Motivational Mondays (Aug. 31)

I don't care.

I just don't care anymore. Refuse to. Not going to bother.

Whatever the scale says I weigh, I don't care.

(I'm trying real hard to fully convince myself here)

I'm happy, mostly.

It's funny because while that is (mostly) true, I used to say the same thing when I was ginormous. It got to the point where I was so big I never thought I'd get anywhere to the level where I am now. Never thought I could lose 120 pounds. Hell, I never thought I could lose 20 pounds.

But now, here I am, saying the same things.

Why?

Am I expanding again? Have I gotten north of 200 pounds?

No. And hell no.

It just seems my margin of error is small and every pound I gain (not that I'm gaining or have gained a lot), every pound I feel I should not have increases my frustration tenfold.

I don't know what I weigh. I weighed myself three or four weeks ago and I was at around 191 or 189, can't remember. I think it was 189 after a workout, 191 before. I'm carrying about 5-7 more pounds now than I was a year ago at this time. I haven't been as restrictive this year as last, although I've been running a helluva lot more now than ever.

Not sure if my body has plateaued or not and has gotten used to the running, but I might do well to try something in addition to running, such as weights or an elliptical session or two a week. I might do that once school starts when I can figure out a semblance of a schedule.

Still, I know I'm doing things right. I do well to avoid the really bad foods. I opt for salads and lighter fare when we go out. I try and eat five-to-six times a day and keep my calories around 1800 whenever possible. And I run. I ran eight miles on Saturday, for crying out loud, and burned more than 1,300 calories (according to The Polar).

So why am I going to give the scale more power than it needs to have?

Now, I'm not saying that I don't care what the scale says if it were to read (God forbid) 200-plus pounds. Frankly, I worked too damned hard to ever let myself slip, to ever let myself have a 2- in front of my weight. I deserve to reap the rewards of my lifestyle change but with that comes continued discipline that I must have now and forever. So this I-don't-give-a-damn attitude doesn't come without a disclaimer.

Despite all of my weight loss, I'm not 100 percent satisfied with how I look. I don't feel comfortable without a shirt on in public and would not think about running without a shirt, for instance. Most of the males on Desert Tortoises could run without a shirt, no problem, but I would not think about it. It's not all bad though. I don't fret about it or anything.

I'm happy with my appearance. That's the bottom line. I'm happy with how I look, I'm happy with the amount of exercise I get in and I'm happy about my nutritional choices.

I'm not a chiseled work of art like Kennedy's new soccer hero but I also am not afraid to post pictures of myself. Here's one from Sunday.

I know I'm moving in the right direction and have made lifestyle choices that will not only prolong my life but will provide me more happiness in my day-to-day life.

So why am I going to fret over what the scale says?

Cooking With Yvie: Applesauce

Greetings all and welcome to another episode of Cooking With Yvie. For our latest culinary adventure, Yvie shows us how to make applesauce. Now, the show's producer added too much water to the apples so they came out watery. A quarter cup would have sufficed. But it all turned out good in the end.

Enjoy!

Pain Free

After last Sunday's 7-mile run, I had some lingering nipple pain all day. It was pretty bad. Not constant but whenever my shirt rubbed on them, I got nice jolt of pain.

Since we are taking a family trip to the beach tomorrow, I won't me able to go with my Lopers so I ran the scheduled eight miles today, on my own. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to make the distance but I managed fine. I ran The Hill, ran three miles on the other side and scaled it again, so my total time was 1 hour 22 minutes.

I didn't want to experience any pain so I applied the Body Glide liberally before my run. It hurt a little when I got home though, but I showered and applied some more. Its the afternoon now and I haven't felt any pain.

This constant pain is infuriating, mostly because its a relative small area but causes an annoying, lingering and stinging pain. If one thing will chase me away from running long distances, it is this dreaded nipple pain.

But so far, so good. I'll have to keep the Body Glide handy. Not 100 percent worry free now, but also far more comfortable today than I was a week ago.

Playlist enhancer: Dick Dale's "Misirlou"

I had forgotten about this song.

