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Run it OUT


Okay. I lied. Don't tell MrsFatass. She's under the delusion that I don't lie.

All right, all right. It was an accidental lie.

I posted yesterday's post on Monday so that I wouldn't have to pay for an extra day of Internet. I had done everything else on the list except one thing. I fully expected to get that one thing done.

But I didn't.

Without Hubbend I was dependent on others to be able to get exercise in. Monday was zilch. Tuesday I actually got the 10,000 recommended steps in a day. Today I got 15528 steps, and traveled 7.35 miles.

I went out for a walk-bless my wonderful Hubbend-and instead found myself POUNDING the pavement. I ran hard. It felt so good. We have a lot of family drama-rama going on here. A lot. I've been in the thick of it the past few days. Not because I'm crazy-they don't know that I actually AM-but because I refuse to take sides. I go between the camps, I've always sort of defied the clique rules. Anyway, I was able to really WORK it OUT.

It felt really good. Been a helluva day. Really good, and really bad. I'm ready for a padded white room and some solitude. If they have internet I could be happy for a looooooong time.

Just wanted you to know. That's a huge NSV for me. What about you? Want to share any triumphs over stress?

*photo by itsemilyyy*


Apparently I don't know what day it is. Monday should be Tuesday, and Tuesday should be Wednesday. Sheesh. Also, Helen? I've been trying to get to Bullocks. I'm gonna make one last push before I get the even more authentically real deal tomorrow. At a real live Pig Pickin'. But I'm not saying who's coming. Because you would be jealous. (she's completely lovely and she's linked at the top) Corletta, you are invited but I fear 5 hours is too long.

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  1. I grew a pair and signed up for a half marathon next month (blog post to come..at some point), not exactly a triumph over stress, but I think thats count as an NSV :)

    Running can be pretty theraputic, eh? Great job making that push :)

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  2. that is a hugggggeee freakin NSV, Woman.

    me? Im hoping to find a way this weekend to both beat my stress and the husbands :)
    something creative and which will make us both LAUGH.

    laughter, for me, is the great stress diminisher.

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  3. You know what? EVRYBODY lies at some time or another. And Jello? I can take it or leave it. I will occasionally indulge in my MIL's finger jello because she makes it in all these cool shapes.

    Good job taking it to the streets. I think that is a very big deal. See you tomorrow!!

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  4. You know what? EVRYBODY lies at some time or another. And Jello? I can take it or leave it. I will occasionally indulge in my MIL's finger jello because she makes it in all these cool shapes.

    Good job taking it to the streets. I think that is a very big deal. See you tomorrow!!

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  5. What a great feeling! I'm starting to realize what a good stress reliever exercise is. Food has always been number one for me. Aaah, a swap out would do wonders for my thighs....

    Glad you're hanging in there through the family drama :D

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  6. Good for you! Last month when it was a stressful nightmare here, I craved exercise. That was an eye-opener for me. And when I could get exercise in, it really helped for a time.

    BTW - I often write my posts days ahead. Some even longer. Sometimes I go back and adjust the timing that is stated, sometimes I don't bother. I am sure my husband has looked at me funny a time or two reading what I wrote.

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  7. I'm glad you worked out the drama. So much better and with better rewards than stuffing it with food. I want to be happy for you and the Mrs. but I'm So. Freaking. Jealous. Really.

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  8. I didn't know we could fake the date. Hah! I like it. Those steps and workouts you're doing miracles if you ask me. Am I too naive? Don't think so.

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  9. I always try to post my own first comment,
    so people know I'm not trying to fake the date.
    hehe
    Good stepping, by the way!

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  10. Read your post over at did I eat that...and my heart so goes out to you...I was crying reading it. I know we dont live close or anything, but if there is anything I can do to help, let me know.

    thanks for sharing yourself with us. and for going running, it looks like your body was leading you as well, good job!...the only time I ran like that was after watching Forrest Gump, it was pretty surreal...

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  11. Great job on the exercise, it is good for us on so many levels.

    It sounds like quite the drama week for you, hang in there, this too shall pass.

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  12. @Steve-You would be the hairiest man alive if it meant you were a manly man. You exercise more than most everyone I know. Which means you=tabasco sauce! Congrats on signing up. I expect an epic saga as we cheer you on!

    @Miz- Woo-HOO! sounds like things will be extra spicy saucy for YOU. I hope you do. Laughter has always been a defense mechanism for me. I'm hoping to get it back. :) Go and Conquer!

    @MrsFatass- Sorry 'bout the drama I spilled at your place. You touched a chord. Obviously, as you have quite the crowd over there today. Good job FINISHING it yesterday. And, you made me cry. Again.

    I'm SO EXCITED!!! I bought four bags of lettuce. Do you think it will even make a dent? :)

    @Marisa- Wouldn't it be wonderful if there was a switch? Of course, you and I would have been smart enough to find it before. But noooo. "You Know You LIKE It" and all the rest strikes again. I will always remember your inflection and tone. :)

    @WaistingTime- I've been craving it too. It's even become more than a habit, or something I'm stressed about getting done. It's become my release, as clearly evidenced by yesterday. Even more interesting-I actually dealt with the reality that I wanted to pound someone instead of shoving the emotions below the surface. Felt really good.

    I worked on my NoMoreBacon post for two weeks at least. :D

    @Helen- *sigh* feels so much better than food. Then I'm in knots in my head and in my gut. Boo. You don't have to be happy about it. We'll just have to see if your life and my life overlap anywhere. I'm sure they do. I travel in most regions of the country at least annually. Or Hubbend. Would you be opposed to a Hubbend on your porch instead of me?

    @River- Oh girl. I could so teach you a thing or two...Thanks sweetheart. Lots better than the food and trying to tiptoe through drama. Bleh.

    @anne h- You are my posting integrity hero. Thanks on the steps. That's what a 3.8 mile run and a trip to the children's museum get me.

    @Holistic Health Coach-Tri Mom- Oh man. I'm better now. Even just a few hours later. Does that help at all? You are such a sweetheart.

    There is a lot of family about that either has never met Chickadee or hasn't seen the worst of it. I was at a good place until I had to tell the story again 6 times. It's good to ruminate sometimes. Probly not that much though.

    I only ran like 3.8 miles, the rest I earned on my pedometer at the museum. It was surreal. And it felt so GOOD.

    @Tami@nutmegnotebook-Thank you. I'm holding on tight. Hubbend and exercise...It's over on Sunday.

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  13. It is a valuable phrase

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