Jess and Jam!

Didn’t see that one coming…

I did the half! Woo hoo! In 2:15 (which included some waiting and a bathroom break), and I didn’t hate it. Like really, it wasn’t even that hard. Which is bizarre. During the entire run I only had one little cup of gatorade, and the volunteer didn’t even fill it up that far. So that is also bizarre (being as typically water breaks are my stop and walk and remember how much I hate running moments). Got to mile 10.5ish, realized it was very close to two hours, so took off and ran faster for the last couple of miles. PS big thank you to Sheila Lane, Liana and Catherine for letting me run with them, it was a great pace and a lot of fun. Glad to hear that they then finished the full marathon. Boy was I glad to be done before 5 hours, ouch.

And today, not even sore. Couldn’t even tell I went running yesterday. No. Way. That is super impressive. I did cheat yesterday, but not nearly as much as I had expected. Since it really didn’t seem to feel like that much work, I had a mimosa with breakfast after the race, and I had a cookie at the airport, and I had a cupcake. When compared to my monstrosity of cheating on days when I wasn’t working out that wasn’t so bad.

But now, the bad news. Like, super bad. Maybe. During the run my knee started hurting. Not like muscle aches and pain (my shins were doing that for me at the start, talked them right out of that one), but like ouch something isn’t right pain. Almost fell down one of the hills pain. Almost stopped running, but said f*ck it pain. So I iced on the plane ride home. This morning it hurt pretty bad on stairs, but other than that not so bad. And heck, I wasn’t sore, so pretty good. Clearly, to fix it, I became a google doctor, and self diagnosed myself with Chondromalacia from when I was in high school and found out my knee cap wasn’t parallel to the rest of my knee… or something that a doctor would say. Then, you tubed how to tape it so it wouldn’t hurt, and went to go play soccer. Weird that I never saw a flaw in that logic…

Didn’t last very long in the game, subbed out pretty often. Iced it for the last couple of minutes of the game. Iced it when I got home. Was walking up the stairs, turned and was talking to my dad at the bottom of the stairs, and as I went to turn to go up the stairs there was a lot of pain. Enough to pain to make me sit down (which I hope was by choice, but couldn’t be sure). So, I guess I’m going to the doctor tomorrow. And I’m guessing they’ll tell me I can’t run this weekend, which would be a super, super, super bummer. But maybe, they’ll tell me it will be fine, and just needs to rest… until Friday… that’s usually long enough, right!?

Guess I’ll just wait and see, no use worrying about it because there isn’t a whole lot I can do about it right now.

Moral of the story: maybe paleo actually worked for the run, or maybe adding 15+ minutes to my time made it that much easier… that is over a minute a mile. Maybe I should have worked harder… either way, Jessica still hasn’t blogged. And I heard a rumor that she cheated, but I would never tell on her. ;)

- Jamie

Lauren’s great training plan

So, I made it to san fran, that was nice. Particularly since I booked my flights for next weekend, oops. So far so good, got to meet one of Lauren’s bosses, she was great. Did most of my reading for Monday so don’t feel to guilty. Then, Lauren decided we should go work out. Great idea, I mean, I forgot to train so why not start now? Apparently when Lauren works out she goes to this set of stairs. Not just any stairs, really long stairs. For some reason my phone won’t let me post the picture of them in the post, but I will post them in the next one. And don’t worry, there were more stairs than that, we went down too. Lauren did them like 9 times, I decided I didn’t need that much training and quit a little early. Was just slightly worried about being sore for Sunday. I really just need to remind myself that I’m not going for a PR and my time doesn’t matter. I would rather run well next weekend. But how great would it be to be under 2 hours again? Running longer than that doesn’t sound very fun… But I’m pretty excited about tonight, going to my first ever drag show. God love San Francisco… Let’s see how that goes. And in case any of the rumors were dying down, it’s girls night…

• Jamie

Ps proof that Jessica’s life has been boring and all she does is grade and feel sorry for herself about her wrist? There has been zero blogging… ;)

The true test for paleo…

Well, maybe the “almost” true test for paleo. We decided to do this challenge so that running would be easier. Well, here comes the first challenge. I’m running the Nike Women’s Half Marathon in San Francisco on Sunday. And, surprise, surprise, I forgot to train. But I have that tapering thing down to a T.

This week I’ve stayed Paleo, after another debacle of a weekend. Although to be fair, it wasn’t the worst weekend I’ve had for cheating. I was doing so well at the beginning, I think this time we just did the challenge for too long. I can handle eating it most of the time, but sometimes I really want nachos, or cheesecake, or pancakes. And I don’t think that’s the end of the world. Oh yeah, and mimosas, I also really wish mimosas were paleo.

