Confession:

Dallas and I went on a much needed date last Saturday night.  We went to the Cheesecake Factory (which was divine) and we spent the most money than we ever have on dinner- $84.  FOR TWO PEOPLE.

I bought two pieces of cheesecake for myself (and to share with the sister in law) and I made them last for FIVE DAYS.  This has to be a world record.

I've only worked out one time this entire week.  Once!  And I haven't even missed it.  Running is making me angry.

I cried so hard reading this blog this week, that I had snot running down my chin and my husband was worried I would need to be committed.  I also laughed just as hard as I cried at different parts.

I'm pretty sure my kids are the funniest kids on the planet.  Case in point:  "Mom!  I finished all of my chocolate ice cream!  Can I have a treat now?" -Annie

I've been trying, and failing, at only eating one treat/day.  I blame it on the cheesecake.

I haven't been in love with training for a spring marathon- even though I don't mind winter running.  I'm ready for some greenery in my life.

Is it possible to go through withdrawals from a TV show?  Because I'm pretty sure I'm having them since Downton Abbey ended.

Speaking of- I actually started to like Mary towards the end.  Say what?!

I want to trade in my speed for endurance like this guy.

I took a 2 1/2 hour nap on Wednesday.

I have a secret drawer....

New Year's Resolution FAIL

Shhhh!  Don't tell my kids.

Confession: Serious Style

The people that are really close to me know this about me, but it's something I don't talk much about to people outside my little sphere because I don't want to sound ungrateful or anything like that.

Here's the deal:  I really, really want to win Rachelle's Good2Go Bar giveaway.  Over compression sleeves and running jewelry, Running Diva shirts and marathon entries, I want to win these bars.

Why?

I want to gain weight.

I know I'm an anomaly. Most blogs (and people) are focused on fitness and maintaining or losing weight, but this doesn't apply to me.  My entire life I have been a stick figure.  I can eat mountains of food and it doesn't go to my thighs, my love handles, or (Heaven forbid!) my breasts.  In Junior High there was a rumor going around that I was anorexic.  In High School I was called "Skeletor" by the skater guys that hung out at the end of the hall by the cafeteria.  When I was pregnant I was often told I looked so much better with meat on my bones.

I know some of you are thinking- 'Why are you complaining?  I would give up Christmas for the rest of my life for thighs that don't touch.'

We all have things we would like to change about ourselves.  It's not very fun to be sitting in a theater watching a sick and anorexic looking Bella from Breaking Dawn on screen, feeling horrified at how she looks, and then have someone say that she reminds them of you.

Please don't take this post the wrong way.

I'm not trying to be whiny or ungrateful here.  I am very blessed to have this body.  It is healthy.  It is strong.  And I do feel blessed to be thin rather than overweight- the health risks are far fewer.  Overall I am really happy with how I look and this isn't a focus of my life at all.

I have had a goal to gain some weight for several years.  I weigh more right now than I have for a long time, but it's because I am more muscle than anything else.  This year I've managed to gain a couple of pounds and I'm proud of this because I'm eating healthier now than I ever have in the past.

Back to the whole point of this post- Good2Go Bars.  Calorie packed, protein packed, nutritious.  These seem like an answer to my problem! It's hard to find snacks that are easy and filled with everything you need- and TASTE GOOD.  I just wish I could try one before I commit 30 bucks (which in a family of 4 living on nothing a student income is A LOT) to buying an entire package.

I'm not looking for sympathy or validation, but I am looking for help.  PLEASE give me suggestions on healthy, calorie packed, tasty snacks! 

Confession:

I've been feeling pretty comfortable at a 9:30 pace this week. Sometimes I think I need to start to pick things up a little, but why?  Isn't the point to just enjoy yourself out there?

I put my kids to bed early on Thursday nights so I can watch Grey's Anatomy in peace.

Arby's seems to have been calling my name lately and I've eaten there more in the last month than I have in the previous 2 years.

I hate cleaning out the drip pans on my stove.  I just buy new ones.  I'm so wasteful!

