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I see a lot of fitness bloggers on Insta. They show eloquently poised food that didn’t have any parents. They’re more flexible than Silly Putty. And they workout more than I work (40 hours a week, give or take).

They try to be relateable. Keyword: TRY. I look at these bloggers and I think to myself, that’s not how life is! Not everyone meal preps. My food is never perfectly portioned out. I don’t track macros, or calories. I don’t workout for 60 minutes straight twice a day. Some weeks I’m proud of myself for running three times that week.

I drink alcohol. My water intake includes three or four La Croix a day. I eat meat. Sometimes, no, many times, processed foods. I LOVE gluten. I enjoy sugar.

I TRY to watch what I eat. I pay attention more to quantity over quality. And I workout because I love to eat and drink stuff that isn’t healthy for me. I’m a real, live, original, unfiltered, honest blogger. I’m healthy-ish. I’m fit-ish. And I’m sure you’ll be able to relate.

 

My friends are getting married and I’m getting blisters

Like many 20-somethings, my friends are on two different ends of a spectrum. Some of them are married or about to be, while others, functional adults as they may be, are spending their weekends playing “Who Can Get the Highest B.A.C.” and they play to win. Of course some friends are doing both.

But with the friends who are starting their own families, I tend to get the question, “Well when is your turn?” or, “How do you feel about all of your friends getting married?” or “Why aren’t you married?” They might as well say what they’re thinking, You’re getting older and so are your eggs, so what’s your game plan? 

WELL, Susanna, my game plan is to eat this pizza and drink this beer. Leave me alone, woman!

…is what I really want to say, but I don’t. I typically give the whole spiel on not comparing myself to others, and that it’s all in God’s time, and how I’m just enjoying what I have with my significant other.

That’s a bunch of bullshit, is what you’re probably saying.

And you’re right. Well, you were. There have certainly been times when I’m with my married friends, and I thought, “Wouldn’t it be nice to be like them?” But then I see how real it is…

  • Selfish: concerned chiefly with one’s own personal profit or pleasure.

I am self-aware. Part of that self-awareness is knowing how selfish I truly am. When you’re married, or about to be, you no longer come first. Everything in your life now includes an extra person. You have to think about them, and the collective “we” or “us”.

It’s no longer, Oh I want to go live in Oregon for a few years. *packs things up and moves.

It is now, Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to live in Oregon for a few years?

Sweetie, I’m up for a promotion, and I’m not willing to lose that. We’ll talk about it at the end of the year.

Oh, okay…

I love having the option to just pick up and go. Not that I truly have the desire. If I did, I probably would have left by now. I have to be practical. I have loans, bills, etc.  I know the option is there if I ever wanted it. A friend of mine up and moved to Colorado. No strings. I envy him sometimes.

And wait, there’s more!

Once you throw kids in the mix, it is no longer about y’all. It is now about the child. Everything you do is for them. You career is probably put on hold. Your wanderlust gets buried in a corner underneath diapers and socks. Side note: Why do babies wear shoes? They’re just going to grow out of them, and they can’t even walk!

My point is that I am too selfish to put myself second. And before you say anything, I have heard how you are supposed to put yourself and your marriage before the kids, but who can do that when your new roommate is speaking another language and you can’t decide if he or she wants to poop, eat, or sleep?

So my friends are getting married…And I’m focusing on myself. I’m training for another marathon. I’m evaluating my choices, and contemplating my next career move. I’m mustering up the strength to write the book I haven’t touched in years. I can go to sleep when I want. I can leave my house when I decide. When I need time to myself and Mr. Kitty, my rescue, I have it. I’m not ready to give that up yet.

So while my friends are sending out their Save the Dates, I’m sending out mine.

save the date

Shakes are great…for dessert

I remember when I was younger, I would drink Slimfast. Not that I was actively trying to lose weight, but my mom had it at the house and I thought it tasted good! Fast forward to the end of my college years. I was looking for weighs (see what I did there?) to add more vegetables to my diet without actually having to taste said vegetables. I knew they were good for me, but I couldn’t get beyond the taste. To this day, I still hate cauliflower.

I was on Instagram, and I started following this fitness blogger. I liked how real she was. She showed how she struggled, and wasn’t constantly losing weight or gaining muscle. She would gain some weight back. She seemed relatable. She offered this 21-day challenge. I was convinced by the photos of past participants that this was legit. So I took her up on the offer. I bought Shakeology and the CD’s and the portion containers. I was ready to start my own fitness journey.

I added fruits and vegetables to my shakes. They were good, could hardly taste the spinach or kale. But, it only filled me for a bit. I found myself ravenous by lunch time just a few hours later. And then I used the portion containers for lunch. They filled me up for just as long, so I was ready for a snack by 3:00 p.m. Then again by 5:45 p.m. I still had dinner. But I was also working out, lifting weights and running. I don’t know if I lost weight, but I certainly felt good, sans being hungry all of the time.

A few years later I am looking into protein shakes, to supplement my food. I’ve learned to like some vegetables…I tried it for a bit, at least until I ran out of milk and was too lazy to go buy more. Honestly, it just left me more hungry.

The constant here is that I’m always hungry. Maybe for as much as I work out I’m not getting enough calories. But I’ve yet to see a dietitian or nutritionist, so I can’t self-diagnose. I guess we’ll never know!

To those of you who swear by your shakes and your supplements, that’s great for you! For me, I’ll stick to my Flintstones vitamins and the rest of the food groups.

Honest Fitness

I see a lot of fitness bloggers on Insta. They show eloquently poised food that didn’t have any parents. They’re more flexible than Silly Putty. And they workout more than I work (40 hours a week, give or take).

They try to be relateable. Keyword: TRY. I look at these bloggers and I think to myself, that’s not how life is! Not everyone meal preps. My food is never perfectly portioned out. I don’t track macros, or calories. I don’t workout for 60 minutes straight twice a day. Some weeks I’m proud of myself for running three times that week.

I drink alcohol. My water intake includes three or four La Croix a day. I eat meat. Sometimes, no, many times, processed foods. I LOVE gluten. I enjoy sugar.

I TRY to watch what I eat. I pay attention more to quantity over quality. And I workout because I love to eat and drink stuff that isn’t healthy for me. I’m a real, live, original, unfiltered, honest blogger. I’m healthy-ish. I’m fit-ish. And I’m sure you’ll be able to relate.

Week #8 of Training

I think it’s week 8. I don’t actually know. My half marathon is on October 21…22? Idk. It’s coming up soon.

Yesterday I did’t feel like cooking. I also didn’t feel like eating healthy, I ran 6 miles Saturday (5.7 but who is counting?) So I had McDonald’s.

Today i ran 3.1-ish miles. I forgot to hit record on my Strava app, and I didn’t realize it until I finished my run. That was fun.

For dinner I made a peanut butter and strawberry/blueberry sandwich. Then I had applesauce. It was not low sodium peanut butter. They were Kroger prepackaged strawberries and blueberries. It was a small Mott’s applesauce pack. Was it low sugar? I don’t know? My parents bought my groceries after I got my wisdom teeth removed.

I’m not really sure what my runs are supposed to be this week; I typically just check to see what my long run is, so I’ll just run when I feel like it.