iPhone Mamarazzi, homeschooling a super-cool black boy, Fangirling Beyoncé, lamenting over racial ugh-ness, gushing over new music discoveries, trying recipes and obsessing over some book definitely for sure at any given moment...one blog post at a time.
So I finally broke in my running shoes...the ones I bought months ago before I was rear-ended and benched from my workouts for one month. After that month, my workouts resumed, but I never worked up the nerve to actually go for a run...for a couple of reasons:
I have been working out at my gym for about 3 years now. No way was I going to get on the treadmill for a run for the first time in forever, and look like I am struggling. I am confident with all other forms of cardio I do. I get down in Zumba. I drop it low it Body Jam. I go miles upon miles on the elliptical. But I was intimidated by the treadmill. So I avoided it.
I downsized from my former dream sports bra and haven't been able to buy another one. Those things are not cheap. And as long as I could double up and wear two sports bras at once, I couldn't justify spending $65 on a great one. Still don't have the bra, but now that my boobage is less obscene, doubling up on bras does the job for now.
My friend and I decided that we would run a 5k this year. Our plan is to run in one of the Turkey Trots in either of our towns, since we are just a few hours away from each other. We talk almost every day and I had grown weary of saying, "Naw? I haven't run yet, but Imma run today." Knowing good and well... So this weekend when I swiped my membership card at the front desk of my gym, instead of taking my usual route straight back to my elliptical machine and tuning into Food Network on the tiny flat-screen, I took a right turn past all the weight machines (which I have yet to use) and into the cinema cardio room for the first time.
When I walked in, The Social Network was playing on the movie screen. I was glad I chose to take my first run in there, because the room was dark and everyone in there was too busy watching the movie to care about how awkward my run was or how many times I had to stop running to catch my breath. So after I climbed onto my machine and my eyes adjusted to the dark, I started my warm-up. I kept increasing the speed until I was at a pace of about a 13 minute mile. And I ran. Two minutes passed, then 4 minutes, then 8 minutes. I could not believe I was still running, and could totally keep running...if I did not have to pee so bad. So I slowed my pace and speed-walked the rest of the mile on the treadmill before speed-walking to the bathroom.
Leaving the bathroom, I glanced over and saw that my favorite elliptical machine was free and could not resist hopping on. And boy and I glad I did. I got to see Chef Shehu Fitzgerald win on an old episode of Chopped and OMG, why is a tatted up manly man, with NY accent and using profanity and working his magic around a stove so sexy to me? Watch this Youtube video I found of him and ask yourself the same question...
And do not judge me for coming home, googling him and then following him on Facebook, Twitter and Youtube. Disclaimer and for the record, I am married to a Carribean man with a beautiful accent and who is an amazing cook. He has no tattoos, but I am equally affected when he is weilding a skillet. So do not judge me, obviously accents and culinary skills are my thing. lol I digress.
I was so surprised that I could run for 8 minutes straight. I had considered that doing Zumba and dance-cardio 5 days a week would condition me for running somehow but for someone who could barely run 3 minutes a few months ago, 8 minutes is huge. If I had peed before going in there, I am sure I could have run a whole mile. I am confident now, that I can run. I can run! :)
I will not be doing Couch to 5K to train for November. I started it a few times in the past, but I think the pace was too slow for me. I will, however, be on the lookout for some sprinting and conditioning drills to see if I can complete the 5 k (run 3 miles) in a decent amount of time.
Now that I am feeling more confident, I might actually brave the risk of being chased by a dog and take my run outside.
After many months of not knitting a thing, I recently knitted my first bear. I found out a friend of mine was expecting and I knew I wanted to make something special for her. I had a great idea to knit an ethno-centric blanket, but couldn't decide on a design. Then I decided to knit her new baby a bear. Nothing about me is cookie-cutter, so there was no way I was going to make a cute brown bear wearing a pink or blue scarf. No way.
I ran across this awesome pattern for an easy-knit teddy bear and got to work figuring out how I'd make the design my own. I have always loved the look of South African Ndebele dolls, and thought I'd experiment with giving a teddy bear, Ndebele doll flair. The colors for his clothing had to be bright and true like the ones in an 8 box of Crayola crayons. Something resembling a cross between a scarf and gold ring necklace to adorn his neck and his face had to be equal parts Ndebele doll and teddy bear. Once the idea was clear, the execution was as easy as pie.
Isn't he lovely?! He certainly got my three year-old son's snuggle of approval. The day I made his face, my son came home from school and pretended to talk to him immediately. He asked him to join him on the ottoman to watch Speed Racer. That is when I knew my weird little bear was absolutely perfect.
So. My best friend, EssBreezy, and I were on the phone one day talking about Julia Roberts' film, Eat Pray Love. I had seen it months ago and she FINALLY saw it and we had a blast sharing our reactions to the film. We both love Julia Roberts, so there was the gushing about that. We both love food (one of us-->EssBreezy<-- more than the other), so there was the gushing about the 'Eat' part of the film in Italy. We share similar, some would say feminist, views and so we went on about our issues with how Julia Roberts' character made some of the decisions she made. We rehashed this film just like we do most shows and films we watch, going from shallow to deep and laughing from the gut along the way. After we got off the phone, I was still laughing. My husband asked me what was so funny when the phone rang again. It was Summer. She was like, "That was fun! I really enjoy our rehash convo's. We should record them." And so Girl, Did You See...? was birthed.
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I made my first how-to video on Youtube! Remember when I covered that Guaryaki Yerba Mate event at SXSW this past spring? Well, I received a giftcard afterwards and loaded up on Guaryaki loose leaf Yerba Mate tea and accessories. My favorite thing ever is the gourd and bombilla (filtered metal straw). Impossible to sip yerba mate from a gourd and not relax. You're supposed to prepare a gourd in the morning and continue to add hot water and reuse the leaves to sip from the gourd throughout the day for sustained natural energy and nutrients. I'm aiming for three gourds a day. Check out my video to see how I steep and sip.
AKA Game of Thrones Book 2. I'm obsessed with reading a few chapters at a time and then watching corresponding episodes and so on. I'm special.
Wherever we are, if Zack is sitting, he is reading. If he's in bed, he's reading until I remember to tell him to stop--sometimes as late at 11:30 pm. At least one of my parenting plans has worked. My six year old son loves to read!
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