Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Sprinting to the End


There have been several "Day in the Life" type posts on blogs lately.  I know my daily life is less than typical.  We are in the final week of the regular season.  Next week is the start of post-season tournament play so it slows down considerably.  Trent will be done with his season soon too, so that will cut down on a lot of travel time.

This is my last 5 days in a nutshell.
5:30am. Wake up
5:45am. Get out of bed, Shower, dress, breakfast, read email, gather lunch stuff & pack lunches, fix hair & make up, brush teeth, sign papers/assignment books/homework, find my shoes/coat/keys/phone
7:05-7:40 Drive to work
7:45-3:30 Work work work work work.
3:45-4:15 Leave work between to get boys- this varies from day to day according to event schedules. Lately it's been Leave work at 3:30-3:45 to get boys to get supper and go to a game somewhere.
Game days:
5-9:30 game & game related food, travel and activity
9:30-10:30 workout & anything need before school the next day- laundry of some kind.
Non game days:
5:30-8:30 --Home,  make supper, do homework, yell at enjoy family. Usually a load of laundry, clean up kitchen, read blogs, maybe some lesson planning and grading.
8:30-9:30 Work out- It works for me.  I still have energy left for it at this time of day and it helps me wind down.  My body is tired and I can get my brain to shut down easier.  I'm one of those people who just can't stop thinking about what needs to be done.  I used to have panic attacks in the middle of the night.  I have learned to manage them by limiting caffeine and sugar and using workouts to help combat that.

Saturday is usually quiet, with boys at practice until late morning.  I have time to get a nice workout in, clean, do laundry and possibly run errands.  Sunday is church, breakfast with my parents, and then on to Sunday basketball league with my oldest.  Lazy Sunday's are over for the next few months as travel ball starts up again.

Lately my week has been more chaotic.  I've driven over 450 miles since Friday night, watched nine basketball games since Thursday, seven of which I've been score keeper/statistician, with two more road games to go this week.  That will be 13 single games and 500+ miles driven in  6 days.  Just for basketball.  I'd never trade a second of that time watching my boys.  And let's not forget the Dear Husband who decided to drop the team dinner into conversation Saturday afternoon as we were leaving for his game. "Oh by the way, the tournament draw is tomorrow afternoon so I invited the guys out for supper."  What's one more thing to put on my plate?  So instead of my 4 mile run I scheduled for Saturday after church, I did marathon cleaning/laundry/dinner/cookie baking before having to leave for my oldest son's travel league games at 2pm- because I'm the BEST.WIFE.EVER.  Grumpy for having missed a workout, but still the best.  I should have worn my pedometer because I'm pretty sure I made 4 miles worth of trips up and down the steps and around my house.  Needless to say, I crashed when we got home that night.

Last night was more of the same.  My youngest had a game at a school an hour away.  I have SO MUCH grading to get done before midterms (not very smart to assign a major writing assignment right before midterms) so I stayed a little later than normal to get through some of them, then to the store to pick up some healthier food for pre-game travel and Hub's supper tonight before he has to leave.  Some days I think we should just move into the coach's office.  We eat supper in there about 4 nights a week.  Last night we got home around 9:45 and I crashed shortly after getting home.  Out for the count.

I'm hoping I can get in a run before having to leave tonight.  I have a little more time to play with and I don't have to run kids around.  They have practice and I won't be able to pick them up since I will already be on the road to the HS games.  I'm hoping to get at least my 3.5 miles in. Maybe I'll be able to stay awake past 10pm tonight and get some Yoga in.

Can't say I'm disappointed there isn't anything going on tomorrow night after school. This chic is ready for a break!
One day at a time

Monday, February 17, 2014

Is Winter Over Yet?

Winter can leave now. I'm officially done with it. With my new job this year it became clear very quickly that driving a Tahoe 50+ miles a day mostly alone was a BIG hit to my wallet. Fueling up twice a week was getting costly. So I traded for a sporty little Malibu Eco. It's red, it's cute, it's little, and very fuel efficient. The thing sips gas and it's really been ok on all the snow and ice. I prefer front wheel drive over rear drive of the Tahoe. It just feels more stable. I took J, my dad, and father in law to the IU basketball game last week and although it was a bit cramped for the long legged people (which is all of us) no one complained that much. Except Jordan. And then I looked down the fuel economy.  It's only a 3 hour drive. Kiss those knees, boys. 40 mpg doesn't suck. 


