Posted by: Christin H. | June 10, 2010

Minimizing DIY

Here’s me, always trying to stick it to the man.  So far, I’ve been able to get away with it.

Tomorrow, Hubs and I are going to Myrtle Beach for a Battalion Reunion.  This means, per airline regulations, that I may not bring on the plane anything in gel or liquid form that is more than 3 oz.

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In order to comply with The Man, and still be fashionable in, what I will suspect is going to be 100% humidity this weekend, I had to make some adjustments to get what I normally use, into containers that are approved.  I took this hair gel:

And used a common cattle syringe, the same one’s I used for the Jello Shots in October, to transfer the gel from the large container to something a little more manageable. 

It took 5 transfers and a VERY ridiculous stance, which included me bending halfway over with the big bottle under my left arm and the syringe pinched precariously in my hands, but I got all the gel I will need for the upcoming weekend in a bottle less than 2 oz in volume.

Suck it, The Man!

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Posted by: Christin H. | June 2, 2010

Memorial Day Workout

Over the weekend, Mom and Dad took me up north to Gunflint Lake Lodge by the Boundary Waters. I touched my toe in Canadian water. Probably the closest I will get to visiting Canada in a long time. I’d love to go up to Toronto, Vancouver and spend a week at a B&B in the Nunjavuuk(sp?) province at some point in my life. But MN is also beautiful, and we got a lot of good exercise and fresh air. I want to go back.

Day 1: 3 mile canoe ride, 1 mile hike
Day 2: 5 mile hike, killer Scrabble game
Day 3: 1.5 mile hike (before breakfast)

Posted by: Christin H. | May 27, 2010

Bike Ride

Today, rode to a local Starbucks to meet a friend.
4.3 miles x 2 = 8.6 miles

I’m effing exhausted!!

Posted by: Christin H. | May 22, 2010

Let’s Get One Thing Straight

I guess I have gotten to the point in my life where people are going to drop the Big P word in front of me more often than not. Actually, people have been pestering me about babies for the past few years now. Almost 5 years come to think of it. Ew. That seems like a long time.
Regardless. I have been innundated with reasons to THINK that I am pregnant. I am very sensitive to smells naturally. There are some things that will just make me want to vomit when other people can’t smell a thing. I can even smell menstration, as gross as that sounds. (Insert Brick Tamblin joke here.) Recently, my sense of smell has been even MORE sensitive. It’s driving me crazy. I can’t wear perfume, I can hardly stand to smell Ben’s cologne, I can’t hardly stand the smell of my deoderant, which I’m scared to not use for fear that my own natural smell would disgust me even more.
Lots of people have been throwing it as a reason for really ridiculous things that happen in my life. Like, swollen feet and hunger.
Most recently was about a week ago when I suddenly started to hate the taste and smell of bacon. After I got over the initial shock, my first thought was pregnancy. I made the colossal mistake by telling Hubs. He wants kids, just not yet. We’re not in a place financially for kids to be a good idea. Last Friday after dinner with a friend, he drove me to the dollar store and made me buy 3 pregancy tests. You know, “in case one gives a false positive.” He’s so smart. Luckily, they were only a dollar each, and just as effective. Why would anyone ever pay more (like, $20!!) for something like that?
Anyways, each test came back negative. I’m not pregnant, which was simultaniously a major relief and slight disappointment. Let us continue by being rejected by grad schools.

