This morning, I woke up again at 4:50. I'm so tired of waking up before 5:00! There is no need for me to get up before 7:00, but I can't sleep in for the life of me. I laid in bed this morning, trying to fall back asleep, before I finally decided to get out of bed at 6:00 and run on the treadmill. If I was going to be up that early, might as well be productive!
I'm not following a particular running schedule until my winter training starts on the 25th, but I've actually been using last year's runs as a mock-schedule. I just look at what I did on this day last year, and do the same run. These are last November's runs. When I tap on the particular day, I can see my pace and map of where I ran, and all that.
|Since someone is sure to ask, this app is called|
"LogMyTraining Pro"; I like it because I can sync
it with my Garmin.
I set the treadmill at an 8:45ish pace to start, and then during the last mile, I kept increasing the speed just to get done faster. I really picked it up for the last half mile or so, and ran at a 6:58 pace for the last two-tenths of a mile, just to see if I would have a heart attack ;)
After showering, and getting the kids off to school, I made breakfast. I got this box of Breakfast On the Go! from Kroger for one of their Free Friday coupon downloads (they have a coupon every Friday for a free item). I figured that since today is Taste Test Tuesday, might as well give it a try. I chose to get the Apples & Cinnamon flavor.
I peeled and chopped an apple, sprinkled it with cinnamon, and then microwaved it for a couple of minutes until it was soft. Then I topped it with the Breakfast On the Go! packet and a drizzle of almond butter.
The whole thing was 7 PointsPlus, and it was very satisfying. The Breakfast On the Go! is really just like a granola--oat clusters with dried fruit and nuts (in this case, it was apple pieces, raisins and almonds). It's very crunchy, which goes good with the soft apple.
The packet was 5 PointsPlus, which seems like a lot for such a small amount, but granola is always high in calories. I rarely eat just a bowl of granola and milk, like I would cereal, because of the small serving size; but when bulked up with an apple and some almond butter, it went a long way.
I don't know why I feel like this is worth mentioning, but today is the three year anniversary of when I broke my jaw. It was a very significant event in my life--I tend to think of everything in terms of "before I broke my jaw" and "after I broke my jaw".
The whole jaw incident was just so strange! I'd never broken a bone in my entire life; nor had I ever fainted. And then November 12, 2010 happened. The whole long story is here, but basically, I put Noah to bed and then became extremely nauseous and dizzy. I started to walk to the bathroom, thinking I was going to throw up. Next thing I knew, I woke up face-down on his floor, my face in a puddle of blood. There was a hole in my lower lip and in my chin (where the bone had punctured through) and my jaw was horribly misaligned in several spots.
My mom took me to the hospital, where I spent six days, having two surgeries. I'd broken my jaw completely through in five places. The doctors were never able to tell me why I fainted, but they believe it was because of my low blood pressure. Strangely enough, I don't associate my jaw incident with bad memories; I actually have really good memories from that time!
I learned just how much my family loves me. I've had depression ever since I was a kid, and I always kind of felt like a misfit in my family, like I wasn't good enough to belong. They never gave me any reason to feel that way; I think a lot of it had to do with my weight (I was the only overweight one).
But when I broke my jaw, my whole family immediately pulled together to do whatever I needed, without my having to ask for anything. I wrote about it all in detail here, but to put it simply, they were fantastic! I still can't even think (or write) about this without crying. I just feel like it made my family so much closer.
My friends were amazing during that time, too: picking up my kids from school, chauffeuring them around (I couldn't drive), making dinner for my family, coming to visit me to keep me company, etc. They didn't wait for me to ask for help; they just took charge and said did it, which was such a relief to me.
So, I think the reason November 12th is such a significant day for me is because I was finally able to open my eyes and see how much everyone really cares for me. In the peaks of my depression, I used to think that nobody would even bat an eye if something happened to me. The whole incident with my jaw made me realize how wrong I was.
It was also my jaw surgery that led to my skin removal surgery. Prior to breaking my jaw, I was terrified of anesthesia, and wouldn't even consider skin removal surgery. After my jaw surgeries, which weren't exactly optional, I was over my fear and I started the process of finding a surgeon. Almost a year to the day after my first jaw surgery was when I had my lower body lift, which has been life changing (in a good way) as well!