But school has been hard, keeping up with other obligations has been hard, and clearly keeping up with blogging has been hard. So I justified my cheating. And in actuality, that is all I did, was cheat. I also just told my dad last night a story of when I cheated in high school… which seemed a weird thing to share, but it was a funny story. If you cheat right in front of the teacher and they don’t notice and/or care, I don’t think it counts. Again, justification. I am getting very good at justifying cheating.

Speaking of cheating, Jessica and I vowed never to go to Vegas again. And we believed it, not like we were just saying that, but we genuinely believed it was true. Yet, seven months down the road we’re going to Vegas next weekend. But wait, let me justify it. It is for running. And, Mary O’Brien will be there to babysit us. We will hold her hand the entire time. And we get to wear Britney outfits, which is also awesome.

So moral of the story: let’s see how Sunday goes and maybe I’ll decide paleo was worth it. And if it wasn’t, I’m sure I will justify the sh*t out of it.

- Jamie

Over it…

Yes. I cheated. Again. Get over it. 99% of the time I eat paleo, if I take a Sunday off to eat some sausage mcmuffins? Not the end of the world. Trying to get my head around the fact that I’m running a half marathon next weekend… Bizarre. And I’m gonna cheat then, too. I’m probably going to drink gatorade or whatever they have during the race. Probably going to want to eat everything afterwards, too. So be it. I don’t care. I’m over it.

BOOM! Blogity Blog and Jamie’s logical Fallacies….

So clearly I am in trouble. 

I haven’t blogged in days. Weeks even. Okay maybe a week and a half.. BUT I have an excuse. The tendonitis I have believed I have had in my right wrist for the past year was a little bit more than just tendonitis. I have torn cartilage and a torn ligament AND tendonitis. Bummer. MAJOR bummer. I got another cortisone shot (so the doctor could be clear on where he needed to do surgery) and have been in some pain over the course of the past week. Grading has been very hard so blogging has not been on the top of my list. …. 

But here it goes. 

About two weeks ago when I got the diagnosis for my wrist I got really bummed. When I get bummed I can’t escape it which is also a bummer. (Clearly my favorite word at the moment). Anyway eating has been fine. Have gone off the deep end with fruit/dried fruit. Had some yogurt two more times since that Friday of cheating… but I think Jamie is a way bigger cheater than me :P. 

I think I have Jamie’s logic all wrapped up:

Wine: Okay, so she started out with Red wine, specifically Paleo Red Wine… 

Then I think that went out the window.. as logical fallacies go she fell down what we like to call: “The Slipper Slope” The slippery slope is defined as someone who takes a small step in one direction which will lead to bigger and bigger problems, which will finally result in a big mistep or failure. I usually teach my students that the slippery slope argument is a poor form of argumentation and is a fallacious argument. Unfortunately for Jamie, I think she is in a slippery slope…. and it is time for an intervention :) 

Here is my argument: 

Jamie drinks red wine, 

Jamie drinks tequila, 

jamie drinks red wine that probably has sulfites from unclean glasses. 

Jamie eats a bunch of sausage mcmuffins. 

BAD JAMIE. 

ahahahaha. <3

I actually did some drinking on Sunday at the Paradiso Crossfit bday party. My consumption included wine, tequila and a pigs ear. Yep ate a roasted piggies ear. It was crazy. 

I am going to be 100% on top of it until October 21st! 

Jessica

Back on the band wagon…

Okay, so getting a little nervous about Ragnar Las Vegas, so if you are a runner, come run with us. K, thanks :)

However, being nervous makes it a little easier to keep eating paleo, knowing it is making working out easier. I’ve been going to kickboxing for cross training, playing soccer, and even going running. The thing that is most scaring me is that the weekend before Las Vegas instead of tapering (which we all know I’m so good at), I will be running the San Francisco half marathon. Oops. I’ll just have to remind myself to go slow and not push myself, because I’d rather be able to perform well in Vegas than in San Francisco. Maybe I can perform well in both? Hah. That would involve a lot more running.

I haven’t cheated since that fateful Saturday night. Although, I have thought, if I was going to cheat that night, I should’ve had a beer. I do love beer. But I’ve been eating a lot of meat, fruit, and vegetables. Had a really good salad at the honeywell or something yesterday, their turkey and avocado was really delicious. I even ate the tomatoes, and after the tomato battle I didn’t think that would be possible.

This weekend I am doing the Salmon Days 10k. Sign up and come run with me (they also have a 5k if you don’t want to do the 10…) Online registration ends tonight!! The weather is actually nice out today, so perhaps I’ll go for a run now… weird.

- Jamie!

And you thought Jessica was bad…

I’m really glad Jessica posted that… so glad we’re on the same page. Oh wait, I’m probably at least a chapter ahead.

I was definitely on the stupid paleo band wagon. Maybe it was the lack of coffee and alcohol that made me feel better last time, but I’m just not feeling as awesome as I did then. But I didn’t just cheat a little bit; I was like Augustus Gloop getting stuck up the tube in the chocolate lake. I didn’t just have some yogurt or some sour cream and cheese, or, god forbid, corn, on my already other-than-that paleo meal. I went all out cheating.

