A good day

This morning started with me getting up at 6:00 am.  Why was I getting up at 6 on a Sunday? Because, once again, a friend talked me into running Pike’s Peek 10K.  I was a little worried about running it this time as I had fallen behind on my training and put some pounds back on.  I told myself just to finish and would be happy with a 13 min per mile average.

Felt good during the race and was amazed to finish with a 12:10 per mile average!  It felt great to get back to real running, bring on the Frederick half!  What made it even better was watching Wee One run her heart out on her 1K fun run.  She really pushed herself to finish fast and strong.  untitled-6484

I can’t wait to run the Frederick 5K with her in 2 weeks.

After a wonderful lunch with friends, I managed to mow the lawn and pull several bushes out of the front yard.  All in all I feel pretty good about this weekend.



So I weighed myself this morning in my usual manner and got results I’m fairly happy with.  I purposely waited until today as I wanted a few days of normal eating between my illness and my weigh in so I saw a legitimate weight and not a “false positive” caused by a week of the flu.

Due to the various bodily issues brought on by the bug that got me last week, I had lost about 8 pounds.  I was pretty certain that much of that was wat3er weight as I was dehydrated by fluid loss.  So, after 5 days of normal eating I weighed myself and saw 256.5 lbs and a BMI of 34.8.  This is down from my pre illness weigh in of 258.7 lbs and 35.1 BMI.  While I know I have a long way to go, I’m pretty happy with things so far. Since 3/28 when I re-dedicated myself to being healthy I have lost 6 pounds and over a point off my BMI.  I’m on my way!


Being sick sucks!

I had arranged to take Tuesday 4/9 off to take care of SWMBO as she had a follow up appointment for her surgery, we had an appointment at Wee one’s school and we were going to the Fleetwood Mac concert.  Well, those plans all got blown to hell when I got violently sick in the middle of the night.

While I managed to be able to drive her to a school appointment for Wee One and her follow up surgery appointment, I could not manage the drive down to the Verizon Center.  We scrambled madly to find someone to take her and use my ticket or someone to buy both tickets but no dice.  I’m gonna have to figure out how to make it up to her!

For the first time in my working life I missed 3 days of work in a row due to illness. The only other times I have missed that much work involved surgery or hear attacks.  I am both looking forward and terrified of going back tomorrow.  Who knows how much has built up?  The only silver lining to the cloud is that I lost about 8 pounds during the illness.

Anyway, just a rambling post to show I have not given up on this blog.  Hopefully I’ll have something interesting to say next time.


A week later…

And I have mixed results.  I am faithfully using my fitbit again which is encouraging me to move more.  I’m averaging over 10,000 steps a day again and looking to increase that. Here’s how I am doing on my new resolutions:

  1. Run at least 3 times a week –  Check!  Doing fine on that.
  2. Walk at least 3 times a week – Check! Yep, no prob here.
  3. Track my food every day – So so.  I’m tracking about 80%, but it’ll improve.
  4. No more buffets at lunch – FAIL! Had friends in from out of town and ended up meeting at the indian buffet.  Good news is I managed to keep the portions down.
  5. Weigh in every morning – FAIL! Only have weighed in twice.  I think I need to move the scale downstairs and make it part of my morning routine.
  6. No food after 10:00 pm – Kinda.  3 days I ate too late.  Working on it.
  7. Work on portion control – Need to figure out how to stop snacking.

Not quite the glowing report I was hoping for, but better than nothing.  I’ll  keep working at it.

In other and better news, SWMBO’s knee surgery went well and she’s recovering nicely.  The surgeon said there was no damage to her meniscus or any of the tendons. He removed some thickened material from the area that was rubbing on the bone.  Here’s hoping this eases her constant knee pain.


An unpleasant awakening…

I knew I'd fallen off the wagon. I knew my clothes were feeling a bit tighter. I knew I hadn't run at all in weeks and had only done a bit of real walking. Even knowing all that, I was still deluding myself that I was “just a bit off schedule.”

That lasted until I stepped on the scale this morning and discovered that I had gained back nearly all the weight I had lost! The scale at the gym tipped at 264 which is a weight I hadn't seen in years. I'm not happy with myself and owe my family a big apology.

Words won't do it though, only actions will suffice. Therefore, here I state my new commitment and plan:

  1. Run at least 3 times a week
  2. Walk at least 3 times a week
  3. Track my food every day
  4. No more buffets at lunch
  5. Weigh in every morning
  6. No food after 10:00 pm
  7. Work on portion control

With this plan I should get back on track and head in the right direction. Now, don't worry that I'm wallowing in self pity or beating myself up too much. The good news is that the weight discovery was made AFTER a 3 mile treadmill run this morning.



Been a while…

I can’t believe I have not updated since September.  I need to get better at this blogging thing, especially since I just launched a second one.  What second one, you ask? I have launched my photography blog conanlloydphotography.com in order to have a “one stop shop” for people to view my photos if they wish to.

Now, I’m about to go on a bit of a rant and it involves politics, religion, GLBT rights and assorted things like that so fair warning.  Rant starts after the break. Continue reading

Revisiting our honeymoon… Sunday

Since last Friday was our 10 year anniversary and I reprinted that piece about our wedding, I thought I’d reprint the bits I wrote about our honeymoon as well.  For the next few days, I will post the daily descriptions I wrote at that time.  No worries, there’s nothing here that will scandalize anyone, (sorry Rob).  So, without any further ado, here’s day 9…

Sunday, September 22, 2002

Time to go. We docked, cleared customs and headed to our shuttle bus to head home. When the bus got to Philadelphia, I decided to call Gary to check on our ride home from Union Station. This started the great return dilemma.Gary had realized that he couldn’t pick us up due to another appointment, so he called Scott. The real problem was that Gary couldn’t remember where to pick us up from. Gary thought we were coming into BWI and Scott though we had taken a water shuttle from New York. The third part of the problem was that Jason & Janine had our car.

After multiple phone calls and some conversations straight out of a Marx Brothers movie, it was settled. Scott would come get us if we got off the bus in Baltimore instead of DC, Jason & Janine would bring our car to Scott’s house and we would have dinner with Scott & Kath and tell them all about our honeymoon.After all that it was a relief to finally set foot in our own home and sleep in our own bed.

We can’t wait to do it all over again!


P.S. One of our fellow passengers had mentioned that our honeymoon was almost over. “Not true,” I replied, “the trip may be almost over but the honeymoon will last as long as we keep it alive.”  Here’s hoping we can keep it alive for many years to come.