Daily Photo: Mr. Newt

October 14, 2011

Enjoying the sun

Daily Photo: Arrow

October 13, 2011

Pointing my way to work.

Run When Chased

October 12, 2011

I have this fantasy.  I believe I can make it a reality but it will take a lot of work and self-control.  The latter I don’t have much of.  It’s this idea that you can have a baby and not even 6 months later, look normal again.  Not bloated, not 20 lbs heavier, but normal.  I’ve seen this happen.  I cannot tell you the jealousy I feel for women who have pictures with their infant and they’re wearing size 6 jeans.  I guess maybe I should start out as a size six and maybe getting back there would be simpler.  Just an idea.

Thirteen months after having my daughter I have finally started to run again.  Now, I don’t know if I can actually say “again” since my running life was a short 3 years.  Anyway, I have 10 lbs of baby weight left to lose and then 20 lbs of weight-that-should-have-been-lost-before-I-got-pregnant to lose.  I could probably stand to lose more than 30 lbs but BACK OFF, I’m trying.

Day one of running was pathetic.  Intermittent intervals of running and lots of walking.  I had on stupid shoes I thought would work and a small playlist of 10 songs.   I at least found out that my route is 1.5 miles long, give or take.

Over the weekend I readied myself to run in the park.  I got Nora and we headed off.  We were apparently a little late since it was overrun with ladies strolling and soccer kids marauding.  I attempted to use the C25K app I had downloaded on my phone but I am one of the few people that this program does not work for.  The shoes I thought would work turned out to be horrible (I had to take ibuprofen for two days my legs hurt so badly) and did I mention the hills?  Nora, ever the trooper, fell asleep during the ordeal.  We won’t even talk about Sunday.  Let’s just say 80 year olds walking their toy dogs lapped me.  Sigh. And did I mention the hills?

So, I sulk on Monday and then Tuesday it turns around. I traded out my shoes for an old pair of Asics I had from back-in-the-day and ran a different course.  Success!  I have no idea how to gauge this, whether it’s a good distance or not, but I think I ran about ½ a mile solid, which may be quite pathetic but it made me happy.  It was what I needed to keep at this.

I am hoping this will stick and by the time we’re ready for Baby #2 my fantasy of zipping up non-maternity pants before my child reaches high school may come true.

Melancholy: Time

September 23, 2011

Neglected doesn’t even come close to what I have done, or not done, to this blog.  To catch up – I got married, then I got pregnant, then we had an amazing daughter and then we bought a house.  Not bad for two years of neglect.  I should also say Adam changed jobs in there as well.  We like to lump all of our major life changes together.  That’s how we roll.

 Our daughter Nora just turned one a couple of weeks ago.  It’s incredible how time works.  The first three months were pure bliss for me.  Floating through maternity leave, enjoying the Fall weather and the smell of new baby.  The next three months seemed to go by much slower.  Maybe being back amongst the working had something to do with it.  It seemed like she would always be on her tummy, crawling away and then BAM!  She’s standing, then cruising and then full on walking and then she’s asking you for the keys to your car so she can go out Friday night. 

Babyhood flies by faster than you think.  The beginning kind of lulls you into small changes.  She rolled over!  She grabbed something!  She smiled!  You think, I’m enjoying this and suddenly you find yourself trying to figure out which new car seat to get since she’s too tall for her pumpkin seat and pondering the pros and cons of buying Stride Rite’s since she hasn’t developed an arch yet but is already running a 5k every morning before you leave for work.

I guess what I’m saying is that the speed at which things have gone is amazing to me.  There’s this phenomenon I’ve noticed, and I’m sure you have too; as you get older time goes by faster, like our own relativity scale increases.  High school took an eternity and college flew by.  I blinked and grad school was over.  I need to learn to savor the moment, to be “present”. This has always been difficult for me.  I have wonderful memories but I want to have wonderful, truly actualized experiences, snapshots at least.  Maybe I need to take up yoga or meditation or see a counselor about slowing down and lessening anxiety/stress/real life.  I don’t want to be absent in this amazing life I am fortunate enough to lead.  I want to enjoy every single second.  Ok, well maybe not every single second but where it counts.  I guess this is the lament of so many people, with or without children.  (Look at me trying to lump you all in with me so I look normal.  I’m tricky that way.)  But truly, real life makes you dizzy and rushed and unable to have the luxury of experience.  If one of you figures out the secret to this let me know.  I’d like in on it.

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My loves.

Again

October 12, 2009

Ahhh the lead up to work trips.  Do we have everything we’ll need?  Will people show up?  Will something odd happen?  Will I forget to pack clothes?  Will Chicago be backed up and we’ll have to plan a driving route to Wisconsin?

I tend not to go into the office on travel days which leaves me a bit anxious.  I feel a bit guilty not going in, as long as there isn’t anything pressing, but remind myself that I’m away from home for about two days solid.

It’s weird, sitting at home, checking email, catching some time with Adam before I leave.  It’s not calm, it’s waiting.  Waiting for loading the car and the eventual airport goodbye.    I know – buck up it’s not that big of a deal.  I should internalize that.  The trip will be fine and I’ll have fun with my co-workers I’ll just be looking forward to coming home.

Change of Season

October 10, 2009

Fall has officialy begun.  I’m so excited to pull ot my seaters and boots!  Summer is lovely and we had such a nice one this year but I’m in a Fall kind of mood.  The smell of damp leaves and coffee brewing feels so homey.  We’re getting ready for hibernation.

Transitions

October 4, 2009

I’m trying to figure out the best way to combine the two blogs I have here on WordPress.  I’d like to combine them into one but can’t figure out if that’s even possible.  I’m considering just scrapping  Hasselblad and having picture posts in this one.  Hmmm..I’ll have to think about it a bit.  But for now – a picture.

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