(Almost) 5k Today

Here is my route today


Thanks Fitbit Surge watch for that awesome map! You’ll notice I’ve blurred out the street names so you can’t come a murder me in my sleep… although I’m sure if you were intent on murdering me you could figure it out by the shape of the roads. Just to remind you, I have a huge German Shepherd who is really mean and not silly at all. For reals though, I have a big shotgun… in my bedroom. 

So I know it’s not even 4.5k, BUT it’s a lot closer to 5k than I’ve walked/ran most days of my life. Also… I just yelled at Svelte “runned??” and he said distainfully, “ran.” I fancy myself somewhat of a wordsmith at times, but apparently ran was not in my vocabulary until today. Rum may be to blame, there’s no way to know. 

If you look at my pace you will see that kilometer 2 was mostly a big uphill, kilometer 3 was mostly trying to breathe again and kilometer 4 was mostly downhill. I have to get that pace down to about 9 minutes a kilometer for the half marathon. The slowest you can run it is 16 minutes per mile without being shamefully taken off the course. The Disney website recommends training at 15 minutes per mile. 

My goal is to be at 9 minutes per kilometer by race day. That will be a (very) approximate half marathon time of 3 hours. I’d love to be faster but right now this is my goal. If I reach it with time left I’ll pick up the pace. 

Serioulsy though, if I can finish this race in last place and not be hauled off the course it will be a VICTORY!

Today my rum was pretty good. Did I say rum? I mean run, yeah, run. 

I left at approximately or exactly 13:12 as you can see on the map (ooooh she uses 24 hour time, neat!). Dem puppies were with me as always. Everything started well and then about 1k into the run I realized that the battery had died in Switch’s electronic collar. Remember he is HUGE and occasionally he needs to be reminded to listen to me. So a dead battery meant that he pulled me about 80% of the run and the other 20% I was yelling at him to stop pulling me, between attempts to breathe. He’s pretty smart and he knew that fecking thing was dead. 

I decided to go around the neighbourhood and do this once a week so I can have a good record of how much my time is improving while I train. I work 2 days, 2 nights, 5 days off and have just nailed down a schedule for myself. I will run on the day of my first night shift, and then my first, third and 5th day off. My second and 4th day off are cross training and my day shifts and in between my nights are rest days. So my third day off will always be this 4.4k run (longer when I get there). It’s impossible to do anything on a calendar week when you work shift work. I usually don’t even know what day of the week it is. 

Everything, except Switch pulling me, went well until we were about 500 meters from home when the neighbour’s dog two doors down (the neighborhood is all acreages so 2 doors down is a ways) decided to come out on the road and attack us. So I have a 70ish lb dog running and growling at us and a 105lb German Shepherd with a dead electronic collar trying to run and growl back at him while attached to my backpack. Luckily I spotted this dog first (miracle!) and grabbed him by the short handle on the leash before he tried to defend his mother’s honour. I actually yelled “who’s FUCKING dog is this” as they were about to get into it. Some girl started yelling at our attacker and Switch barked and stared him down until he slinked away. It could have gone so horribly wrong but we reached home with all limbs in tact. 

Then the running gods smiled upon me! It was drizzly and overcast all day and I had taken advantage of a lull in the rain to get my run in. Not 5 minutes after we got home the sky opened up and a torrential downpour commenced. I laid on the couch, breathed and thanked them for holding off until I was done. I will remember that next time I have to run in the rain and give thanks for that one time when they waited until I was done. 

In other news I’ve lost a pound. Two weeks in and only one pound but I wasn’t too focused on what I was eating the first week and half. I am now using my fitness pal which synchs to my fitbit app and the eating is going better now. I’m going for a 1000 calorie deficit per day which scales to the amount of calories I burn. I like that better than a static calorie goal. I must always eat a minimum of 1200 calories (no effing problem!) and then depending on how much I burn I can eat more as long as I maintain that 1000 calorie deficit. Usually that equals at least 1500 calories of eating but if I do absolutely nothing all day I can still eat 1200-1300. 