Well, it's not that I forgot about it, per se, just forgot I had it. I have three computers at my house (one PC and two laptops) and I pretty much only use my newest laptop. But I forgot that I had this song in my collection on my PC. I scoured around for some more songs and found this, so now it's on my iPod.

Misirlou by Dick Dale and the Del Tones rocks. I really like running to instrumentals sometimes, like the very long Metallica instrumentals, but this one should be great to run to as well, since it's a bit of a lively tune.

The video... well, this version isn't what I have but I just thought this video was pretty cool.

Daddy-Daughter Work Day

I had the chance to take Kennedy out to work with me today, out for a soccer practice. It was fun having her go out there with me now as to before when she was young and extra squirrely. She's still a squirrel but at least now she can be bribed with promises of DVDs and chicken nuggets for lunch. Bribed I guess might be a strong word but it's a consequence thing. If she's good, she gets something good in return. If not, she doesn't.

Anyway, one of the cool things was having the chance to take this picture.

She doesn't realize how famous the soccer player is. She only knows he was a soccer player.

Bumps and Bruises

Lately I haven't had any setbacks with injury (knock on wood) but I thought I'd update my list of ailments to kind of help me gauge where I am with things and try and prevent injury. I think the one thing I'm most scared of right now is getting injured and having to miss Ragnar and/or Surf City. There's really no reason for this fear other than that it could happen, and while it's not exactly a predominant fear, it exists somewhere in the back of my mind.

* Foot: My feet are fine. I had some pain on the top of my left foot for a few weeks but it's been normal for weeks now. No pain, no nothing. I think the new shoes help. I bought me some new shoes and have worn them for about five runs now, and they seem to do well to cushion my feet.

* Heels: For some reason, my heels have been tender. Not really painful, and I don't feel them when I run, but there is definitely discomfort there mostly when I'm walking around the house. I have been wearing my sandals around the house as walking barefoot can lead to some discomfort. I'm really bummed that I won't be at the Lopers meeting Sunday because the topic is plantar fasciitis.

* Toenails: Sadly, my toenails are almost back to normal. I figured my black toenails were my badges of honor, but the right toenail is completely back to normal. You can't even tell which toenail was jet black not too long ago. The damaged toenail on my left foot is still damaged but it looks like before too long it too will be back to normal. No more black toenails for LB. Sad.

* Nipples: I bought me some Body Glide recently, actually when I bought my shoes. Body Glide helps stop chafing. I've used it a couple of times. On Sunday, I used it when I ran seven miles. There was no immediate pain but my nipples bothered me quite a bit the rest of the day. I don't know what to do to prevent it. I will give this Body Glide a try and then we'll see what happens.

My New Favorite Lunch

This is my new favorite lunch and after scarfing it down for the second time in two days I just had to blog about it.

First, a bit of background. I'm always trying to find ways to add fiber to my diet. Sometimes I'll splurge and get the flour tortillas that have 11 grams of fiber (and about 100 calories) per tortilla. Fiber One cereal is good too but it's so expensive I hardly every buy it.

The standard way to get fiber into my meal plan is, of course, through veggies and fruits but sometimes I'm just not getting to my five servings a day, which makes it tough to get the fiber I need.

So recently I came across a wrap that offered something I'd not seen before: 21 grams of fiber per wrap! Unreal. Before I found these, I started making some veggie wraps. It came about fairly easily. I had a tiny bit of lunch meat left and went to put it in a wrap, but it looked nasty , all moist and stuff, so I tossed it. I figured I didn't really need to have meat so I sauteed some zucchini, summer squash, onions and bell peppers. I sprinkled some sea salt, pepper, cheese and thousand island dressing on it. My new veggie wrap! It was so good.

Lately I've been making it with these 21-gram wraps.


Each wrap has 200 calories, 21 g fiber and 8 g protein. Along with the vegetables, this wrap is loaded with fiber but not calories.

Here are my sauteed veggies. Today I used some yellow bell and serrano peppers, zucchini, mushrooms, cilantro, baby spinach and onion. I also added a bit of Monterey Jack cheese and thousand island dressing.

