Winter Whining

This is my current situation.

It is 5PM.

I am laying in bed.

Yes, those are my party size Doritos.

No, I am NOT sharing with the dog. They are MINE.

The “Party Size” is fitting as I am having a bit of a pity party because I am in the “I hate my life” stage of winter. Being curled up under my covers is probably the best place for me to not kill anyone. We are under 52 feet of snow and the forecast shows arctic temps. Hey, Mother Nature…it is frickin’ March. Time to lay off the frozen wrath.

I am over being cold. Over wet socks and hat hair. I am sick of my parka and boots. I can’t handle any more shoveling or scraping the ice of my car. Ohhhh the salt residue that is on everything makes me want to scream. My family is also on the annoyance list. My daughter was just about kicked out of the family for practicing her trumpet. Sorry, we just can’t be subjected to that kind of torture when we are stuck inside. Another thing about being stuck inside is making me loathe my house. I currently am trying to pick out paint, figure out a remodel job, or simply find a new house.

I am a hardy Minnesota gal but even hardiest people have their breaking point. This is bullshit. If I didn’t love my family so much we would be moving south!

While I was sitting her typing this very post, we thought we heard gun shots and went running to see what was going on. It was not was not gun shots, it was the sound of carbonated water exploding in our garage. It is too damned cold for canned carbonated beverages and I forgot I placed them out there. Whoops at least it wasn’t a case of Coke. That would be a mess to clean up. It is rather comical but IT IS MARCH and it should not be this cold!!!

To summarize….Winter sucks.

Home Life

Kondo Mania

I am in the beginning stages of “kondoizing” my house.  I am referring to the KonMarie method of tidying my house or in my words, I am getting my shit together.  If you haven’t heard of the wildly popular Marie Kondo, she wrote the book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and Organizing.  The main message of the book is to keep only the things that “spark joy”.

I read the book about 4 years ago and agreed with the message but thought the author was a bit clinically OCD.  In the next round of purging my house, I included that book in the donate pile and just went about normal life because, well, the book was not “joyful”.

My interest  in Marie Kondo was rekindled when my equally OCD daughter was researching folding techniques to organize her room.   We were both pretty excited to see she has a show on Netflix that shows families that follow her step by step method to obtain order in the lives.  I am not a hoarder BUT there are 5 of us and a dog living in here so it is common for my house to look like a bomb went off.  I could use a little help keeping things in line. Since we are confined to being indoors because of the winter from hell, it seemed like a good time to go through the house with a fine tooth comb.

Her method of tidying has 5 stages that should be done in the following order:

  1. Clothing
  2. Books
  3. Papers
  4. Kimono (Miscellaneous rooms)
  5. Sentimental Stuff

I just finished step one, the clothing.  Following her guidelines, I piled all of my stuff in a huge pile on my bed (and then moved it to the floor).  With my schedule and my constant laundry pile up it took me a bit longer than I had hoped. Here is what I have learned during this step:

  1. None of my current clothes truly spark joy.   NOT. A.SINGLE.ITEM. I kept the ones that don’t make me feel fat and frumpy.
  2. A good amount of my clothes were obtained through desperation shopping at Target.  Desperation shopping = ANYTHING that will fit.
  3. I have a lot of $5 t-shirts black t-shirts that lost their shape
  4. I kept a lot of name brand clothes I didn’t love just because they weren’t from Target or because I spent money on them.
  5. I have a lot of black clothes.  I could compete with Wednesday Addams.
  6. I had a lot of clothes that are past their prime and that had holes. I am not sure why I still held on to them.
  7. I had a lot of race t-shirts.  I kept the ones from the big races and ditched the rest
  8. I had a lot of burgundy clothes and I have come to realize that I loathe that color on me so those items are gone.
  9. I need new unmentionables and socks desperately.  Oh boy….let’s just say I don’t want to be in a car accident.
  10. Most of my workout clothes are too small.  YIkes, that is kind of a problem. I kept my favorites and donated the rest.

