if this is just part of aging — except I know plenty of people older than me who seem to have plenty of energy.

All I know is that when we moved here, I used to swim super early in the mornings, I used to sometimes run in the warmer months before the sunrise . . . and now just thinking about doing that makes me tired.

I just seem to be more tired all the time. Maybe it’s the eight years of often gray, often cold, often wet weather. You WA peeps don’t have as much of a corner on wet & gray as you think! Or maybe it’s just been that last few years have been emotionally and physically tiring.

I’m hoping that I find my energy someday!

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Cute . .. but comfy?

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d also tell you that when we moved here I got into shoes. In a big way. Platforms, stillettos, kitten heels, flats . . . I bought and wore them all.

I don’t seem to have slowed down (much) when it comes to buying shoes, but I find most of the time I’m not wearing the platforms and the high heels — only very occasionally.

I blame the running.

Now my shoe shopping is a desperate attempt to find cute shoes that are also comfortable and make your feet feel good. You have to kiss a lot of frogs to find cute, comfortable shoes!

If we were enjoying high tea . . .
I’d tell you that I talked about how all the recent travel has also contributed to my lack of energy. I don’t know how all you frequent flyers due to business do it! That used to include Mr. Judy, but the last couple of years he hasn’t traveled as much for work — with works for me, now he gets to travel to my races.

But I’m sure that as soon as I get home from my next racecation I’ll be talking about how I need a vacation! It’s just human nature to never be satisfied, I guess.

Tea? Iced Tea? Coffee? Decaf? Or something else?

What family quirks annoy you?

What’s your dream job?

Did starting to run change your shoe shopping habits?