Shape magazine is just awful. I can't wait until my subscription (purchased from my little cousin as a fundraiser) is finally done. This month's issue told me about liposuction, face creams and how kids will make me fat (see above).
I really hate "fitness" magazines that make having kids seem like some sort of horrible fat trap. If you went by their "success" stories, you'd think going off to college or having kids was a guarantee for obesity. I know you could say that my running is how I've narrowly avoided the obesity trainwreck that is having a baby, but I'm here to tell you a secret: having a baby doesn't make you fat, eating a lot makes you fat. There is nothing about having a baby that encourages extra eating, in fact you have even less time to eat and once you do have more time, you have motivation to eat well since the little monster is watching your every move and demanding a bite of whatever you're eating.
Ah, there. Now I feel better. I swear, reading Shape magazine makes my blood pressure spike. You'd never expect to get all riled up from some fluff magazine you only pick up when you're on the crapper.
Over the weekend, my husband installed new baby proof cabinet locks in the kitchen. Why new locks? Here's why:
I don't expect an iron clad seal on the cabinets, but it has to do better than that! As much as this pains me to say, my kid isn't some kind of genius who has cracked the code here. This is just a really crappy child lock. I think even Peanut would figure it out eventually. We upgraded to the kind that is screwed into the cabinets and when Faith tried to get into her usual areas and was stopped, she was pissed.
|But I can see the Tupperware!|
|Mommy, I can't get that bottle of poison! This is BS!|
This is what happens when I don't run for a day, I find things to complain about. Luckily for everyone, today is back to running. This week is a "step back" week in the 50 mile training plan because I have the Annapolis 10 Mile race on Sunday. I only have to run 12-14 on Saturday! That's short enough to do from my house, which will make my husband happy since I won't be gone as long. He might be sad when he realizes that means I don't stop by Starbucks and get him breakfast after I'm done with my run. :)
Do you ever get angry over something you read in a "fitness" magazine?
Are you a Starbucks fan? My husband is a triple venti latte addict, but I'm only interested in their cake pop selection since I don't drink coffee and their tea is yucky.