It was Saturday; I had been at the tomato battle and gotten the shit kicked out of me by tomatoes. I mean, I had already managed to not eat an elephant ear at the Puyallup fair, which was probably enough masochism for one week. Had some glasses of red wine, mostly sulfite free (which gets hard when you go out to dive bars…), and I hit a wall. I was hungry. I didn’t care about paleo, didn’t care about Ragnar, and didn’t care about running or health in general. And, better than that, I had a side kick willing to keep my secret (guess I blew that one…).

Once it got in my head, there was no backing out. I jumped in the car so fast, no longer wanting to be hanging out with anyone. And went to… McDonald’s. I wanted those McNuggets so bad. But hell, if I was cheating, I wasn’t going to stop there. I got a quarter pounder, with cheese (yes, I even ate the bun). I got some McNuggets. Hell, I even ate the fries. Threw a Diet Coke in for luck. And let me tell you, it was fantastic. It was so good.

Then, I got home, feeling like that was a really bad idea. And then, there was left over pizza on the table. If Jessica was already going to be disappointed in me, may as well make it worth it. And that pizza was awesome (according to John O’Brien, it was thin crust, so it’s not that bad. Did he miss the cheese memo?). It was all so delicious. I loved every minute of it.

I’ll go running extra this week to make up for it… I’ve been paleo since that fateful night. Only eating appropriate things. But man… If I could go back? Yup. I’d do it all again…

Sorry.

Jamie :(

No good very bad day. Oh and I’m a cheater.

So. Friday morning I woke up on the Grouch side of the bed. Didn’t want to cook eggs. Didn’t want to walk the dog. Didn’t want to drive 45 minutes to Palos Verdes in order to teach my kids. Just didn’t want to do anything. Finally put Bear’s leash on (reluctantly) and walked to Starbucks to get a coffee. The line was super long. While standing in line I stared covetously at the greek yogurt (that I stare at every morning) and this morning for some reason I just grabbed it. Didn’t second guess it, just wanted it so darn bad that I grabbed it, paid for it and quickly after began devouring it. Granola bits and all. I didn’t even feel bad. The worst part was I had just been talking smack to Jamie about cheating and here I am, eating away. Let’s just say the rest of the day went down hill from there. 

I felt like Alex. Stupid Paleo. I thought: “If I am eating all this healthy awesome stuff why do I feel so rotten today?” This of course was a question I couldn’t answer. Nor can I answer it now. I made it to school on just the yogurt and stayed there till about 4 p.m. still not desiring to cook or make anything ever again. I went to Chipotle straight afterwards and got a chicken bowl. As the lady got to the salsa and the lettuce- I looked at her and then said in a voice that came out of me as if it was not my own: “Sour cream too. And corn.” Yep. Sh*t was hitting the fan. I was falling apart. (I know to any normal person these things aren’t that big of a deal, but I really do hate breaking the rules of the game I am playing :) and finally after getting my Chipotle I wandered next door to get some Pinkberry. So my day of cheating could be complete. 

I don’t really know what happened. I didn’t really ever feel like that during the first challenge- I mean of course you can always say no to something- but for some reason I was just really bummed and I couldn’t shake my desire for dairy? I guess? 

Oh well. I am a loser. But hopefully I can pull it together as Ragnar is coming quite fast (24 days!!) and we still don’t have a whole team… 

um. Any runners out there? Please???

JESSICA. 

Puyallup wasn’t made for paleo…

Alex and I went to the Puyallup fair yesterday for the counting crows concert, man, that was rough. Elephant ears? Corn Dogs? Slushies? Ice Cream? DIET COKE!? Super rough… but, then it was pointed out to me, I very well could eat whatever I wanted, can’t wasn’t the correct word, I was choosing not to. Kind of like when I felt like dying in the disneyland half and I told myself I chose to do that to myself and that really, somewhere deep down, I was having fun.

Everytime I almost took a sip of diet coke I’d call Jessica. There was a lot of power calling going on…

And I was super bummed the day before that because I went to some Q & A panel and didn’t eat the free pizza! Do you know how many things at school give free pizza? A lot… and I love pizza. Super bummer. I think I need to go back to PCC and get some more ice cream, super craving some right now. Oh yeah, and maybe I should go running, too.

Somehow I think eating paleo is harder when I don’t have text messages, too. Not getting text messages for a week is a little ridiculous. I really hope I get a new phone soon. Then, I tried fixing it by resetting the phone. That just deleted everything out of my phone, didn’t fix anything, so now I have no phone numbers and no text messages. Thankfully I have Jessica’s phone number memorized so I can keep power calling her whenever I feel the need for some cheating. Which I was really close to yesterday…

- Jamie!