99 pounds to go. For some reason that seems like so much less than 100 pounds. Sweet!


A Fitbit Surprise

Svelte came home from his business trip a few days ago with a Fitbit surprise for me!

He brought me a Surge! I’ve only been wearing it for three days but so far I love it! It’s a gps running watch with heartrate monitor on it (no chest strap required!) and step/calorie counter. There’s more it can do but those are the things I really wanted it for and I can’t believe he got it for me!

Here’s a photo of the heart rate data from my run/walk today.

Obviously you can see where the running was and where the walking was. I’d like to push that heart rate a little higher once I can run faster than a snail while still breathing. Breathing is important. 

I’m going to try it out for a spinning workout tomorrow and see how it does. It has a spinning setting so hopefully it’ll do a good job of tracking calorie burn. I really like the app it comes with too. It looks nice and is fairly easy to navigate. It also gives you a ton of good information about how much you’re moving during the day. There are a lot of in depth reviews on it out there so I won’t go in to too much detail but the summary is I love it!

Svelte has come on my last two runs with me. He used to run cross country in high school which was a few years ago now. Much to my dismay he didn’t have to run with me on the running sections though… he can walk fast and keep right up, haha! He has very long legs and I run very slowly. But I like having him along with me, I don’t worry about bears so much when he’s there and the time goes by faster when you’re chatting instead of just thinking about your misery. The misery is getting better though and I know from previous attempts that soon the misery will (mostly) dissapear and I’ll enjoy it more. 

C25K week 2 day 3 in the books today. Tomorrow spinning (my sore butt has recovered!) and Wednesday week 3 starts. 

Sorry for the lack of hilarious stories for you today… I’ll try to do something dumb tomorrow so my next post can have a little more spice. 


Big Butt vs. Small Bike Seat

Yesterday it rained. I had no desire to run in the rain and could still get my 3 runs in this week by delaying a day, so cross training it was. I went with spinning. In my younger days when I once was going to the gym regularly I did an hour long spinning class three times a week. I loved it. About two years ago I decided that I’d get into spinning again but do it at home. We live a ways from any gyms here. So I needed a spin bike. 

The Prince and I play this game which goes like this: Princess wants piece of new fitness equipment for her latest weight loss kick. Prince is very supportive and agrees to buy said equipment but if Princess does not use it he gets to sell it. Equipment is bought. Princess uses it for about a month. It becomes a clothes rack. Prince sells it. 

I lost a beautiful livestrong treadmill last year this way. I could really use that now but hey, it’s my own fault and I’ll probably have to run 3 times a week for at least year to get one again. I digress, the point of all this is that I have a decent spin bike that he hasn’t managed to sell off yet. Well I’m keeping that thing! You hear me Svelte?!? The game is no longer on! 

Here it is:

Chinook is making half an appearance in there too. It occurs to me that the bike probably needs a name. I will take suggestions in the comments 😉

So I found an intro 20 min spin class on youtube and spun my little heart out. As the title suggests it was a bit of a battle between my butt and that little seat. Seat for the win! My royal butt is in a world of pain. But (haha, butt) I remember that happening even when my bottom took up much less space. Maybe not this much ouch occured but I know it’ll get better and one day I will be able to sit on a hard chair again. I’ll be back on that bike as soon as it doesn’t feel like I’m sitting on a 2″ wodden rail because it was such a good workout. In 20 minutes I sweat enough to fill a bucket, or at least a cup, a small cup. The point is I sweat a lot more then when doing most other workouts I’ve tried and I’ve tried many. Also it’ll strengthen my knees and legs for that running. 