Posted by: Christin H. | May 6, 2010

Yoga

20 mins of hot yoga this morning
100 crunches

Posted by: Christin H. | May 2, 2010

Body Reboot

This morning, I took my first ever birth control pill. It was sweeter than I expected it to be, surprisingly.
Unfortunately, I have been having some issues with my “monthy gift”. (BTW, Mother Nature, how about a car or a new couch? I wouldn’t even expect it monthly; once yearly would be just fine.) Issues, you say? Well, starting last October, my period started extending itself. It wasn’t so bad at first because before this time, it only lasted about 3-4 days anyways. I considered myself pretty lucky. When it hit 8 days in January, I started to suspect something was wrong. Because I have been so good at ignoring or denying problems, I didn’t go see a doctor until just last week. By now, my menses was on 14 days and going strong.
Enter my awesome, tiny handed, Thai OBG. She gave me the full workup and thinks that it may just be the stress of a new job (which was started mid-August) on my body and that the part of my brain that regulates hormones doesn’t know how to deal with this new-ish stressor. So she wants to “reset” my hormonal clock. She said it with such confidence, like she resets hundreds of girls on a daily basis, that I had to take her word for it. We are going to train my body to do what it is supposed to do in only 3 short months. I hope that’s enough time.

Posted by: Christin H. | April 30, 2010

Only Time Will Tell

Just got done with a home done bikini wax. It was painful, but if I can avoid shaving everyday all summer long I think it will be worth it. Plus I think I seriously worked on my abs. Nice.

Posted by: Christin H. | April 30, 2010

Biking is Really Fun!!

Yesterday I did 60 mins of medium biking. I consider it medium and not easy because I live in a giant wind tunnel and no matter what direction I went, I was always going into the wind. I was actually a way to get some errands done and not waste gas. I feel so guilty starting up the car to go down the street one mile; it’s just not practical. And now that it’s BEAUTIFUL outside, I should have no problem getting SOME exercise in a normal day.

60 mins of Medium Biking on pavement.

No soreness except on ass bones because of shitty bike seat.

Posted by: Christin H. | April 27, 2010

Demons

Last night I had dinner with a male friend from work. This is same male friend whom I have had a crush on since college and just barely got to know him in our old job before he moved to his current job. He is also the one that got me my current job in his department 6 months later. He’s a great guy and unfortunately is going thru a messy divorce due to his wife’s infidelity. No one deserves that as far as I’m concerned.
Either there has been some major shift in my brain waves in the last few years, or I’m really maturing. In college, there was no question that I would have already nailed this guy. He’s hott, and we have already expressed feelings of “like” for one another. Now, marriage, the prospect of kids, my house falling apart, trying to get into grad school, etc. I’m a little overwhelmed or underwhelmed or just whelmed. There are feelings that I seriously want to act on, but won’t because I know it is wrong to start an extra-marrital affair. While it may not sound like it now, I married Hubs because I love him. I continue to love him and there’s nothing he could ever do that would make me love him less than completely. But, some days, I wonder if I deserve the same from him.
Now, I don’t know how to act around my friend. I want to be there for him thru his divorce as a friend, but don’t want to give of the vibe that I would cheat on Hubs to make him feel better. That would make me no better than his soon-to-be ex-wife.
I don’t think that I’ve ever had a friendship with a straight male that didn’t eventually lead to feelings of lust and bad decisions. In the last 3-4 years I haven’t even had real friends in this area to speak of. Maybe that is the best thing for me. Maybe I’m just not the kind of person that can friends of the opposite sex. Which sucks because I find that males are so much more honest, more carefree and they have the best stories. And, I won’t lie, it feeds my ego to get the attention of being the only girl in a group.
Maybe thats the only problem here. Maybe I just need so much more attention to make myself feel good and validated and seeking out attention from the group that I know will give it to me. Are these latent daddy issues that I need addressed? Shit. This makes me feel like I have serious mental issues. I feel like a total whore for even THINKING about this.
Geez. I make such revelations just thinking thru this crap.

Posted by: Christin H. | April 23, 2010

Biking is Fun!!

I decided that due to the massive cramps I woke up with, Insanity was out of the question. Too much jumping and bouncing for my sore, swollen… ugh, moving on. Biking seemed like an easier, smoother alternative. And after 800 mgs of Tylenol, I was right.
Now, I’m tired and could really use a nap. I am going to avoid it tho, because I have to be up early for work at 5am. I STILL wonder what I was thinking when I agreed to that. Blarg.

90 mins of Medium Biking on pavement

Feelings: sore back, wrists tight

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