All told, I'm guessing the wrap had less than 300 calories. And it was so good!

The only problem is that the package of eight cost around five bucks. I suppose I can't eat this every day for lunch, but 2-3 times a week wouldn't be bad.

The Week That Was

Last week may have been one of my best-ever weeks in terms of running. It was also no coincidence that Mrs. LB did not work that week.

The week started off in Page, Ariz., as I ran my memorable six-mile run across the Glen Canyon Dam bridge. On Thursday, I ran 3.2 miles around my neighborhood while Friday was my 4-5 mile track interval run.

Sunday I ran seven miles with the Lopers and that was a great run. All told, in a span of seven days I got in four runs for a combined mileage of 21 miles or so. Great week, right?

This week, I did not run Monday nor Tuesday. My windows to run in are today and Thursday. Lamentably I won't be able to run with the Lopers on Sunday - and I really do hope that that will be the last Sunday I have to miss for a while - so Saturday I need to run as well.

The main reason why I was able to venture out so many times last week was Mrs. LB. She gets up early... we get up early... every morning. Today for instance I beat the 4:40 a.m. alarm by two minutes. She has a harsh commute and is gone by 5:30 most every morning. I feel bad for her as the commute is difficult - rare is the time she gets to or from work in under 60 minutes.

She does what she has to do for the family and we are all very appreciative of that. Which is why I don't complain much about not having the chance to run around my neighbordhood. I'd love to be able to get out at 6 a.m. and go on a run, even if it's only 2-3 miles. Especially right now, in the late summer when the temperature is nice and the sun isn't quite out yet but it's not dark at 6 a.m. That would make for some awesome runs.

But at 6 a.m. on weekdays, I'm home with the girls so running around my block is not an option. I've thought about getting up at around 4 a.m. to go on runs but that sounds about as appealing to me as having to walk barefoot over some hot charcoal. I am a morning person and all but that's overdoing it a bit.

Although, the Ragnar will force me to run even earlier than that, but that's another story...

Anyway, I took advantage of my wife's vacation last week and was able to get in three runs that I normally would not have had the chance to do. This week my windows are small and if something unexpected comes up and I have to miss my scheduled runs, I won't be able to make them up.

Still, I try to squeeze in trips to the gym when I can. Once school starts and Yvie goes off to first grade, I will be able to schedule runs because I know I will have some alone time, well, alone being just me and Kennedy. I'll be able to run at the gym more often than now and my Sunday runs are now fixtures.

I guess I long for the day when Mrs. LB works closer to home, mostly so A) she won't have to commute for long hours; B) she will be able to sleep in a little later; C) we can actually spend time together as a family in the early-morning hours and D) I can get in some 6 a.m. runs during the week.

For now, the gym will have to make do.

Quiz Answers

Thanks to everyone who participated in the quiz. I hope you enjoyed it whether you took the challenge or not.

Here are the answers.

1) B. The orange flag is for water skiers or wakeboarders, anyone who is outside of the boat. Kennedy was playing with the flag before we took off.

2) B. I was trying to catch a fish, mostly to amuse the girls.

3) C. I was looking for lizards but saw a lot of seashells. Kennedy liked the seashells.

4) A. Everyone was set to jump in off the rocks and I really didn't want to. I eventually did. And that bikini clad girl is my sister in law! I do NOT have eyes for her :)

5) C. Yvie totally loved trying to water ski. She really does want to try it again. Hopefully she can do it next time we go.

6) A. Yvie jumped in. She hesitated but decided to do it. She was proud of herself!

7) C. The water right around there was around 160 feet. That doesn't really scare the girls but it freaks the crap out of me!

Thanks again for playing along at home. Amanda and thrasherswife each got six right! Rock on!

More Pics, With a Twist

I wanted to share more pictures of our Lake Powell trip but figured I'd do so a bit differently. Since the only ones who know the story behind these pictures were at the lake, I figured it would be good to have a bit of a quiz.