Speaking of running today was C25K week 2 day 1. Runs are up to 90 seconds at a time. I know this sounds like a very short time but I was nervous about it. Luckily everything went perfectly… orrr maybe it went like this:

It was raining again and I was not looking forward to running in it however I put it off yesterday so it had to be done today. I waited, the rain stopped, I geared up. Tights, ultra sports bra, tank top, socks, shoes, jacket, pack, dog collars, headphones, music on, ready to go! I started up my couch to 5k app and heard something. It was the rain, I could hear it on the tin roof of my house over my music. It was now raining way harder than it had all morning before it stopped. The dogs were doing the “we’re going out!!!!!” dance, so I couldn’t let them down. Off came the pack, on went the rain jacket and gloves, pack back on, hood up and I was out the door. 

I did my 5 minute walk warm up and started my first run interval. My hood made me feel claustraphobic, it came off. My head got very wet. My headband was slipping, it came off taking my headphones with it. I fixed it. The dogs refused to heel well, my hands got too hot with my gloves on, I was getting covered in dirt and soaked, I swore a lot, I did it anyway! Triumph! Sore butt and all. 

Don’t miss the post below. Britt at  liveloverunlikeaprincess nominated me for a Real Neat Blog Award! She’s real neat too, check her out! 


Real Neat Blog Nomination

I am very excited to be nominated for a Real Neat Blog Award by Britt over at liveloverunlikeaprincess.  Thank you so much!


  • Put the award logo on your blog
  • Answer 7 questions asked by the person who nominated you
  • Thank the person who nominated you, linking to their blog
  • Nominate any number of bloggers you like, linking to their blog
  • Let them know you nominated them (by commenting on their blog etc.)

My Questions:
What do you never leave home without?
Lame-o answer here but the only thing I always take with me is my phone. I’ve been known to forget my purse often, and if I’m not driving I never take my keys, but I’ve always got that phone. I don’t have it glued to it to my face constantly and it’s actually pretty old, but I do like to always have it with me. Remember the days when you could just go somewhere and no one could get a hold of you… ah nostalgia. 

Who or what inspires you?

My little bro who has lost a lot of weight is very inspiring to me. I also really got inspired by Dietgirl. She’s not writing on that blog anymore but it’s still great and there’s a link to her new site. I bought her book and loved it. Right now I’m picturing myself crossing the finish line at Disney World with my friends and family there either running or cheering me on and being so proud of what I’ve accomplished.

What is your personal motto/mantra?

I was contemplating this on my run today. I didn’t come up with anything world shattering but I think I might go with “don’t fucking quit” along side “just do it”. Total nike ripoff but hey, it works for me. I need to stop whining and making excuses and just do it and don’t fucking quit. Those are easy things to repeat to myself while I’m out there pounding (shuffling on?) the pavement. 

Why did you decide to start blogging?

I feel like I’ve tried everything. Weight watchers, sparkpeople, low carb, no carb, cleanses, etc… I’ve occasionally tried keeping a journal but it was not stimulating to read back over things like “lost 1 pound, good workout today”. I thought that not keeping my efforts a secret this time might help. If my friends and family and now other readers can be party of my story then I might be motivated to keep on keepin on. And it’s already working! I pushed through a run that I wanted to quit on the other day because I knew people were reading. And when I do succeed I will have a great collection of my stories along the way to look back on. 

What the biggest obstacle you have had to overcome?

I’ve only been blogging for a couple weeks so it hasn’t really been obstacle city yet. Getting started and going out the door and then facing down my fear of laying my life out there to read and just doing it is pretty big for me. I need to get through this first month with regular runs and getting my eating on track and then I know from past successful experiences that I’ll be on a roll. I’ve lost weight a couple times in the past and once I’m over the 4 week mark I usually get addicted to the success. 

What is your favorite beauty/fashion hack?

If you knew me in real life you’d know this is hilarious question to ask me. Fashion is hoodies and tights or shorts and beauty is a little foundation and some eye liner and mascara. Soooo… no favourites, haha. Wait change that to tutu and tiara while crossing the finish line at the Princess half. I’m gonna tutu the crap outta that race!

What is something you have always wanted to experience or achieve?