Check out all of my Kondo folding and all of my black clothing!

I got my husband to do his clothes as well.  While he didn’t “Kondo” fold or “thank” his items, he did get rid of some ratty sweatshirts and some hideous sweaters.  And that right there, sparked joy for me.

Our donation pile is growing and we still have 4 more steps to go!  Next up…BOOKS!


What’s Cooking and the Week Ahead

Sunday night, already? I love my job but I am not ready for the work week to start. I kicked off this weekend in a very exciting way, I watched “Tidying Up with Marie Kondo. In fact, I made the family watch it with me and we (me) were very excited to get to work and get my house cleaned and organized. My goal was to be sitting back with a glass of wine admiring all the hard work we did over the weekend. I am a dreamer at times because I should have known better than getting anything done when the calendar had 3 hockey games, 7 hockey practices, a lacrosse game, and 2 off season soccer training events. Needless to say, my house was not “Kondo-ed”

To redeem myself, I planned and organized meals for the week. I took to Pinterest to get some ideas that would be family friendly and Whole 30-ish. I picked a few meals, shopped and prepped for the week. I personally feel like I need an award for accomplishing this task as this is one that I struggle with all the time. Here are the meals I have planned for the week and I will report back how the family reacted:

The one thing that helped me was the grocery pick up. I have had my groceries delivered before and found that it was more work than it was worth and ended up being more expensive. This was slick, I reserved a time, ordered my groceries, and picked them up while my daughter was at soccer. I pulled into the parking lot, called a number, and my groceries were brought to my car. Now if only Costco would offer this service!!!

There is no other way to describe the week ahead but INSANE. I am over-scheduled at work and over scheduled at home. I am also getting ready to travel for work. I have not been good about getting up early to run so my goal for the week is to be up by 5 or 5:30 AM and to get on my treadmill at least 3 times this week. Baby steps.


New Year, Old Resolutions

Since we are in the first third of January I feel like I can still declare my New Year’s Resolutions. I turned 45 last month (forty-freaking-five!!) and starting jotting down my goals for the year. Some of these goals are pretty lofty and are pushing the envelope to midlife crisis mode. If I am going to accomplish these things, some things have got to change and new habits need to be developed. This year, I have a lot of goals but my focus will be on running and weight loss. It may be a new year, but these resolutions are not new and I am determined to make them happen.


One of my main reoccurring things on my list was I to become a runner again. I miss running and I miss doing races. I currently don’t know my running baseline but considering I got winded walking up a flight of steps, I think I will be starting from ground zero. I am not in good shape at the moment and it can only go up from where I am at.

I am the type of person that needs some sort race or event to keep me motivated. I have signed up for a few races in 2019 and I intend on training for them.  I am notorious for saying that but then not putting the time in to properly train. I am setting out to change that pattern! I have determined that in order to sneak in training to my crazy schedule I am going to have to do a couple of things, the first is get up earlier and the second is to actually schedule time on the calendar to get my run in. It is an added benefit that I have friends with similar goals that I can lean on for accountability and to meet up for a quick run.

I have selected a few races that are fun events in the upcoming months.

  • May: ALS Superhero Dash. This is a race where I am going to raise money for this terrible disease. My husband has a motor neuron disease that falls under the ALS umbrella so this event is near and dear to my heart.
  • June: Garry Bjorklund Half Marathon in Duluth. It is a great race in my hometown.
  • October: Twin Cities Marathon. I am not currently signed up but I really have the itch for 26.2 miles. It may not be in the cards but I definitely want to start working towards this goal.

Weight Loss

What kind of a year kicks off without weight loss not being on the list? I think that losing weight has been on my list every year since I have been 10 years old. I just turned 45 and I have determined that I need to make some changes that will shrink my waistline and the numbers on the scale. I am not looking to have a bikini body but I want to be healthy. I have a target of about 50-65 lbs to lose.