So, I'll put a picture up with a question and will provide three guesses as to what is going on in picture. See if you can figure out what's going on in each picture. If you enjoy it, maybe I'll do more of these posts with just random pictures in some sort of semi-regular feature.

Let's see how this works out.

1) Why is Kennedy holding up the flag?

A) If you have a child under five on board the boat, you must have said child hold up an orange flag to warn other boats.
B) When the boat is carrying a water skier behind, you must have an orange flag visible to warn other boats that a person is in the water.
C) As punishment for pushing her sister into a pile of red ants, Kennedy had to hold the flag in the air for 10 minutes.

2) Why do I have a plastic cup in the water?

A) I was thirsty and wanted a drink.
B) I was trying to catch a fish.
C) Kennedy took a poop and I was trying to scoop out the remnants.

3) What am I doing up there?

A) Looking for my shoes - someone tossed them up here.
B) Trying to find somewhere to ditch the silly hat.
C) Looking for seashells or lizards or anything that Kennedy might like to hold.

4) Why am I standing so high on the rocks?

A) Trying to avoid being harassed into jumping off the rocks and into the deep water below.
B) Chasing after Kennedy - and the chase was successful.
C) See the girl in the bikini? Yeah, me too.

5. After Yvie's unsuccessful attempt at water skiing, how did she react?

A) She cried once she got back into the boat and said she never wants to do that again.
B) She complained that her arms and back hurt and admitted at being scared when the boat pulled away.
C) She said it was fun and she would be up for trying it next time we go to the lake.

6. This is Yvie on the edge of the boat, preparing to jump into the middle of the lake by herself for the first time ever. She ended up in the water, but how?

A) She went through with it and jumped in after slightly hesitating (and allowing Dad to snap the picture).
B) After a minute-long delay, she had her uncle drop her into the lake.
C) Kennedy pushed her into the water.

7. How deep was the water where Yvie jumped in?

A) About 10 feet; that's how we convinced her to get in.
B) Close to 30 feet, but we didn't tell her until she had gotten out of the water.
C) Somewhere north of 160 feet.

I'll be back later to post the answers.

If you get them all right, you rule.

Motivational Mondays (Aug. 24)

Small steps.

You have to take small steps in order to reach your goal.

It's great to want to run a marathon or a 10K, but if you haven't run such a distance before, it might seem impossible. Same with weight loss. You might want to lose 100 pounds or maybe 20 pounds or whatever, but it's a daunting task.

But you can't lose 100 pounds in a day or week. And you won't go from running 5-7 miles to all of the sudden having the ability to run 26.2 miles. It doesn't work that way.

I joked with a friend about wanting to run an 18-miler with her next weekend, but there's no way. I've never run more than 13, and the last time I ran double-digits was in my pre-Loper days. I think if I tried to run 18 miles next week, I'd collapse.

If you are on the path towards a goal, whether it's fitness-related or not, remember that it's a path, and that requires movement towards something, a movement that is a journey.

It's like you are driving from one city to another. You have to go through the suburbs, barren areas, unincorporated county land, maybe a small town or two and more suburbs before you get to your destination.

Along your path towards running 26.2 or a 10k, you will also have such milestones. You will run a double-digit mile run for the first time. You will run five miles for the first time. You might set a new PR time in a certain distance - if you've never run five miles before, your five-mile time will be your PR! And you'll have something to shoot for the next time you run five miles.

If you want to lose 100 pounds, you will have to lose one to start. Then another. Eventually you'll drop 10 pounds, 20, 30 and you'll feel better and better about yourself. If you hit a bump on the road, remember that it's just temporary and that if you've sold yourself on the goal, you will get there. It might not be as fast you'd like but getting there is the most important thing.

It's only natural to feel as if you are not moving fast enough. Or it might also be that you feel the goal is unattainable. My Loper calendar says that we will run 8 miles on Sunday, 9 miles the week after that and then 10 miles on the 13th. The distances only continue to climb, and frankly part of me is scared. From Sept. 13 to Dec. 13, I will complete double-digit runs a dozen times. If that's not intimidating, I don't know what is.

