Love it or leave it

I love having a treadmill in the basement. I do. It allows me to run anytime I have a chance - day or night, rain or snow, sleeping baby or no sleeping baby. It's quite convenient, that thing.

But I'd much rather leave it in a corner somewhere to die a slow rusty death. So I can do other things - like run outside or hang out with "The Big Bang Theory" and my husband whom I hadn't seen all day. Stupid teaching. Stupid parent teacher conferences.

I am a stickler for training plans and do love running so, last night, I opted to leave Mark upstairs with a wide-awake Miles and hop on that treadmill to get in 4 miles.

It lasted 3 miles. Well, Mark lasted 3 miles at which point he came downstairs and pleaded with me to help with Miles. It seemed my lil guy needed a little ... umm ... well ... OK, I'm just going to say it - boob action. My son needed boob action to go to sleep. He didn't care that they were sweaty or gross. Me? I'd leave the sweaty boobs for another day.

Other things I'm loving ... and choosing to leave.

Love it: My sparkly new BIC Band. It's so super cute.

I plan to wear it tomorrow for the W.O.O.F. so you can see it in all its glory then :)

I've been a fan of these type of athletic head bands for two years, ever since I picked up a Sweaty Band at Bob Roncker's in Cincinnati. They look great, they don't slip and they don't hurt my sensitive wittle head. I seriously wore my BIC Band as a fashion accessory at work and didn't have to tug it off until the car ride home. I was also impressed that the sparkle didn't get everywhere. You know what I mean - you buy a birthday card with glitter and you end up looking like me at prom, circa 1998.

Leave it: Fiber One brownies.

Fiber One tries. Oh, do they try, but a 90-calorie brownie does not exist. Not one that tastes good, at least. I've tried two varieties - both times hopeful for a deceivingly decadent treat - but was disappointed in the texture and aftertaste.

Love it: My new Road ID. I had been wanting to get some sort of ID for Miles when he is out in the BOB with me. In the event of an accident (God forbid), EMS workers would see my ID and know who I am and who to contact. Crap, they would even know Denali's name. They wouldn't know, though, who Miles was or how old he was (something I think is important at this point). So I ordered a new band, and I put information for Miles and me. Genius! I also picked the Slim ID this time around (I have an elite), and I like it a lot more. You just pull it on and go. (I ordered a medium and it's a bit loose on my tiny wrists.)




Leave it: Daylight savings time. I was so excited when I moved to Indiana seven years ago that I wouldn't have to switch my clocks. And then the government got involved and things changed. Stupid government. Stupid change.

I am sure a lot of you are excited for that extra hour of sleep but ... yeah. I don't think Miles will quite grasp the concept. So instead of being up at 5:30, we'll be up at 4:30. Ugh. I guess it will give me extra time to get in my 7-miler before meeting my friend at the mall.

Love it: The Peppermint Mocha is back at Starbucks.

::swoon::

Even better, there's a sugar-free version this year! A grande has 130 calories and 1.5 grams of fat compared to the regular version, which has 410 calories and 15 grams of fat. Thank you, Starbucks, for answering my pleas.


What are you loving right now?