I have missed the four wheel drive from time to time but it hasn't been an issue despite all of the snowpocolypse crap we've been experiencing. Until today. I've been watching the weather. I knew they were forecasting a few inches of snow. Whatev. I was feeling feisty this morning and pulled on a sweater dress, leggings and pointy, 2-inch heeled boots- mistake number 1. 

My father in law called me at lunch to tell me our road was drifting and to call him when I left school so he could have the road cleared for me. He called at three when I was packing up to leave when the bell rang and encouraged me to "get my ass home" and call if I needed him to make a path ahead of me with the truck.  Mistake number 2 for not listening to him at lunch and leaving then. He's gruff, but the man loves me so I go with it. If he didn't care he wouldn't tell me what to do. Make sense? 

Anyway, I took an extra long way home on state roads and backtracked the last three miles to our road. I turned down our road and instantly knew I was in trouble.   Snow was blowing over my windshield and hood faster than my wipers could clear. The wind was blowing loose snow along with the snow I was kicking up and made it utterly impossible to see.  I managed to make it about 1/3 of the way home before blindly plowing into a drift. Stuck. 

I wish I had remembered to turn off the stupid traction control because I would have been fine for a while if I'd had full traction- mistake number 3. But I didn't and I called Denny who ever so graciously came down with the tractor, snow blade and shovel and dug me out. For the record, I attempted  to get out to get my shovel out of the trunk but I couldn't even get my door open to get out. And I was not properly dressed to go all Dukes of Hazzard out the window. I watched him push through drifts nearly as tall as my little car. I may have made it through that drift without the traction control but I would not have made it much farther than that. 


So yeah. I'm over winter.  And possibly looking for a different vehicle.... Stupid snow

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Half Marathon Training

Hello from Siberia, I mean Northern Indiana! This morning was a brisk -25 when I left for work. When I left school this afternoon is was 12 above and sunny. Almost warm even! We have missed enough days now that there is talk of using spring break as make up days. Yeah, it's that bad. I'm hoping the Farmer's Almanac is wrong and we miss out on the other snow storm predicted later this month. The Almanac has been on the money so far.  Call me a Country Girl- that book is usually right. 

As I was reviewing my calendar yesterday I realized I am just 12 weeks away from the Half Marathon I'm signed up for!  That doesn't seem so far away all of the sudden. I admit my training has been less than diligent over the last 2 weeks. I've run 3 times total before last night. Not good. Tonight's run went well and it was a relief! The time flew and I managed to maintain a solid pace and get my 3 miles done in 34 minutes. 


Food prep has been lacking as well. We have been managing pretty well. I stocked up on frozen and fresh veggies and I'll throw it with some meat, either lean home-grown beef or chicken and some seasonings for lunches.  It's worked but not as well as when I really plan and get things around on the weekend. I need to get it together before travel ball starts. I lose my Sunday afternoons when that begins. 

I have to send in my pacing stats this weekend. My goal is to run in 2:30 or less. I'm really nervous about that. My first half I only trained for 6 weeks and finished in 2:50. Not terrible, but not great. I want to do this in 2.5 hours. I have 11 more weeks. I need to have confidence and get after it. My new tag is going to be #PrayPlanTrain Praying that I can turn over my apprehensions, plan workouts and nutrition, & train my heart out so I'm ready to crush my goal. I'm more likely to complete it of I write it down, right? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Ha! 

Reinholt out. 


Sunday, February 9, 2014

Parenting FAIL

Well, I did it.  I made an ass of myself this weekend.  Not that this doesn't happen on a regular basis, just not usually in this capacity. I'm guilty of being "that parent" who may have screamed and stomped her feet yelled at an official during a middle school basketball game.  Yes, a Middle School basketball game.  Not even a High School or College game.  Middle School (hangs head in shame). 

 
Yep.  I was that parent.  Did it help the situation? Not one bit.  Did it embarrass my kid on the floor?  He says not, but I'm his mom and I was defending his honor and hard work.  I was trying to point out a foul most definitely should have been called as my son bled from a cut on his head and pulled himself up off of the floor.  Kinda seemed obvious to me.  There were bad calls both ways, I wasn't alone in the ranting, trust me.  If you ever want to see some bat-shit crazy parents just attend a youth sporting event.  I usually keep my cool pretty well.  I keep stats, I cheer positive encouragements to the team, clap loudly, etc.  Yesterday I  LOST it.  Big time.  I'm sure I looked like an idiot. Then the coach's sweet little 3 year old daughter came up to me with her cute little self and giant smile and I sat down and shut my mouth.  She was watching me as were many other people, my kids included.  I saw that sweet little girl's face and knew instantly that I was a very poor example of how an adult should behave in any public setting. That and a big jerk. Womp-womp.  