Well, maybe the 20-22 miles scheduled for Jan. 17...

Anyway, it might seem like a lot to get down. But again, I don't have to do them all at once. And you don't have to lose 10 pounds in one week.

As long as you are moving along the path towards meeting your goal, you'll be set. Everything else will fall into place after that.

Thunderous Ride

Vacation cost me precious time to record a Cooking With Yvie, but she'll be back next Sunday and maybe even chime in during the week.

But I've got to give you an Yvie/Kenna fix today so here's a video I shot of them at Disneyland, on Thunder Mountain. They're brave and can go in their own car without too much problems.

Tough Workout

On Friday, I got to run at the local high school track. I'm not the biggest fan of running in circles but the track is something I wish I could take advantage of more often, but it's not really a possibility since I like to run in the mornings and when school's in session, it's just not an option.

Anyway, I ran something that my brother Danny told me about last year. I walked a lap, then ran a mile at a comfortable pace. Walked another lap and then came the biggie: ran two miles but with a twist. I sprinted the straightaways and jogged very lightly around the bends. After eight laps of sprinting/jogging, I walked another lap, then ran another mile and then finally walked another lap.

I was worn out by the time I finished.

I ran the first mile in 9:03, so I suppose that was a decent time for me. I wasn't trying for speed, just settled into a comfortable pace. Average heart rate was 163 and maximum was 177.

After a lap of walking, I went into the sprints. My first two weren't that taxing but I really felt comfortable after the third one. I was flying, which is a relative term because I was probably going pretty slow still. I tried to look at The Garmin to see the pace and it was reading between 6:20 and 6:40 towards the end of my sprints, so that would be a very fast pace for me. I actually doubt I could hold that pace for anything more than a lap, and even a lap would be a struggle, but that's the purpose I suppose, to try and sprint and give it all you've got for short bursts.

Not only does it get you used to pushing through fatigue but it raises your heart rate quite high, lowers it, raises and lowers it over and over so it's a great workout for your heart, a bit of a different type of interval.

Anyway, my first mile I finished in 9:30 or so, just a bit slower than my first mile. Avg HR was 177 and max was 188. The next mile took me almost 10 minutes, just a hair under 10 minutes as my total time for the two miles was in the 19:20s. Avg HR was 181 and max was 189. I felt the sprints more in the second mile. I was tired and really going slow. But on my final sprint I pushed hard and glanced at The Garmin, which read 5:53 as I came out of my sprint.

I walked the lap, then jogged another mile. I finished the mile in about 9:40 I think, so it wasn't a slow mile. In fact, halfway through I was at 5:07 or so, so I figured I'd like to finish the mile in under 10 minutes. I probably should have just ran it to finish in whatever time but I was in the competitive mode because of all the sprinting so I pushed myself. The last lap was pretty tough as that's when I picked up the pace.

It was good to have gone out and done that, though. I had thought about an interval run at the gym but figured since Mrs. LB was home and able to watch the girls that I might as well take the time to head out to the track since I don't get to do that very often.

This week thus far has been a great week of running. Got in a six-miler on Monday, ran 3.2 or so on Thursday and that speed workout on Friday. With Sunday's seven-miler with the Lopers, I'll get in more than 20 miles this week!

But today's a rest day. Well, from running. I've got a long work day today, but that's fine. I'll have Sunday morning to look forward to.

New background

If you read this blog regularly, you know that I have a love of the Disneyland Resort. We have season passes and try to go as often as we can.

I put together this picture to serve as a background for my laptop. Originally I wanted a picture from either Disneyland or California Adventure but I couldn't settle for just one picture.

So I settled for seven.

Anyway, just thought I'd share. I could make dozens of backgrounds like this, I have so many pictures.

Run To The Dam

On my birthday - Aug. 9 - I bought myself some new shoes. It wasn't a birthday present to myself or anything, just happened that the local running store that gives Lopers 10 percent off shoes had a 15 percent sale for us, and I couldn't pass that up.