I am embarrassed to say that I have gained all the weight back from last September when I completed the Whole 30 and I have completely failed my Healthy Wage. I need to dust myself off and get back on the wagon. I know there is not a magic way to drop this weight, I just need to plan better.

I am looking forward to an exciting 2019 and making progress on these two goals.


Goodbye 2018, Hello 2019

I love New Year’s Day. It is a day of reflection and planning. When I say reflection and planning I mean sitting my my PJs, binge watching something on Netflix while the dishes are piled up and the kids are connected to their respective devices. It is the perfect way to ring in the new year! Did I mention I slept in this morning?

I know I am a broken record, but I cannot believe how fast another year FLEW by! Our 2018 was a great year with the exception of a few sad moments. The highlights of my year include, being promoted at work, trips to Utah, Canada, and Florida, successfully completing the Whole 30, fundraising for the ALS Association, and participating in Grandma’s Half Marathon. We got to go to a few concerts and the kids were kept busy in sports. We added a driver to the family and because of the new driver, we also had to replace a car. Our hearts were broken because lost a few amazing people that were part of our family and played big roles in our lives. Our lives continued to revolve around sports…especially hockey. We added travel lacrosse and soccer to the chaos and we are grateful for the experiences even though they drain our bank account. We have been fortunate to have had many fun memories this past year and our hearts are full.

Even though 2018 has a long list of good points, I fell short of almost all of my personal self improvement goals. I gained back the 20 pounds I lost earlier this year, I never started running, and some of the projects I promised myself I was going to do remain untouched.

Needless to say, I am pretty frustrated with myself. I really don’t have a reason or excuse for not hitting my goals. If I am going to be honest, I didn’t have a plan and put everything on the back-burner. The lack of planning gave me subconscious permission to face plant into an abyss of donuts and pizza (aka my kryptonite) and that is exactly what I did.

I am not going to beat myself up or wallow in self pity. I am dusting myself off and I am working on a plan to get my shit together for 2019.

Yes, I will be making resolutions!

Stay tuned! Now, back to Netflix!

goals, Running

Oh Look, A Race!

Most of the time I have a pretty good head on my shoulders and for the most part I make smart choices.  But when it comes down to signing up for long distance races all bets are off.  All it takes is a little peer pressure, a dare, and the opportunity to earn some bragging rights to get me to throw my name into the ring.  I always start with great intentions when I click the submit button and get my confirmation number.

I WILL train, I WILL lose Weight, I WILL be in shape.

Every time without fail, I always find myself completely unprepared.  Usually 10 lbs heavier and in worse physical shape.  I seem to forget that every ounce of my free time is devoted to the activities of my 3 active children.  I also seem to forget that when something looks okay on paper that it doesn’t always translate in real life.  I always complete the race, I am always in pain, miserable and I vow I WILL NEVER DO IT AGAIN.

This is my thought process:


My last half marathon back in June followed this exact cycle.  Being quite over weight and not running a single mile before the race was painful (as it should have been!). I remember praying for death at mile 9 and swearing with every step I took.  I was certain, this time I definitely was done and I vowed that I would never run another race untrained. 

Well…Hello Moth, see that flame?

I just secured my spot in the 2019 Garry Bjorklund Half Marathon in June.  Without skipping a beat, I announced to the world that I am signed up and I will train.  My friends and family know me pretty well!

My Facebook Post:


And then the comments from my buddies started coming in:



Then some more comments:



My husband’s reaction (if the picture isn’t worth 1000 words, There was a “Bitch please” and an eyeroll):



My friends and family know me pretty well but this time I am determined to prove them wrong (insert their groans here).

Here is my plan:timeline

As you see from the timeline, I have quite a bit of time to train.  I am starting slow by phasing in with the Couch to 5K plan.  From there I will slowly add mileage.  I have a treadmill to knockout miles when the weather is bad.  I also have a extra driver to help with the schedule and I have this blog to keep me accountable. No excuses!  I will be ready for June.