I have wanted to be a runner for a long time. I tried to do it a couple years ago but I threw myself into it too fast and had knee problems which I used as a great excuse to quit. So I want to be a runner. A real runner. Like the kind of runner that when people are describing you to their friends “she’s a runner” is an integral part of the description. Also going to Europe and taking our RV to every province and state would be neat. 
I don’t have any blogs to pay the nomination forward yet but I’ll do some reading and post a couple in the next few days 🙂


Dog Paw Butter is Ridiculous

Yesterday was C25K run number 3 and I seriously considered quitting in the middle of it. There was no good reason for my despondency, I just didn’t want to do it. But then my traitorous brain came through for once and reminded me that there were ACTUAL REAL PEOPLE reading this. That meant something to me and I decided not to be a douche for once and finished the damn run. 

Afterwards I was thinking about how rough the road is and even though we walk the dogs on it often I though the (very slightly) faster pace might be tough on their paws. So I dug out some paw butter that I bought last winter and never used. I bought it because it gets really cold here (-40C on occasion) in the winter and was a little worried about their toesies. But they were fine so I didn’t have occasion to use it. When it’s that cold we don’t walk. They run outside, pee as quickly as possible while holding up one or two legs and trying not to fall over and then run inside. They also have dog boots which are hilarious the first time we put them on each winter.

SO! I attempted to apply dog paw butter to their paw pads. They were tired when I started which is the ideal condition to trim nails, cut hair and what have you. Chinook was lying on the floor near the couch so she was the lucky one to go first. She was pretty tolerant and let me rub it in to one paw while she lay there with a “wtf are you doing?” look on her face. I had put the jar on the couch next to me while I applied it. This paw butter smells amazing especially if you’re partial to oatmeal, apparently it also tastes amazing because Switch had snuck up behind me and was noming it down while I worked on Chinook’s paw. It was so good that when I reached up to grab it for the second paw he was in the process of picking it up and running away with it! I told him to drop it but that wasn’t happening and he snuck away with his sneaky ears on and his “I’ve got something you want!” trot. Now Chinook doesn’t like it when switch puts those ears and that trot on and so she tried to chase him while also trying to hold one paw up, lick it and bark at the same time. I got up and tried to use my authority voice to get him to come and give it to me…. unfortunatley I’m only the boss about 70% of the time and this happened to be a 30% hour. 

Now Switch is running around with the paw butter, Chinook is limping, licking and barking after him with me in the rear both laughing and yelling as we run around the dining table with carnival music playing in my head. Hilarious. I wish someone could have seen it, although not Cesar Milan. Svelte would have had tears of laughter for sure. 

Eventually I retreived the paw butter but the tired dog state we started in was gonezo. I persevered! The laughter ceased, mom’s the boss was once again established and dogs were calm and lying on the rug. Chinook’s paw buttering commenced without further incident. She licked it all off but I managed to rub some in there first. 

Switch was another story. You must understand that Switch is the silliest, most easy going, do anything to him, waggly tailed, laid back German Shepherd ever. He looks scary, but he’s a little sweetheart. Front paws, no problem. I picked up his back leg and he shrieked like an eight year old girl who just had her finger cut off. Lately we’ve thought he might have a sore back leg so I thought I might have hurt him, even though I only picked his leg up a maximum of one inch. So I let him relax for a while and then tried the other leg, SHRIEK! There was absolutely no way I had caused him any pain, he was being dramatic. He’s known for his dramatic sighs and flopping lie downs. If he could put the back of his hand to his forehead and say “woe is me!” he’d do it occasinally. We tried the other leg again, SHRIEK!

Now boss mom really came out! “LIE DOWN!” I said. He lay down. I gently took his back paw in my hand. He gave me the eye and I could see the shriek building. “NO!”. He sighed. Paw butter was applied. We all lived. Now the other paw. No problem. I finished rubbing it in and looked at him. HE HAD THE JAR OF PAW BUTTER IN HIS MOUTH AGAIN! I let go, he ran away, Chinook gave chase, carnval music and general hilarity ensued, he stopped and licked it all off. 

So paw butter: I’m sure you’re good for the paws, but you’re ridiculous and I will never use you again. 

