I got quite a bit done today. I was 'supposed' to take Paolo to the shelter today, but I just couldn't do it! I'm so afraid that he'll either not get adopted or he'll go to a bad home. I looked on Craigslist today to possibly put an ad on there for him, but I started reading other ads and one was a scolding letter to the reader who is considering taking an animal to the shelter. I felt too guilty. I just wish I'd taken him to the shelter the second we discovered him living in our shed, because now I'm attached.
Anyways, I started the day with a 3-mile run on the treadmill. I decided to focus on the quality of the run rather than the quantity--so I ran sprints for the first mile, then I started running at 6.0 and increased it by 0.1 every 1/4 mile. I finished the three miles in 27:48.
After I showered, I headed out to get a few things done--I stopped at the post office to mail something, then I went to the lab to get blood drawn for my surgery. I went to the UPS store to mail a form I had to fill out--the consent for my surgery to be filmed. I got my three post-op prescriptions filled, and I am now good to go for surgery! I stopped at the vet to pick up some pills for the cats.
I've had my cats on Frontline Plus (for flea treatment) for YEARS, and they've never had fleas. Until we took in Paolo. I still put Frontline on them once a month, but all four cats somehow started getting fleas. The Frontline is just not working at all anymore. So I got a pill for each cat at the vet today that kills all fleas in about an hour.
I never used these pills before, because I never needed to--but I gave each cat a pill as soon as I got home. Within 20 minutes, they were all scratching fiercely. The fleas started dropping off of them like crazy. That shit works GOOD! After about an hour and a half, the cats were peaceful and all the fleas were dead. I ran a comb through all of them to collect the dead fleas, and then I cleaned the heck out of all the surfaces the cats sleep on, and I did a really thorough vacuuming of the house. I'm hoping that this will take care of the flea issue.
My weigh-in tomorrow is NOT going to be good. The past few days I've been ravenously hungry, and I've eaten much more than I have been the past few weeks. I'm still not going to panic, and I'm just going with it. Maybe I'm PMSing or something, and next week I'll go back to a normal appetite. Well, next week I probably won't have much of an appetite at all (post-op)!
My kids don't have school tomorrow, so I think I'll try and do something fun with them--after my surgery, I won't be doing much at all for a while, and I feel so guilty about that! I'll see what they want to do--and chances are, it will involve McDonalds.
I told Renee today that I am not going to do the 11k run on Friday. I just want to have a stress-free weekend, and I get stressed over things like that--I'll be too slow, I'll be tired the next day (11 pm is way past my bed time!). I think I might do a long run on Friday during the day, and call that my last run of the year! I won't be running again until 2012. It's going to feel so weird!

Anyways, I started the day with a 3-mile run on the treadmill. I decided to focus on the quality of the run rather than the quantity--so I ran sprints for the first mile, then I started running at 6.0 and increased it by 0.1 every 1/4 mile. I finished the three miles in 27:48.
After I showered, I headed out to get a few things done--I stopped at the post office to mail something, then I went to the lab to get blood drawn for my surgery. I went to the UPS store to mail a form I had to fill out--the consent for my surgery to be filmed. I got my three post-op prescriptions filled, and I am now good to go for surgery! I stopped at the vet to pick up some pills for the cats.
I've had my cats on Frontline Plus (for flea treatment) for YEARS, and they've never had fleas. Until we took in Paolo. I still put Frontline on them once a month, but all four cats somehow started getting fleas. The Frontline is just not working at all anymore. So I got a pill for each cat at the vet today that kills all fleas in about an hour.
I never used these pills before, because I never needed to--but I gave each cat a pill as soon as I got home. Within 20 minutes, they were all scratching fiercely. The fleas started dropping off of them like crazy. That shit works GOOD! After about an hour and a half, the cats were peaceful and all the fleas were dead. I ran a comb through all of them to collect the dead fleas, and then I cleaned the heck out of all the surfaces the cats sleep on, and I did a really thorough vacuuming of the house. I'm hoping that this will take care of the flea issue.
My weigh-in tomorrow is NOT going to be good. The past few days I've been ravenously hungry, and I've eaten much more than I have been the past few weeks. I'm still not going to panic, and I'm just going with it. Maybe I'm PMSing or something, and next week I'll go back to a normal appetite. Well, next week I probably won't have much of an appetite at all (post-op)!
My kids don't have school tomorrow, so I think I'll try and do something fun with them--after my surgery, I won't be doing much at all for a while, and I feel so guilty about that! I'll see what they want to do--and chances are, it will involve McDonalds.
I told Renee today that I am not going to do the 11k run on Friday. I just want to have a stress-free weekend, and I get stressed over things like that--I'll be too slow, I'll be tired the next day (11 pm is way past my bed time!). I think I might do a long run on Friday during the day, and call that my last run of the year! I won't be running again until 2012. It's going to feel so weird!