Now I just need to find my running shoes!



Weight Loss

Whole 30 Bandwagon


About 4 years ago I purchased the book The Whole 30 because I kept hearing of miraculous transformation stories of how people’s waistlines shrunk and their health was restored.  I was inspired by friends that completed the program and described their journey as “life changing”. I wanted to be part of this revolution and I wanted the results…I just wanted pizza more.


Over the years, I picked up the book many times and casually glanced over the program (usually while sipping on a beer).  I would always vow to start “on Monday”.  When the day came to start, it never took long for my resolve to break.  Someone would bring in donuts at work or I would be enticed with a weekend cocktail.  My 30 days usually ended in about 30 minutes.

I needed to make a major change.  I put on a significant amount of weight due to some health issues I experienced, the stress of a toxic a  job, and the diagnosis of Primary Lateral Sclerosis my husband received.  I gave up running and most other forms of exercise.  It took me a long time but I finally I hit my breaking point when the scale hit numbers I only saw at my highest pregnancy weight.  Not only was my weight out of control, I was dealing with a raging ulcer and brutal allergies.  I was all around unhealthy.  I knew I had to eventually get my money out of the book.

Being in my mid 40’s and feeling a lot older than my years is what ultimately gave me the motivation to start.  My husband and I chose to do this together.  My goal for the program was to break my dependence on sugar, lose a few pounds, and feel better.  My husband’s goal was to also shed a few pounds and see if it would help with his mobility.  I knew doing it together would be the only way either of us would stick to it.

We opted to start the day the kids went back to school, September 4th.  We had enough time to plan how we would get through the month and deal with events that would have normally derailed us.  I meal planned, grocery shopped, and even cooked.  These are three tasks that I do not love and I am not good at.  I am proud to say we survived the 30 days!

Here is the high level overview of my 30 days:

  1.  Easy Peasy.  Meals were planned and we weren’t hungry.
  2.  Still felt okay but my allergies were killing me but it was nice to have all my meals planned.
  3. Tired, unfocused and grumpy
  4. SUPER CRABBY.  Where the hell is my sugar???
  5. I stormed out of a car dealership, due to a limp handshake.  Need I say more.
  6. I truly could kill someone and need to be contained.
  7. Headache and Exhausted
  8. Even worse headache today.  Make it stop.
  9. Headache and more bloated than I have ever been in my whole entire life
  10. Still bloated.
  11. Feeling a bit better.  Can’t believe I haven’t caved to Booze…I went to a party and didn’t drink.
  12. Survived another BD party with no cake, no booze, and ate tacos with no cheese
  13. Feeling okay-ish.
  14. I think I am rounding the corner and feel a bit more energetic
  15. I feel pretty good
  16. Feel good but got a nasty cold
  17. Sneezy but feeling good
  18. Another Friday, another weekend kicks off without booze
  19. Great!  I survived a no booze for girls night
  20. Not hungry at all and I am craving anything
  21. Just fine and dandy.
  22. Softwar deployment night for work, ate my weight in pistachios
  23. Sinus infection takes over
  24. Headache
  25. Major Headache
  26. Relief-FINALLY and I am feeling good
  27. Over this and now I REALLY  WANT PIZZA!
  28. Counting down the minutes to be done with this where I can dive into a vat of gummy bears.
  29. I want a cocktail….and a Twinkie.
  30. OMG…..I my pants are baggy.  I am down 19.2 lbs!  My husband is down 22lbs.  IN 30 DAYS!!

30 days done, now what?

I feel pretty darn good and I want to keep going.  I like that my pants are getting baggy and my ulcer seems to have calmed down.  I like that I can walk away from ice cream or birthday cake because I don’t have wicked sugar cravings anymore.  I want the scale to continue moving south and I don’t want to go back to chomping handfuls of Tums to control my heartburn.  I know going forward I will enjoy a cocktail or nachos on occasion but I would like this to be my new normal.