Saturday, October 10, 2009

JoggingBuddy.com and a 5K tomorrow

I woke up this morning to a lumpy throat. I have a 5K to run tomorrow, so I decided to skip my long run. It probably wouldn't have been good to run 14 miles the day before a race even if I were 100 percent.

Joggingbuddy.com: On a whim, before I joined the Leggers, I signed up for joggingbuddy.com. I'm now getting all sorts of requests for jogging buddies. They're all men who live too far away. I was hoping for nearby (slow) women. I had Paul look at my profile and make sure it was not somehow signaling something I wasn't intending. He says it's fine. I suspect there are just more men who run.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Learning to work with the bands

OK, my Wednesday night class has been interesting. I'm actually learning some good technique with my stretchy bands, so I've been doing them -- imagine this! -- outside of the class.

The guy is a total piece of work. Yes, he's growing on me, but part of it is I'm waiting to see what weird thing he'll do or say next. A couple of weeks ago, he told another woman that she ran well for someone with that much extra weight on her. He makes assessments of my body as well, which I'm not a big fan of. He's better in smaller classes. If there's three or more of us, he brings out his whistle and his timer more.

I also don't like competitive athletic things. Maybe if I were better at it, I'd like it more. As is, too much competition pushes me away from physical pursuits rather than makes me try harder. I need to get in my Zenlike noncompetitive state to get out there, where it's all about being happy that I'm actually trying.

I've got a run scheduled for this evening.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

How to turn heads

I'm on this yahoogroup with about half of the mothers on the Westside of Los Angeles. The group is heavy with 30- and 40-somethings. They talk about nannies; they talk about potty-training; they talk about Internet safety; they talk about how much they like getting attention from male strangers.

What??!!!

Yes, attention from male strangers. Some of them really seem to like it. Or at least their self-esteem is a bit dependent on it. I, on the other hand, have talked a lot about my ambivalence about the whole thing. When I was heavy and invisible, I really didn't miss it -- as these women seem to. When it came back, it was really jarring. And I know it's going away again.

I've been really tempted to weigh in with the moms, since obviously I've been thinking a lot about this issue.

Instead, though, I'm going to write here.

OK, middle-aged women, if you still want to turn male heads, this is how you do it:

1) Wear tighter clothes. Not so tight that we can see your gut squeezed out over your jeans. Or so tight that you feel trashy. But form-fitting enough so people can see your basic shape. Trust me, your figure doesn't have to be perfect. Men just like to look. You need to give them something to look at, if you're trying for that.

2) Heels. There's something about even the sound of them that creates an almost instinctual response.

3) Hair. As long and as free as possible.

4) Skirts. Or nice jeans, depending on your assets. So to speak.

5) Hats and/or sunglasses. They make all of us look glamorous. (Except for my huge gardener hat, but that's still attention-getting in its silliness.)

6) A little cleavage. I personally avoid this one myself, so I can avoid a too-quick descent into way too much trashiness. But if you're going for attention, it certainly works.

The thing about men is that, as I've said before, they just like to look. Once they get out of high school, where there are only a few girls who are worthy of attention, their tastes broaden.

And, as I've also said before, it doesn't mean anything. It's silly to have your self-esteem affected by how many goofballs look your way. It's even silly for me to be upset by it, as I've been in the past. And probably will be in the future. Men are easily drawn in by flashiness -- that's why I recommend the heels and the hair and tighter clothes, if you're hoping to catch eyes.

On that note, I had a funny exchange today at a coffee shop. I was the first one waiting in line, right by the "line starts here" sign, but I was apparently not in the right place. A man came up to me and asked if I were in line. I said, "Oh, am I on the wrong side?" He said, "Yes, but you're really working it!" Whatever that meant. But it seemed positive. And, yes, I was wearing a straight skirt and heels and tights.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Giving up on the City of Angels Half Marathon

There's still no registration information on the website.

So I'm switching my focus to the 13.1 marathon, which is closer to me and in January -- despite the fact that 13.1 is not a marathon.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Getting overwhelmed ...

... with life.

Handling four busy kids and getting sick on top of it has me a bit rundown. It didn't help that Paul, the husband, got it, too.

I've been upfront about a huge weakness of mine: A tendency to overcommit. That came out in force this weekend. I missed a party I'd really wanted to go to. I did get kids to baseball and Scouting events, and that's a good thing. I also got some for-pay work in as well, which is always nice.

Band work

I've been very good lately with my little stretchy bands. I might get some arm definition yet.