Snot Bubbles

Best title ever, right?

A couple weeks ago Nate offered to finish/watch supper for me when he got home from work so I could go running. I am trying the C25K thing. It's going well so far, but it's obvious that I haven't been running in a while. None of my shorts fit anymore, because I am currently shaped like a muffin. I have cheap earbuds that fall out while I run with 4 ft of cord flailing around in front of me, and my shoelaces keep coming untied. Oh, and since I've had a sinus infection, I've been blowing snot bubbles if I try to breath through my nose. The first two weeks I kept thinking, "I don't know if I can work up to a 5K this quickly," but today I believed I could. Maybe that means I've turned the corner.


When I got home from running today, my shin hurt. I was telling Nate about it, because that has never happened before. Cara overheard, so she said, "What happened, Mama? You have an ouch on you leg?" and proceeded to kiss me on the knee. All better.

Now then. I have waited soooooo loooooong for the freedom to practice a regular exercise routine. I want the lbs to start melting away, pronto. I need to lose and forget... (runs to scale) about 15 of them.  I guess that's not so bad, but to me it seems like a mountian!

On a similar transformation type topic, I'm trying to accept the fact that I have big hair. I've always liked having curls, but tried desperately to keep them sleek and uniform. That's hard to do, especially if it gets humid! And the dependence on styling products - Yuck! I've been learning for a while how to minimalize the amount of STUFF I use on my hair to keep it manageable and healthy, and now I will try to love it even if it is huge. Or rather, *because* it is huge. My goal is to be as naturally fabulous as Alex Kingston (presumeably) is. Or appears to be. Whatever. Yesterday I tried soaking my Sav-fro in grapeseed oil (gross). Today I cleansed it with baking soda water and vinegar, and now my hair is product-free! We'll call it fluffy.

The little ones have been growing in an amazing kind of way. Cara is tall and lean, lithe and mischievous. Fe is long and plump, and so happy. Her name suits her perfectly. They love each other to pieces. They are both bright-eyed beauties. Fe still has no teeth and hasn't started solids! Cara, on the other hand, can put away a fair amount of food when she cares to. I've been trying to severely limit the amount of processed and sugary foods she has access to, but since we started potty training she has definitely been allowed what I consider an excess of sweets! Ah well. Parenting is dynamic, isn't it?

That's enough for tonight. Got to go make a salad to go with Nate's experiment in pork ribs...