Back in the dating game

I know everyone who’s been reading for the past couple weeks knows this: we just moved. I know, I know, I talk/post/blog about it all the time.  And I’ve been all over social media lately because 1) I don’t have a set routine yet with the kids still being out of school and 2) I haven’t made any friends yet.

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I know, give myself some credit, right? I’ve only been here 3 weeks.  I know I’ll meet people through the kids (who’ve I’ve met most my friends through in Maryland…thanks, kids!); their school, soccer, etc. But I have this irrational fear that I WON’T meet anyone, and with the Hubby being gone 3/4 of the year this year, its imperative I find a network of support out here.

A couple days ago I found this article about military spouses and “friendship dating.”  This is my life right now.  Its been my life since we moved from Virginia 7 years ago.  I think its especially challenging for those of us who “stay home” to find a network of people to connect with.

So I have to get creative.

In Florida, I had small babies.  I was busy tending to them and trying to keep them alive so I didn’t have time to think about friendships.

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In Maryland, making friends was easy.  I joined a gym and became friends with everyone there, plus Noah started school and soccer and the rest was history.  The people I met through the gym and Noah’s activities are people I will be lifelong friends with.

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Here, I no longer am a member of a gym, & the kids activities have yet to start, so I’m left to my own devices.  I feel a pressing need because the Hubby’s travel is to start SOON.  Like in a week.

So next week I’ve set up a date of sorts.

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With a running group.

(insert nervous face here)

Yes, I know I run.  I might even venture to call myself a “runner.”  While running is usually “my time,” I have run with others before.  I’ve run an 18 miler with friends.

But going to meet people I’ve never met before to RUN makes me nervous. And I’ve officially put it on the blog for all to see, so now I really have to go.  Yikes.

Next Wednesday is the day.  I’m nervous…what should I wear?! 🙂

Navy Brats

Happy Monday! By the time this post gets to my East coast readers and friends, your work day is over and the day is winding down.  Its only mid-afternoon here on the Left Coast, and we’re finally inside from a full day of outdoor activities. I’ve got some time before dinner prep starts (ie., the kids are sitting comatose in front of the TV…I’m such a good mom) so I figure I’d brighten your day a little more with a blog post. 🙂

This morning, after breakfast, bed-making, getting dressed and teeth-brushing, we all headed to the gym…in our garage.

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I opened up our side yard so they could play on their scooters, but they decided to workout with me!  It wasn’t so bad working out with the kids by my side…I only had to jump off the treadmill twice; once because Kbob was hungry and again because Kbob fell off his scooter after scooting right into the side of the minivan.

I promised them a trip to the park if they behaved during my workout, so after lunch, we headed out.  The weather today is amazing!  Its hard to believe some parts of the country are experiencing dangerously cold temps.

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As I chased them about, I thought about all the things we’ve done in just a month’s time: packed up, drove across country, moved in to our new house, unpacked, and somewhat settled into a new life here in California.  We’ve said good-byes to great friends, and in the 3 short weeks we’ve been living in our house, I’ve witnessed my boys jumping right into friendships everywhere they’re exposed to children: our neighborhood, the soccer field, the gym child watch, church.  They’re counting down the days until school starts here so they can make new friends.

I look at them and wish I could be more like them.

Military children are a special breed.  I posted this poem on my Facebook page right before we moved from Maryland:

I Am A Military Brat

My hometown is nowhere, my friends are everywhere.
I grew up with the knowledge that home is where the heart and family is….

Mobility is my way of life. Some would wonder about my roots, yet they are as deep and strong as the mighty oak. I sink them quickly, absorbing all an area offers and hopefully, giving enrichment in return.

Travel has taught me to be open.Shaking hands with the universe, I find brotherhood in all men. Farewells are never easy. Yet, even in sorrow comes strength and ability to face tomorrow with anticipation….if when we leave one place I feel that half my world is left behind, I also know that the other half is waiting to be met.

Friendships are formed in hours and kept for decades. I will never grow up with someone, but I will mature with many. Be it inevitable that paths part, there is constant hope that they will meet again.

Love of country, respect and pride fill my being when Old Glory passes in review. When I stand to honor that flag, so also do I stand in honor of all Veterans, and most especially, to the parents whose life created mine; because of this, I have shared in the rich heritage of Military life.

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My own father was in the Navy but we moved once when I was 7 and stayed in the same city for rest of my father’s Navy career. I was able to go to elementary, junior high, and high school in one city. I only moved from Virginia Beach in 2007 because the Hubby was transferred to Florida.  I had in my mind that my children would be able to stay in one area because I did.