But I didn't get a chance to break them in until Monday. And did I ever set a high bar with this those shoes.

I took the shoes with me to the Lake and was happy to have gotten a chance to run early Monday morning. Like clockwork, I'm up by 5 a.m. most mornings, whether I need to or not. Vacations of course are for lounging around, sleeping in, enjoying some relaxation. And while I don't get the first two while running, getting in a run in the wee hours of the morning is very relaxing and the perfect start to any day.

It was the perfect start for that day, and the perfect way to break in my new shoes.

I got up a few minutes before five, laid in bed for about 5-10 minutes and then got my stuff together. By 5:30, while everyone else was sleeping, I was stretching next to my truck, picking out a playlist. There is a bridge near where we were staying, a bridge that on one side features a the Glen Canyon Dam and on the other a very deep gorge. Very deep. I had clocked the distance from the bridge to the hotel on the way past the day before and it was about 2-3 miles.

So I set out for it. With the sun just beginning to cast its light on our sliver of Arizona, I ran down the street our motel was on and turned onto the highway, State Route 89 I believe. It wasn't dead - there were cars cruising past - but it was light traffic even compared to the light traffic around my block that early in the morning.

The only thing I noticed right away was the ridges on the side of the road. Not sure if they are commonplace on most roads outside of SoCal but I've only seen these ridges on my long drives out of the state, the ones that will jar you awake if you doze off and start to slide off the road. Anyway, they were a minor hindrance on my run but I did well to avoid twisting my ankle on them.

Now, as I hadn't run since the Monday before, I didn't want to try and set any new speed records. I figured a good five- or six-mile run would suffice, and really would just be happy with running to the bridge.

I approached the bridge and realized that I would be quite a ways up. I wasn't scared or anything but certainly being on the bridge on foot would be a different experience than driving over it.

Now, the Glen Canyon Dam dams up the Colorado River in Page, Ariz., where we stayed. So not only would I have the pleasure running next to a colossal structure like a dam, I'd be able to say that I ran over the Colorado River.

It was almost perfect timing when I approached the river. Playing on my iPod was one of my favorite running songs, Highwayman by Johnny Cash. While Waylon Jennings was singing about being a dam-builder "where steel and water did collide... on the wild Colorado" I was looking at it. By the time I got on the bridge, though, Cash gave way to Metallica.

As I ran close to the bridge, I had to take a deep breath, not because I was tired or fatigued or anything. It was just a bit surreal to think that I was about to scale this massive divide.

How massive?


Pretty steep (I didn't take this picture but it's a great shot of the bridge).

I ended up running six miles on the nose in 59:55.

Not sure what order my runs rank but this one is certainly in my Top Five.

Lake Powell Pics

Well, we're back in SoCal, back home. Our family vacation lasted about three days, and while that's not the longest time, Mrs. LB is off work this week and we'll have time to spend together as a family.

A few pictures from the lake...

This was right before we got to the lake on Sunday. We'd been in the truck for about eight hours and I'd driven about five of them. I was beat. I actually was sad that I didn't get to run with the Lopers on Sunday. We left our house at 6 am and usually at 6 am I'm driving over to Loma Linda to run with the Lopers. I missed out on a six-miler... but I ran a wonderful six-miler in Arizona on Monday that I'll have to blog about later.

Anyway, check this out:

Guess who that is being ultra-adventurous? Yup, that's Yvie in mid-air. Those swim classes she took were great. She never would have been willing to try this jump otherwise. Of course, she has on a life jacket and we wouldn't let her jump without it, or be without it period (except on the shore) but her desire to be in the water has increased significantly. Mrs. LB told me afterward that while Yvie was about to jump and in the the air, Mrs. LB's stomach was in knots and she was short of breath, kind of like a mini-anxiety attack. Not me. I was too busy taking pictures.

And remember the raft thing I blogged about?

Guess who is in the middle crying? That would be Kennedy. She was terrified! We weren't even going that fast and there was little chance of her falling off. But that didn't matter. I guess Mr. Toad's Wild Ride didn't properly gear her up for Ms. Kenna's Wild Raft Ride. She cried almost as soon as the boat pulled away. Yvie enjoyed it, though.

