Well, we had a poor people weekend. Of course, Joe worked on Saturday, so that cut into plans anyway. But yeah, we did not eat out, nor have we at all in November (except when Grams and Aunt Jo took us out on Thursday - woot!), nor did we spend any money on things other than groceries or taking Dex to the vet. Seems that he has an infected lip, possibly from a Lu-bite.
Not eating out hasn't been too terrible. I made a huge batch of manicotti Saturday night, which is looking to give us four meals. YES. I froze some of it for next weekend, though I'm hopeful there might be some room in the budget to have a small meal out together. We'll see. I'm just damn determined to have some money left over at the end of the month, and at this rate, we'll be able to get some Christmas gifts and STILL have a little extra. Woohoo.
In running news, I put off my 25 minute Friday run to Saturday so Joe could go with me (he wanted to). Well, Joe went nuts and tried to become Coach Knapp. He had me running up several hills right off the bat, which frustrated me to no end. I knew I was going to get mentally and physically exhausted too quickly and not have enough for the end. I do push myself, and I do run hills regularly. But I am a beginner, and I am following a specific program which does not say to run yourself ragged on hills at the beginning of a session. And thus, I lost control of my breathing really early on and felt like death, though Joe still wouldn't listen, so I punched him in the arm. I know that was wrong, but it ended up being the thing that finally got his attention. Of course, he got pissed off and ran off in another direction. I tried to push on and did for a while, but after dizziness and nausea started to set in, I stopped between seventeen and eighteen minutes of the twenty-five I was supposed to do. I was so frustrated I cried. I just really want to be good at something and right now this is sort of all I have.
We've since both apologized to each other, me for the arm-whacking and Joe for trying to coach me. Hell, I could have ignored him and done my own thing, but I trusted him as the senior runner. He later told me that he wanted to push me to achieve success and confidence with the hills so that I would feel good and in turn, he would feel good. For me to feel confident about my runs, I need to just complete them. I'm only now starting my first week of all running and no walking. I just need to knock out the next couple weeks with consistent running before I start to challenge myself with extra stuff. Maybe Joe was projecting onto me the things he would like to do in training, as I believe he is going to start preparing for that half marathon in January... I think I may try to run without him tomorrow. :-)
4 comments:
Ahhh, yes, Coach Knapp. God bless you for not just giving up! xoxox
ben and i tried running together a few times. it didn't go well. he wasn't even being an ass...i just didn't want the help. sigh. keep at it, babe!
A regular when I worked at Panera told me to never run with my husband. I've made that mistake once or twice. He is faster and can run further and it's super frusterating for the both of us. Hopefully some day we all can get our acts together and run with our significant others!
Yeah, dude. We tried running together back in CoMo = no dice. It has actually worked better lately because (if this makes sense), he is running with me instead of me with him. However, on Saturday, he made the switcheroo and took over. No dice. I do need to run to learn by myself anyways. Way harder.
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