Shout out to the King and Queen who called yesterday to say how much they like reading the blog. Thanks parental people!

Also a shout out to all you guys who I don’t know in real life but are reading, liking, and commenting. You kept me going yesterday and I’m sure it won’t be the last time. 

C25K week 2 starts tomorrow, Disney or bust, Huzzah!


p.s. Yes We’ve had Switch’s leg checked by our Vet as well as Princess America who was just visiting for a couple weeks and is also a Vet. He’s fine. Dramatic, but fine 😉

Introducing dem Puppies

My running buddies


This is Chinook. She’s a 6 year old Border Collie mix who enjoys barking at squirrels, chewing bones, playing with toys, and lying on the back of the couch looking out the window or on the top of the hot tub in the sun like a cat. Nicknames include Nooks, Nooksie, cat dog, or when we are slightly tipsy Schnorks. 

This is Switch. He’s two and half and very silly. His hobbies include stealing things like shoes and dish towels and putting them in his spot to lie amongst his things in glory, shredding paper towels, stealing Nooksie’s bones and toys and putting them in the yard and crawling into your lap for snuggles. He is a small dog in a big dog’s body. His main nickname is Mister Switch. I’m not sure how his nickname is longer than his real name. We’re not even clear on when we started calling him that but it stuck. Occasionally shortened to Mister or BaBAH. Emphasis on the second Bah. Again, no idea where that one came from. Svelte made fun of me for calling him that but I’ve now caught him calling him BaBAH a few times. Sucka!

The next picture is hilarious. Switch is saying “I love everything and I’ll just sit here happy until I get that treat you’re holding!”. Chinook is saying “hey lady, you’re not my mom, give me the fecking treat.”

Photo credit for all three of these goes to the Ginga Ninja. A good friend who comes all the long way to my house to let these guys out when I’m working and Svelte is away on business trips. She rocks… and her name comes from her amazing red hair! I work long shifts and I’m not sure what I’d do without her. 

So these guys will be training with me for the next 18 months. At first I thought it would be trickly cause I couldn’t move my arms much when holding the leashes. I need to move my arms when I run. I suspect most people do, although what I know about running can be summed up by this: move forward faster than when you are walking. Anyway, I came up with a method to tie them to my pack on either side of me so I didn’t have to hold the leashes. They heel pretty well, not amazingly well, but good enough to tie them to me and not be skiing behind them. They’re a little in front of me but they are not pulling. 

Why wear a pack, you say? Welp, in my neck of the woods I need to carry bear spray and a bear banger and my phone (music is essential to me) even around my neighborhood. A belt won’t do. There’s too much pudge right now for that to stay in the right place. So I bought a super nice Solomon running pack with a water bladder in it. I love it and it looks ridiculous and tiny on me. But I care not! I can suck back that water, listen to my tunes, tie my dogs to it and have all the bear protection I need. Score! I’ll put a photo of it up another time. 

Did my second C25K run yesterday and loved the shoes. I’ll wait for a bit more time in them to share any more detailed thoughts but after one outing I’m optimistic they’ll be great. I’m a LOT less sore than the first time and my ankes are golden. 

Tomorrow is run #3. 


Soreness and New Kicks

My ankles (and most of my other parts) are still sore from my first “run” the other day! I don’t want to whine, but I do want to look back at this post a year and half from now and remember how far I have come. So remember self, how sore you felt after a 30 min run walk that got you not quite 3km around your neighborhood. Remember how hard it was to breathe and keep going for those 1 minute runs and how you barely had your breath back after the minute and half of walking in between.

I have small ankles. They’re actually my favorite feature because they refuse to get chubby with the rest of me! They look delicate compared to everything else and possibly slightly disproportional… but that’s ok, they’re cute (to me anyway)! Maybe as a result of this and definitely because of the weight they’re carrying they are killing after that run. Thought I’d do session 2 today but the ankles said no dice! Almost keeled over when I got out of bed this morning and stood on them 3 days after session 1.

