BTWG at the ORP

Spent Sunday at the O'Reilly Raceway Park with my husband and his family. Husband and father in law both drag race (something I generally keep my distance from), and I go along with them and the rest of his family once a year or so to be neighborly. For those who may not be acquainted with the wonderment of drag racing, two cars go down the track in a straight line - either 1/4 mile or 1/8 mile, which takes about 15 seconds, max, and then 3 hours later or so, the winner of that 15 seconds gets to go down again. Repeat. During the interim hours, much discussion of cars and tinkering with cars takes place. So, it makes for a long day.

A long day that for my husband's family consists of grilling cheese burgers, drinking pop, and eating chips, trail mix and cake. So how does BTWG fit into this? Not well. These are the times when it's the hardest. Ordinarily I try to be a pretty low-maintenance gal and fly under the radar, so I felt a bit odd bringing out my little tupperwares of my own lunch and passing on everything else. Who wants to be the girl who turns down her mother in law's home made cake when everyone else is having a slice? Or already be the outsider to a close knit, meat and potatoes kind of family and then eat a lunch they all think is weird?

It's hard, what can I say. But overall it's a very small thing and I survived. And they probably already thought I was weird anyway.

Glimpse of freedom...

Been feeling pretty under the weather the past couple days...I think the husband and I caught summer colds. Still managed to complete the assigned workouts....but with a bit less intensity and markedly less enthusiasm. Fortunately, I managed to cram enough zinc and vitamin C down my throat that I am feeling better today...just in time for my "free day," wherein I am planning quite the dinner of spicy chicken pasta at Mama Carolla's. Can't wait!

So to recap...

Figures, I start a blog and then ignore it for nearly a week. What can I do but try to do better? Isn't that what all this is about anyway?

Started the "new" workouts yesterday. Made the mistake of taking my husband on the interval run (instead of my usual running buddy, Neil Diamond on the i-pod). He's just one of those people who will always be in better shape than me no matter how much he sits around and says sensitive things like "I wish my metabolism would slow down so I wouldn't be so hungry all the time." By the end of the work out, I was a complete mess and wanted to crawl home, his forehead had just barely started to glisten. Jerk.

Nudge

With Chris' gentle prodding, I decided to blog it up (is that what they say?) to chronicle my Bridging the Wellness Gap experience. We're knee deep into week four....blog posts from the first few weeks (days) of this experience would probably have been more entertaining (as my body was in a state of complete shock)...but I'll try to give some glimpses into where I've come from along the blogging way.

Chris encouraged me that I could have a lot to offer with "the blogging," (as I'm sure everyone involved could) but really, what can I say? I'm just a normal girl trying to make it through the world without Diet Coke and Runts candy.

Onward.
Carrie