I apologized to my friends sitting around me, my boys, the coaches and the team after the game.  My behavior was the opposite of what it should have been and for that I am very sorry. Most said they didn't think a thing of it and referenced bad calls, missed opportunities, this, that, and the other.  It is what it is. But I'm still a representation of my kids, husband, and this program.   Ouch. Ego hit hard.

My son's school season may be over but I have another son in the middle of his season, as well as a husband in the throes of his season, and then on into travel ball season.  It really is never-ending.  That's a good thing though because it allows me to continue to practice my skills as a parent.  Maybe I can be a better example for my kids and everyone else's kids in the stands.  

Friday, February 7, 2014

Friday Nail Art

Friday's here with sub-zero temps again which means no school today.  Our roof is creaking and cracking for some reason which is kinda freaking me out. (Read: I jump every time it makes noise like it's gonna cave in)  Our house is only 7 years old so we shouldn't have any structural issues up there.  I can't even see that there is much snow and ice up there, but the weight must be making it noisy. Last night my husband was going around to all rooms listening like we were being invaded or something.  I was kind of comical and I'm sure he'll appreciate me telling everyone that story.  Love ya sweetie! :)

Anywho, I was already in the process of getting ready for work when my call came through so I just went ahead with my morning routine.  My boys left for school so I decided my nails were in need of a new mani and I just happened to get some nail art strips in my last Sephora order for just $5.  There may have been a reason for the great price, let me tell ya...


It's a good thing they were only $5 because I would have been very upset if I had spent more on them.  Anyone who says they are easier than regular polish is lying.  It takes me less time to paint 2 coats than to put these suckers on.  They rip easily.  They aren't easy to fix if they rip- you know, like when you need to fix a chip with regular polish and can just slap an extra little bit of color on the spot and hit it with top coat.  Extra strips were included for different sizing, rips, and so forth.  It's supposed to come off with regular nail polish remover.  I don't think that will be an issue.  I'm having trouble with it staying on in a few places and all I've done today is go to lunch.  Yeah.  Rough day, I know.

And there is this giant silver strip.  I'm not quite sure why, but I suppose you could do silver tips or something.  I'm sure someone out there is creative with nail art and knows what to do with it.  It's not mentioned in the directions at all.  Whatev. I have 6 leftover strips.  Creativity will have to be put into play to use those.  I won't be letting them go to waste! Five bucks is five bucks!

6 leftovers… Gonna have to get creative
Don't mind the gouge in my hand. Totally uninteresting story.
So there you have it.  If you need $5 more to get free shipping (cough-this may have been me-cough) these are an ok buy.  I wouldn't have bought them at regular price but they are super cute.  Mee-Yow :)

Monday, February 3, 2014

Never Ending Chase

I think most adults understand what I mean when I say I feel like I'm chasing my tail.  Just out here spinning in circles going absolutely nowhere, all the while trying to run to the next place on my list of places to be for the day.  I need to be 3 places at the same time tomorrow.  Both boys have games, in different towns, in different directions, while I have 2 meetings at the same time.  Yep.  Shoot me now.

Last week, despite all of the great things I got done at home, was a complete disaster when I got back to work.  Misbehaving kids in class, cancelled events for my kids, canceled workouts. As much as I'm trying to move past last week it just keeps haunting me. Yesterday I ended up with a sick kiddo, who I couldn't stay home with today because I had two important meetings I couldn't shirk, one of which didn't happen.  The other ended up leaving more questions than answers, but at least we have some guidelines.  And my classes are behaving much better this week, in part due to the incentive plan we implemented on Friday.  Whatever works.  It was a good day in class. I'm happy with that. 

The weather is looking like it is going to foil any plans I have of being able to run outside this week as well as kill plans of potential make-up ball games that are scheduled.  I just want to see my kid play ball during his last year of middle school.  It really isn't that much to ask.  I may be asking for it to all be over once we start travel ball...

And then there's that tickle that's starting to rub the back of my throat.  I can feel my glands beginning to swell, making my throat feel like it's getting sore.  I stocked up on cough drops and Zycam, and hit the vitamin C all day.  Hopefully it's not too late to make a difference.  As much as I don't want to have another stinking snow day to make up, it wouldn't be all bad to have a day to rest and get well. Especially when I look at all of the activities on my schedule for this week.  I don't have time to be sick or take time off of work and life.  I was sick before Christmas.  I took care of a sick husband.  And kid. I don't have time for this.  Again.  Mind over matter.