I've got more pictures and may post some later. The girls enjoyed the lake and with any luck they'll be swimming fully on their own and will be looking for bigger cliffs to jump from in 2010.

Future Timeline

As a second part to Tuesday's post (and I actually wrote this and the other one between Mexico City and Lake Powell trips), I wanted to throw it forward and try to anticipate what the future will hold for the LB clan. Let's see what we've got here in our crystal ball.

Aug 19, 2009. Mrs LB and I are married 10 years. Our daughters are 5 and 3. Yvie is about to start first grade. I'm a freelance writer and my wife is a manager at her LA-based company.

Aug. 19, 2010. Our daughters are 6 and 4. I've recently spent a month in South Africa, covering the world's biggest sporting event. I'm debating whether I want to run my second marathon of the year or if I should wait until Surf City 2011 to run another 26.2. Our four-year-old will soon start kindergarten.

Aug. 19, 2012. Our daughters are 8 and 6. Yvie has decided she prefers to dance instead of play soccer, so she does traditional ballet and ballet folklorico. Mrs. LB is now a director with her company. While my writing business is still going strong, I begin attending culinary school. I'm a four-time marathoner.

Aug. 19, 2014. Mrs. LB and I have been married 15 years. Our daughters are 10 and 8. Yvie's love of dance is a constant while Kennedy balances ballet with soccer. After spending a month in Brazil covering the world's greatest sporting event, I am now an ex-writer and work as a pastry chef. After seven years with her LA-based comapny, Mrs. LB has left the position and now works close to home.

Aug. 19, 2019. To celebrate our 20-year anniversary, Mrs. LB and I take that trip to Tulum, Mexico, we've always wanted to take. Our daughters are 15 and 13. Yvie just finished her sophomore year of high school. She travels across Southern California and performs with her ballet folklorico group. Kennedy will soon start high school, where she will be a top player on her freshman girls soccer team. I work as an executive pastry chef at a local restaurant.

Aug. 19, 2022. Mrs. LB and I have been married 23 years. Our daughters are 17 and 15. Yvie will soon leave home to attend the University Autonoma of Barcelona, where she will major in International Studies. We are excited, sad and worried. Kennedy enjoys soccer and plays for both high school and club. Mrs. LB has become a consultant and earns a lot of money for not-a-lot of work. I'm taking classes to try and get a Master's in business administration.

Aug. 19, 2026. Mrs. LB and I have been married 27 years. Our daughters are 21 and 19. Yvie graduated from her school in Barcelona and will soon begin a Master's program at Buenos Aires University in Argentina. Kennedy plays soccer for an out-of-state Division II University after having received a scholarship. She plays regularly and enjoys it, and we try and go when we can. She majors in entomology. Mrs. LB likes her consulting business but is attending law school because she wants a change of pace. I recently opened Bueno's Bakery & Cafe and business is thriving. We specialize in healthy baked goods, but we make some mean cinnamon rolls.

Aug. 19, 2033. To celebrate our 34th anniversary, Mrs. LB and I take a weeklong trip to Costa Rica followed by a weeklong trip to Montreal, for old time's sake. Our daughters are 28 and 26. Yvie works at the American embassy in Santiago, Chile, and we visit when we can. Kennedy works as an entomologist for an out-of-state zoo, where she is in charge of their butterfly gardens. She often travels to Central and South America to study and bring back different tropical butterfly species. Mrs. LB works as a lawyer, though mostly takes on unglamorous pro-bono cases. There are four Bueno's Bakery & Cafes across Southern California. I've run at least one marathon a year for 23 consecutive years, including ones in Barcelona, Buenos Aires and Santiago.

My Timeline

My blog buddy Willoughby inspired me to write this. Last week, she had a post like this and I figured since I enjoyed it so much, I might as well do it LB style.