I thought I would be sad that my kids would grow up everywhere & nowhere, but rather, I am inspired.  Inspired because I see the people my children are becoming and I know in part it has to do with the fact that they are Navy brats.  They are open and accepting, adaptable and resilient.  You put them in a room (or field, or playground) full of children and they make friends in minutes.  How many 8 year olds can say they’ve lived in 4 states?  How many 5 year olds can say they’ve been on a cross-country road trip?  My 8 year old already knows he would NOT like to ever be stationed in Texas, and my 5 year old already knows that he wants his dad to retire in San Diego. 🙂 I believe they benefit, rather then suffer, from our nomadic lifestyle.

There are some funny side effects of being a Navy (or military brat)…

  1. They have no loyalty to sports teams.  I’m not sure if its because they’re super young & fickle, but my once Ravens (and Giants…not sure where that came from) fans are now gung-ho Chargers fans.  But I refuse to buy new jerseys.  REFUSE.
  2. They consider their friends family.  Once, when Noah was asked to name everyone in his family, he included his best friend, his sister, and his best friend’s parents.  I guess after spending so many different occasions, including holidays with friends, they really do become the family we rely on when our real family is so far away.
  3. They don’t know what to say when people ask them, “Where are you from?” I’ve even had Noah ask, “Mom, where are we from again??”
  4. They don’t understand why some of their friends don’t ever move, or why their dads never go away for a long period of time.
  5. They know how many years Dad has until retirement, and have places they’d like to retire.  Maryland for Noah, California for Kbob. 😉

In all seriousness, though, I am amazed by my kids.  They were my biggest worry when all this moving stuff happened, but really, I had nothing to worry about.  I could learn a lot from them.

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Weekend Wrap Up

Hola! (I’m learning, ya’ll!)

How’s everyone’s weekend been?  Its been pretty good here, just enjoying the sunshine and weather and being outside.  I almost feel guilty being able to enjoy such weather, with our family and friends being stuck in a hard freeze, but…I got over the guilt quick. 😉

This weekend started out as all weekends should start out: with a great run. 🙂

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The first part of any run I do out here starts out great…its almost all downhill.  Then I have to go home and its ALL uphill, which is just fabulous (sarcasm font).  These old legs just aren’t used to these type of hills and I seriously feel like I’m going to DIE every time I run.  But I guess I’m a slow learner because I keep going out there!  Of course when it was done, I felt great. 🙂

After my run, we ventured out to downtown San Diego, where we had lunch el fresco at Coyote Cafe.

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With food in our bellies, we felt it would be the best time to add some things to our home workout collection…we are officially owners of an at-home TRX system!

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We used these a lot at our Maryland gym, and who knew there were a TON of exercises you could do with these things?!

Getting these lit a fire under us to gather all our odds and ends of exercise equipment together and finally get our home gym set up (the Hubby read my blog post. Ha!)

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We didn’t realize how much we had until we gathered it all in one place.  We have dumbbell sets from 10 lbs to 50 lbs!  We’re quitting the gym at the end of this week. 🙂

So that’s extra money in our pockets AND I don’t have to deal with douchebags not reracking their weights. Oh and I can take as many #selfies as I want 😉

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Enjoy the rest of your Sunday!

LA(me) Fitness

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Good morning! I know some of my readers are reading from cities covered in snow today, but we are warm & sunny here in California!  We ARE having a pajama day though, because the kids are feeling a bit sniffly & under the weather; we decided to take it easy this Friday.

As you all know, we are a Navy family and we move every 3 years or so.  As I become more seasoned with each move, I know there are several things I look into when we first hear of a new duty station: schools, house, gym…in that order.  Yes, the gym takes priority on our list, and when looking for a gym, we look at location, price, hours, & amenities.

We have been members of gyms across the country for the past 12+ years.  Big name gyms, local gyms, base gyms, you name it.  We joined Gold’s Gym in 2001 before it opened in Virginia Beach.  Before Gold’s, I had never even walked into a big box gym; the shiny new equipment & its massive size impressed me.  We were members with them for 5 years before we moved to Florida.  In our area of Florida, there was a regional chain, Riviera Fitness that we looked into; the Hubby decided it would be best for him to just go to the gym on base, and I signed up with Riviera.  During my membership, my branch of Riviera got bought out by a small business owner and it became an all-women facility.  I loved it.  I stayed with them for 2 years until we moved to Maryland.  In Maryland, we toured 2 gyms in the area; one was a local gym, and another was a big name gym that was privately owned.  The first we toured (the local gym) gave me a bad vibe, so we ended up at the big name gym (World Gym).  It was home from the second I walked into it.  I spent a lot of my time in Maryland in that gym, made lifelong friends there, and even took a different career path because of the encouragement I got from that gym.  So, to say World Gym set my standards pretty high is an understatement.  Not to say that World Gym was perfect.  It wasn’t…it was on the small side (from what I was used to) and the equipment (while clean, well-maintained, and in working condition) was a little out dated.  While I was sad to say good-bye to my home gym & all the friends I made in Maryland, I was a little excited when we found LA Fitness here in Chula Vista.