I plan trips on Travelocity and then bail before the final purchase screen.

Everything we want or need during the months of November and December gets wrapped and put under the Christmas tree.

Speaking of Christmas- I love buying my kids toys!  It's a problem.  They need another toy like they need a hole in their head.

I started watching a new kid today- a baby named Jack.  Don't worry.  I'm secretly pretending that he's mine!

I say "seriously" way too often.

I feel like I'm fizzling on the whole blogging thing lately.  I just don't have the fire anymore!  Is it because the races are over? Perhaps when training for the Ogden Marathon starts up I'll find myself with oodles to say again.

I ran to the store and bought myself a bag of Butterfingers after I had already eaten all of my kid's.  Those things are like crack.

I love to watch my Annie run around naked.  That bum is SO. CUTE.

I've watched several Christmas movies and have been listening to Christmas music on occasion.

What about you?  Any confessions as of late?

Confession:

Because the weekend is coming up, I figured I would give you a boost by showing you how normal you are.  Now for a round of confessions...

I hate the treadmill.  Did you already know this about me?  I ran 3 miles on one today at just over an 8 minute pace, and I will swear to you, I would rather run a full marathon.  Treadmills are BRUTAL.

My diet has gone down the toilet since the marathon.

I sing "Yankee Doodle" to myself while I wash my face.  It's true.  I've done it for YEARS.

My farts are infinitely louder than my husbands.  Oh my gosh.  I can't believe I just told you that.

My husband hates the word "fart".

I've had wheat thins and cheese for lunch 3 times this week.

I desperately wish I were running the St. George Marathon this week with so many of my running friends.  Kill it guys!!!

I can't believe I got married when I was 19.  I was such a baby!!!!!!!

I had dessert before dinner (Yogurtland with the blogger girls), and Crème Brûlée Cheesecake (Zupas with my best gal pals in this entire universe) after dinner.  I live a tough life, don't I?

Girls you might get "CHICKED" by- Rachelle, Julia, Janae, Ashley, Amy, Terra, and me.

My best friends!  Kalie, Erin, me and Whit

And now it's your turn.  Have a happy weekend!

Confession

Because my brain is still on burn out from my race on Saturday, I felt like another round of confessions was in order...

I made those same butterscotch brownies on Sunday night that I had made the week before and, you guessed it, I ate the entire pan all by myself.  AGAIN.

Well, that's a lie- I shared one tiny piece with Dallas.

Like many of you, I wish I never had to shower or get ready ever again.

When my kids are taking naps I almost never do anything productive.  Most of the time I sit on my couch and blog or watch TV shows on Hulu.

I used to watch "A Baby Story" on TLC every single day.

I think my kids are cuter than yours.

I work as a preschool teacher, but I would much prefer working with teenagers.

Speaking of teenagers- I'm doing Shakespeare workshops right now at my old high school.  Some of the students thought I was only 21.  I thought- 'how nice!'  But then I realized they probably noticed my pubescent acne and couldn't possibly have thought that I had actually graduated 10 years ago.

Sometimes I hate eating healthy.  Just give me some mac and cheese and get out of my way!!!

I do my best to nap every. single. day.

It's your turn!!!!  Spill your guts.  I promise you'll feel better.

Confession:

I hate running skirts. (Notice that its bolded and italicized. That means that I hatehatehate it).

I ate an entire pan of Butterscotch Brownies last week.

I'm on Day 3 of "No treats until the marathon" and I've successfully had a bag of swedish fish, a chocolate brownie fresh from the oven topped with vanilla ice cream, and a bowl of the best (and unhealthiest) jalapeno artichoke dip you've ever had- all in the last 2 days.

It's nearly 10 AM and I have yet to shower, get dressed, or eat breakfast. Annnd my kids are still in the jam jams... but they have been fed! Go me!

Tapering is my favorite part of running.

Well, besides "carbo loading."

I'm addicted to The Bachelor Pad. If Vienna and Kasey win tonight, I will run screaming from my house.

I'm still hoping to run TOU on Saturday in under 3:40.

Spill your beans. I won't tell.