Today is Aug. 18, 2009, and I wanted to take a look back at previous Aug. 18s that have gone by. Although I don't know for sure what I was doing a year ago, two years ago, five years ago, 10 years ago, I know where I was at in my life during these respective landmarks. It's just essentially a random date for us, no wedding/birthday/anniversary attached to it, but it's nice sometimes to pick things at random.

Aug 18 2009. Mrs LB and I are married 10 years. Our daughters are 5 and 3. Yvie is about to start first grade. I'm a freelance writer and my wife is a manager at her LA-based company.

Aug 18, 2008. Our daugthers are 4 and 2. One will soon start kindergarten (and soccer) while the other is set for preschool. Two months ago, I ran my first race, a 5K.

Aug 18, 2006. Our daughters are 2 and 9 months. We've recently gone on a family vacation to Mexico, and while most of it wasn't great, we spent a wonderful day in Mazatlan. I've lost almost 50 pounds since March.

Aug 18, 2005. Our daughter Yvie is 1. Mrs LB is pregnant with a girl. Freelance business is booming. We've put our house for sale and are looking at prospective new homes. Mrs LB works at a hospital 10 minutes from home.

Aug 18, 2003. Mrs LB and I have been married four years. We are expecting our first child. We are hoping for a girl. I teach fifth grade in inner-city LA and am starting to get disillusioned. I probably weigh around 300pounds but I tell myself that I'm at 280 because that doesn't sound as bad. I have no desire to exercise. Next month, we will buy our first house.

Aug 18 2001. Mrs LB and I have been married for two years. We are both trying to finish our bachelor's degrees. We live in apartment in Temecula. She works for a newspaper in San Diego and I work as a substitute teacher. We don't have thoughts of starting a family anytime soon.

Aug 18 1999. Mrs LB and I have been married two months and are enjoying life as newlyweds. I work full time for the same newspaper that employs my wife, but not in sports. I don't really like my job but I'm trying to improve. I've put on weight since the beginning of the year but not sure how much. My guess is 30-40 pounds. I don't exercise.

Aug 18 1998. I've been going to my local community college for a a few years now and getting restless. I think about a change. I work part time for a newspaper in San Bernardino. Later this month I will meet a girl in my journalism class at college. Soon we'll start dating and before we know it we are planning a wedding. I live with my family, and my brothers and I go play basketball every now and then.

Aug 18 1995. I've spent most of this year looking for a job with no luck. In January I was fired from my bank teller job after I was out of balance a large amount of money. I'm getting ready to start attending community college, mostly as a last resort. I don't really have any ambition. I fight a lot with my mom. I don't bother to date because I don't have money or a car.

Aug 18 1993. I live in Mexico. After graduating from high school in June, I came down here. I spent last summer here and loved it so I wanted to come back. I like the simple life here. I work hard and enjoy it. I miss my brothers but we write letters back and forth. I have an open-ended timeframe and am wondering if I should try and stay here for just a few months or maybe a year or two.

Motivational Mondays (Aug. 17)

This one will be brief. I'm still on vacation after all.

We're at the lake today, on our way to try some water skiing, wakeboarding and a little swimming.

When I first started coming here with my wife's family, I was big. I couldn't water ski and didn't really enjoy the water too much. I didn't want to try things like the raft. They haul a raft behind the boat and you sit on there and try not to fall off. Its actually quite fun but when you fall in the middle of the lake it can be quite difficult to get back up. I'll post some pictures from last year of that scene. Anyway, when I was big I felt embarrassed to not be able to get back up. Last year though it went great. I was able to get up without too many problems.

I tend to be more adventurous here, now that I am fit. It makes it quite fun to be here.p

Another Trip

Greetings from the I-15. We're taking another trip, probably our last one for a while. We are headed to Lake Powell, which is on the border of Arizona and Utah. My wife's family has been going there for years and we've made it a bit of a tradition as well.

We're hoping to get some water skiing, jet skiing and other fun water activities in over the next three days.

Anyway, since I was in Mexico all week we didn't get a chance to record a Cooking With Yvie this week. Sorry. We'll shoot one this week.

So I'll try and report back from the lake when I can.