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We toured it after the lunch time hour, so there weren’t many people in the facility, and everything was in order.  We were impressed with its size, amenities (there’s an Olympic sized indoor pool members have access to), and the amount of cardio equipment that was available.  They did not have kettlebells, weighted medicine balls, or a “box” of any type, but we had our own equipment of that type at home, so it was something we were willing to overlook.  The price, while double what we were paying for in Maryland, was good and the best in the area.  We signed up right away.  I was excited!

Let me back up and say that every single gym we had ever stepped into prior to LA Fitness was always well-maintained and members always, ALWAYS were aware of proper gym etiquette.  There was always 1 or 2 douchebags in every gym who had no idea what they were doing, but overall, everyone in every gym we ever came across was polite and courteous of others.

The first time we worked out at LA Fitness was December 21st.  I kid you not, this is what the weight area looked like:

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I couldn’t find a 20 lb dumbbell to save my life.  Not only that, I didn’t know if certain pieces of equipment were being used because no one puts their crap away!

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I spent 1/4 of my time looking for weights or taking weights off of equipment.

Not only were there lunkheads leaving weights all over the place, everyone goes to the gym 12-deep and they all yell, grunt, and cheer each other on.

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My eyeballs get a workout every time I go to the gym because I spend the entire time rolling them.

Oh, and the BEST part about this gym is the personal space these people are NOT aware of.  The other day, as I was doing single-leg deadlifts (in bright purple pants, I might add, so it was hard to miss me) a guy WALKED INTO ME while I was doing them, causing me to stumble forward.  He looked at me and I looked at him and we gave each other the stare down before I told him to “next time, watch where you’re going.”  I think he was expecting an apology, but he wasn’t going to get one.

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And let’s not get started on all the blatant nakedness that goes on in the locker rooms.  No personal space there either.

So I hate my new gym.  I’ve considered the other options in our area: the YMCA has two locations & free childcare when I need it, but the layout and equipment available is MEH.  There’s also another gym in the area, which is AWESOME, called B2Be, but I’m not joining there unless someone’s got $420/mo they can loan me.

I’ve considered quitting the gym all together, but there’s equipment at the gym I NEED that I don’t have at home, and really the price we pay at LAme Fitness is the best in the area.  So I’ve decided to run outside 3x a week and strength train 3x a week…so really I’ll only need to subject myself to the madness 3x a week.

The plus in all this is that you get to read my blog posts about how much I hate my new gym. 😉

What are your nightmare gym experiences?? What would you do in my situation?

Go Shawty, Its Sherbert Day!

 

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Yup, that’s right…today is the anniversary of my birth. 36 years young, but I know y’all think I don’t look a day over 21. 😉

Today started as any other day…with Kbob jumping into my bed with Ted, Messi, & Everett (bear, penguin, & dog, respectively) and falling back asleep with his limbs tucked under my body.  He’s been doing this since he was 18 months old.  I guess old habits die hard.

After unsuccessfully trying to sneak out of my own bed without waking Kbob, I was put to my daily duties of serving my children hand & foot…don’t these children know its my birthday?!

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I guess moms don’t get days off, even Queen Moms on their birthdays.

As soon as morning chores were done, we were headed to the gym…the first time for the kids in almost 2 weeks, since they’ve had either Dad or my parents at home to watch them…and the first treadmill run for me in a long time…I decided to be fancy and run mileage significant to my birthday.

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I broke in 1 of my 2 birthday presents: brand new Brooks Pure Cadence shoes, my 3rd pair of this model; I love them so much. This may be going off on a tangent, but when I was training for my marathon in 2012, I developed a mild case of plantar fasciitis and I swear that switching to the Pure Cadence has helped tremendously.  I have almost no pain since switching.

Also, on a tangent, I’ve decided to Run This Year and commit to running 2014K (or 1252 miles) in 2014.  Anyone want to join me?  You BAMRs can commit to 2014 MILES, but I’ll stick to the 2014K. 😉  You can also commit to running any number of miles you like…it doesn’t matter, just get running!

Anyway, the Hubby came home early (everyday in San Diego is a holiday) and I was able to get my birthday nap in.  A birthday isn’t a birthday until you get a nap.

The boys then took me out to dinner (my choice, they said, but really, kids’ choice)…

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We chose Island Burger in honor of my parents, who left us in sunny San Diego yesterday to spend the next 15 days in Hawaii.  I want their life.