I picked up a pair of new shoes yesterday. I have been wearing Nike Flyknit Free shoes for a while now for walking. They fit great and I really like them but they have a very thin sole. I am running on a super old chip sealed road and I could feel every rock. I also think at my weight that I need more cushion. So I got a pair of Asics Gel-Cumulus 17 and they’re very comfortable so far. More thoughts on these guys after my first run with them.


Disney Crew Update

I have another friend who wants to come to the Princess half with me, and one more who I think is about 90% in and I will win her over!! I know she’ll read this… so Princess Sweatsalot, get that tutu ready and get on the road. Still 18 months to go! Also my parents are going to come and watch and I’m hoping to get my brother on board to run with me if I can. He’d probably prefer the Star Wars run but maybe I can do a tradsies with him and go to that one if he’ll princess it up with me.

So that brings the crew to (blog nicknames initiate!):

  • Princess Pudgy
  • Prince Svelte – my husband and future drink around the world at Epcot champion.
  • Princess America – the original challenger and the only American on the crew… (I will give you the chance to change your nickname if you read this… text me!)
  • Princess Ear Handles (her husband got to choose her name, lol!) – a real runner who could probably bust out a half marathon tomorrow, no big deal. I’m super glad she’s coming!
  • Prince Handlebar (an ode to the mustache) – Ear Handles husband who is going to drink around with world at Epcot with Svelte while we run, or maybe after we run, or both.
  • Princess Sweatsalot (90% in) – one of my favorite people on earth. I’m including her cause I know she’s gonna cave in and come for the good times.
  • Prince Fuzz – Sweatsalot’s husband (You also get a chance to change your name, and drink around the world)
  • The King and Queen – my parents, coming to cheer me on, yay!
  • Prince Hupp (hopefully) – my brother who has already lost well over 100lbs and is a huge inspiration to me.

The runners are in green, although I hope to add Hupp and mayyyybe Fuzz to the running list. I think drinking around the world with the boys sounds pretty fun though. It might pull him away from the run. It’s looking good so far, now just have to put in the hard work to get there. Easy peasy right girls??

Until next time


The Beginning of the Road


This picture is a good approximation of my current look. Those apples should probably be some french fries though… I’m pretty sure I’m mostly made of potato.

Fast facts:

  • I am 33 years old.
  • I do not currently run. At all. Not even a tiny bit.
  • In 18 months I will run the 2017 Disney Princess half marathon.
  • Before that I will lose 100lbs.

I love my life. It’s seriously awesome. I’m a very happy person with a crazy fun and supportive husband, 2 cool dogs, a great house and a job I love that pays me well and I am good at. The one thing that sucks serious balls is the weight I’ve let myself get to. I have zero excuse. I have a lot of time to spare for working out and I’m very happy. I don’t know why I feel the need to put so much food in me but something’s gotta give here, and it’s going to be my joints if I don’t make a change.

The Goal –  2017 Disney Princess half marathon.

I LOVE Disney. My parents took me there quite a bit as a kid and I’ve returned a few times as an adult and it just gets better. Last month my (fit) friend challenged me to run the Princess half with her and it clicked with me. THIS could be my goal. A reason to weasel another Disney trip out of my husband and do something great for myself at the same time. Any other half I wouldn’t even have though twice before saying no to her. She’s sneaky that one…

We went to Disney World in October 2014 and it was both amazing and terrible. Amazing cause it’s Disney and we had so much fun. Terrible because my feet and ankles swelled up from so much walking that I was not accustomed to and my right leg started doing this numbness/burning pain thing that would kick in after walking for about 5 minutes and stick around after I stopped. This problem definitely wasn’t there at the beginning of the trip but by the end it barely went away. It would have happened wherever I was but since it kicked in at Disney it will feel like I’ve really come full circle when I return triumphantly.

I don’t want to vomit too much information at you (not that I expect anyone to read this but me, you never do know though) because I can’t stand reading super long blogs. I’ll leave it there for today and see my vast reader base of one again tomorrow!