I am MILF

I was such a good girl tonight.  Not nearly the amount of damage I really wanted to do — a corn dog, corn on the cob, and a nonfat sugar-free peach frozen yogurt.  They had these french fries that looked like a tornado.  I wanted them so bad.  When we walked past the booth, I thought to myself how this was the one time of year I would be able to get them, and I left without even trying one.   Baby Boy had a fantastico time soaking up all the colors and noises.  As did I.  The carnies are more feisty than I remember.

I can feel my body really wanting to get below 145.  I just know it.  I am a total size 8.  I tried on my Donna Ricco dress that I bought two months ago and couldn’t zip up.  It looks hot!  

Decided to hit the track in late morning instead of tonight because we are going to the fair later.  I can’t wait!  This is going to be some good people watching.  Last couple of days, I really have to pat myself on the back for my vegi intake.  I have been eating more than my usual three tomatoes and pickles; I’ve added broccoli.  Great filler.  So I am going to do my best not to indulge tonight, but if I do, I think I may stick with a corndog or fries.  I’ve been good for way too long!

So today I hit the local green market and they had these strange looking fruits on sale.  I had never heard of or seen them before — ground cherries.  They advertised that they tast like pineapple.  Well, for 2.99, I couldn’t pass them up, plus, they came from my favorite local organic farm, Peaceful Belly.  Well they have a strange tomatillo-like wrapper.  Inside is a little yellow cherry, and they did taste like candied pineapple!  And the schnozzberries taste like schnozzberries!  If you haven’t tried these, you should.  

This is just sad.  149?  After a two-day hiatus from anything resembling a run,  I am proud to report I just finished a 3.5 mile jog.  I feel great.  I felt so great, that I called my good buddy, Lisa, and asked her if she would do a 5K with me the next time one comes up near Boise.  I have been doing these, like, three or four times a week anyway.  Might as well support a cause and get a t-shirt showing off that I actually completed something besides school and pregnancy.

Baby boy was treated to some pretzel bites and Fruity Booty rice puffs at the local green market.  I love giving new foods to him, and they have a lot of them.  He has a very open palate at his young age.  I love that.  I have ALWAYS been so picky.

This one is going to be a toughie, 147.  This week, I have really just been exhausted by the end of every day.  I really just walked about a mile and a half at the track tonight and about three miles last night.  I ate somewhat responsibly today, if my turkey green apple brie sandwich counts as “responsible.”  Since I rarely eat out, I really wanted to side it with fries, but I was a good girl and got a salad w/ranch on the side instead.  

After my mom, baby boy, and I had lunch, we hit the Macy’s clearance center.  I tried on a size 8 Donna Ricco dress — surprise, I couldn’t zip it up in the back.  I hate being this wide.  Maybe that is why I am so hot and bothered by Michael Phelps, because I am currently wearing his back.  Well, that ain’t ever gonna change.

I am getting “banged” tomorrow by my stylist.  That’s her dirty way of putting me getting my bangs trimmed.  She is such a badass.  I love that her hair is always a style I want to try.  I don’t think I would ever trust a hair stylist whose hair looked like crap.  

I am so glad that it didn’t take a week to get back to 147.  I should reach my goal of 145 by Monday.  Crazy.  I haven’t been 145 since I was 22.  135 is my new goal.  I know it may take me a few months to lose the last ten pounds.  I am not going to stress about it, because I feel strong and happy.  Staying on plan shouldn’t be hard today.  Baby boy and I don’t really have any plans.   

Crap.  That lasagna was to die for!  Our friends had us over last night for dinner and I had two servings of lasagna.  I had saved my remainder of points for this dinner.  I don’t even know how many calories I consumed last night and don’t care.  It was tasty.  I couldn’t believe it was homemade.  So good.  So I am back on the wagon today.

Anyway, I had absolutely no sleep last night because my baby had taken a really long nap earlier in the day.  I hope I fair better tonight.  Had a game tonight and jog/walked about 3.5 miles.  I think I am going to have to break down and get a gym membership for three months when it starts to snow.  I don’t want to fall back into the shape I was in last winter.  I hope tomorrow’s weight-in is a little kinder.

Okay, okay, so this wasn’t my morning weigh-in; I decided to go for a late morning run and then step on the scale.  I was blown away.  At first I thought it said 157 and about had a seizure.  I only ran one mile and walked the other two.  I knew I wouldn’t be able to fit a run in at any other time today since we had dinner plans for tonight.

My old high school friend really wanted to get out of the house to see a movie; she suggested Stepbrothers or Hancock.  I just couldn’t stomach the thought of either of those, which left Wanted.  Angelie Jolie.  Good God, the woman is flawless.  Ooh, and strong as the day is long.  Very inspirational for all us bad mamas! 

After the movie, I treated myself (I am very good at treating myself) to a small shopping spree at Old Navy.  I got a couple medium (you heard right) shirts and a couple size 8 short shorts.  Thirty bucks isn’t even really a spree, but being skinnier can sure buy a lot more for a lot cheaper.  And, you don’t have to spend three hours trying to find a pair of size 11 jeans that will fit a size 14 body.  They also don’t have to be a hundred dollars or more just because they are constructed to give your behind a lift and your tummy a tuck.

Wow.  What an inspiration, the most decorated Olympian in history.  That is so hot!  Honestly, part of my obsession with this guy might have something to do with the fact that he may look a tad bit like my first love.  Same goofy face.

I took my run tonight, and while normally, lately, I have been fatiguing after about 2.5 miles.  After thinking about the athletes in Beijing, especially Mr. Phelps, I found the energy to go another two laps to make it a round three miles, with a full out sprint on my last lap; notwithstanding the fact that I was being devoured by mosquitoes, despite a really healthy shower of bug repellent.  

To beat the heat, baby’s daddy and I saw Tropic Thunder today.  I didn’t laugh quite as much as I had hoped I would.  I wouldn’t say it was worth a $9.00 ticket, maybe a matinee price though.  

So it’s gonna be like that, huh?  Half pound at a time, I guess is the running theme for the past few days.  I don’t mind.  I ended up only playing two games last night instead of my anticipated triple header.

It’s gorgeous outside today, so we should probably go for a run on the Greenbelt towing baby boy behind on a bike, but I would love to see Tropic Thunder.  So many things to see in that movie:  Robert Downey Jr., Tom Cruise, Jack Black.  I can’t wait.  Maybe my mom will watch baby boy so we can try for a late afternoon show.

It just hit me that I am in the best shape I have been in in about five years.  I feel great.  I think a lot of it has to do with laying off the drink.  I virtually quit when I found out I was pregnant (not to say I was drinking while pregnant, just that I nearly quit for good).  That was 2006.  Except for my wild night out two weekends ago, I’ve been a good girl.