We ended the day as every birthday should be ended…

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drinking birthday cake ice cream from our bowls.

Consensus? It was a fabulous and blessed 36th year.

#Resolutions

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Happy New Year, y’all!  Hope everyone’s year has started out splendidly.  As I’ve been going through my various social media accounts, I’ve been reading about everyone’s resolutions, so I’ve been motivated to dedicate a blog post to mine; you know, for accountability purposes. 😉

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1. Stop eating like I’m on vacation.  This has seriously been a problem since the beginning of December.  Hell, who am I kidding, its been a problem since the summer.  Once the kids got out of school, my eating schedule went out the window.  Even more so since December started.  And EVEN MORE SO since getting to San Diego.  There is an abundance of restaurants here and not just fast food type places, but GOOD restaurants.  Yummy restaurants.  And literally 5 minutes from my house.  But I’ve indulged enough, the holidays are over, guests are gone and this madness has to stop.  I’ve turned into the Pillsbury Dough Boy since moving out here.

2. Increase my running mileage to 20+ a week.  This doesn’t seem like much, but running and I didn’t have such a good relationship in 2013.  I trained and ran my marathon in 2012 and when that was done, I needed to break up with running for a bit.  Running & I had too much “togetherness.”  After spending most of 2013 run-free (save for the occasional sprint or 3-miler), I realized I missed running.  So running & I are back on and I foresee me running a lot more here because 1) the weather is awesome and 2) I hate my new gym. (I promise I will post about the hate for my new gym in the near future)

3. Meal plan & prep.  Have you ever seen those crazy bodybuilder and bikini athlete people take pictures of their food in plastic containers with just chicken/broccoli/sweet potatoes?  And they have enough of those plastic containers for like 1000 meals?  Yes, that’s what I resolve to do. And not because I’m a bodybuilder or bikini athlete, but because I turned into the Pillbury Dough Boy over the holidays (see Resolution #1).

4. Purge more.  No, not after eating, but purging all the crap we’ve accumulated in 11 years of marriage.  I knew we had a lot of crap, but I didn’t realize just how much crap we had until this move.  We did 4-5 dumps to the dump in MD before our move, donated 10+ bags of clothes to charity and STILL had too much stuff when we moved here.  Its California, ya’ll, so the size of house you get out here is about half the size you get in MD, but you pay just as much here if not more in rent/mortgage.  So we had to fit all our stuff into our 1700 sq ft hut here in paradise & found that we were overflowing.  We did 2 additional dumps to the dump out HERE, as well as a van full to charity & I still feel like we’re busting at the seams.  So, in 2014, I shall purge more.

5. Blog more.  Because I know you all love it, and because its a great way to keep a log of all the fun things we do, and will get to do out here in California. 🙂

6. Run a distance race this year.  This is piggy-backing off of Resolution #2, but it deserves its own spot on the list.  I ran ZERO races in 2013.  And I’ve run at least one every year since 2009.  So there…I blogged it, and now it needs to get done.

7. Read more. Readers are leaders!

That’s all for now…I think I can tackle this list; I’ve got a year to do it!  What are some of your New Years Resolutions?? 🙂

Pic Dump: How I Spent the Last Day of 2013

Its 2014 on the East Coast, but us left coasters still have a couple hours before we can party it up.  Here’s how I spent my last day of 2013…

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I work out 6 days a week, so I started my day off with a workout at the gym. I wore my new purple pants that my parents got me for my birthday.  As bright as my pants were, it did not stop a guy from running into my while I was doing single-leg deadlifts.  I really dislike my new gym, but that’s a whole other post.

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The Hubby had a half day at work today so he & I went out to lunch sans kids (my parents are in town) and tried out Tacos El Gordo in downtown Chula Vista.  Google it and read the reviews.  Its a dive but the tacos are phenomenal.  I can’t eat Mexican food anywhere but here anymore…I just can’t.

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After lunch and doing some grocery shopping, we hit up Max Cup in Eastlake for some boba tea.  The picture doesn’t really do the size of the cup justice, but they don’t call this place “Max Cup” for nothing.

We aren’t particularly superstitious people, so we don’t follow any of the New Years traditions most Filipinos do, although I did cook some pancit (noodles) for dinner tonight…

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I had to impress my parents with my cooking skills, because Lord knows I did not get them from my mother.  This girl is self-taught. 😉

While the Hubby and I were discussing our lack of knowledge of Filipino traditions, he went looking for different types of fruit so that we can participate where we can…

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No luck.  Oh well, we’ve done pretty well in the “luck” department without all those traditions anyway. 😉

Its currently 9:30 Pacific Time and all is quiet in the house…

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Poor Hubby fell asleep an hour ago. 🙂 Haha!

Happy 2014, everyone!