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I am a violinist. I also enjoy running, working out, reading, and hanging with my friends and cat.

All aboard the Celebrity Eclipse (Day 1)

The honeymoon continues….

So, we did get to board the ship.  After being sick all night, I woke up the next day feeling…well…okay.  Not great.  We managed to get a cab to the port though, and with minimal waiting in line (with sitting breaks for me) before long we were on the ship!  Right off the bat they offered us a glass of champagne, and we would have gone exploring, but I needed to sit down.  In fact, that was the name of the game for the first day of our cruise—I was trying not to be sick, and we missed out on some of the fun of exploring, but luckily we were onboard!  Like they say, the worse day cruising is still better than the best day on land 😉

After about 30 minutes we were able to go to our stateroom.  I’d booked us an "Aqua class" balcony room.  It looked GREAT!  I think it was the biggest stateroom we’d ever had with a nice, roomy enough shower, lovely bathroom products, a fairly deep balcony, and a nice enough bed.  We were also given two bathrobes and two pairs of slippers to wear.

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The view from the balcony.

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This was in our room in honor of our honeymoon.  The envelope contained an invitation for a get together the next morning with other honeymooners and couples celebrating their honeymoons.  Each day they brought fresh fruit for the room, though it never looked super appealing.

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I asked Chris to take some pictures.  In retrospect, this may not have been the best idea.  After we did a little unpacking we went up to the Oceanview Cafe (buffet area) for Chris to get some lunch.  I was going to sit with him, but I suddenly felt really awful and had to go back to the room. 

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We had our muster/lifeboat drill, and then the ship set sail!  There is just nothing like being on a cruise.  It is truly my favorite way of vacationing. 

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After a few hours, we were definitely on the open sea.  We had about two days until we were going to see land again!  Time to eat, drink, and be merry. 

Chris and I chose to purchase the unlimited beverage package.  That meant we could get as many drinks, coffees, waters, and sodas as we wanted without any additional charges.  It wasn’t cheap, but it meant we didn’t have to worry about what our final bill would be and we would be free to enjoy our honeymoon without any worries about moderation.

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I wasn’t feeling up to a frosty drink yet, but Chris was hard at work getting his money’s worth!  You can see the "Celebrity Today" paper on the bed there—the paper tells you everything happening on the ship.

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A Carnival ship was traveling with us.  Evidently two ships are required to stay near one another for safety.

Since we were in Aqua class, that meant we ate in a specific restaurant called "Blu" rather than the main dining room.  We were allowed to go eat at whatever dinner time we wanted except the first night when we were asked to go at 8:30.  I still didn’t have too much of an appetite, but we went.

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I don’t recall what this was called but it was chicken with pancakes…SO delicious!  Sadly I was only able to eat a few bites. I must have seemed like such a lady to the servers!  (Luckily that would change by day two.)

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And a delicious "thin mint" cake!

We also got some after dinner coffee.  The restaurant was wonderful—unlike previous cruises we were sitting just the two of us at a table, which was very nice.  The food was very tasty and the service was impeccable.  After just being onboard a few hours we were already incredibly impressed with the service and amenities of the Celebrity cruise lines. 

For your reference:  previously Chris and I had been on two Carnival cruises and I’d been on one Royal Caribbean cruise.  Celebrity was a "step up" in terms of luxury, and so far we were impressed.

After dinner the first night I was exhausted and felt a bit nauseous, so we just went back to the stateroom.  I had wanted to see a show or do some exploring, but I just wasn’t up to it.  Luckily the next day was to be a day off so we could sleep in, relax, and do whatever we wanted.

(I don’t know if I’ll keep doing one post per day, but that will be it for now.)

We fell asleep feeling the ocean waves…and I finally was starting to feel more like myself.  Like I said, the next day was going to be a day at sea, followed by San Juan. 

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Trails and roads and dogs, oh my!

Saturday’s race: Whitecliff Valentine Trail Run.  My first trail race—I wanted to experience a short trail race before the Castlewood Cup (yes, I suppose I could go run on a trail to train but there’s all kinds of warnings about trail running alone, plus I don’t want to get lose or attacked by bears.)  The race was a double loop for a total of 3.5 miles.  I knew it would be small, and I was (naturally) most concerned about not being last.

I knew it was going to be very cold, but when I woke up I was surprised to see a dusting of snow!  I left early in case the roads would be bad so naturally I got there pretty early.  I sat in my car, enjoying Weekend Edition (and being thankful this was a 10 am race) until about ten till, when I got out of the car to walk a bit and get my legs moving.  I chatted with a few people and then it was time to race!

The race was completely off road, either on the grass or on dirt trails.  I was mainly concerned about not getting lost, but for the most part I was within sight of people, and then one time I sort of did get lost but only for a few steps and then a volunteer was calling out to me.  I quickly realized there was no need for me to be a hero and I walked up the steepest hills, and then it was easy enough to start running again on the flats or down hills, or the less steep up hills.  I was having a blast!  By the second loop I was pretty tired, but I forged ahead.  A couple was behind me most of the way and they passed me halfway through the second lap.  I was fine with that because then I could just follow then rather than worrying about the course. 

At the same place of the course where I’d gotten a little lost the first lap, the second lap a dog came running towards me, barking.  I stopped, and I saw it had a leash and had simply gotten away from its owner, who was heading towards it.  I started running again, thinking the situation was under control, but then the dog growled so I stopped again.  Finally the owner grabbed the leash and I was on my way. 

At that point a guy who had been close behind for at least two miles decided to sprint past me down this large hill, and then barely stayed ahead of me until the finish line chute…when he started walking before the end.  To where I didn’t see how I could pass him without seeming really rude, and since I was hardly in the running for prizes I didn’t feel the need.  So I simply jogged to the finish line.  I don’t recall the exact time, but I think it was something like 46 minutes?  The first lap was around 22 minutes something, so that sounds about right, since the second lap had the dog incident plus a little more walking…I hadn’t paced myself well.

Nonetheless I felt fantastic after my run!  I had a wonderful time and felt like it was a successful run.  As you all know I’ve been pretty negative towards running and fitness lately so I’ll take it as a success.

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The finish line "chute"!  You can see it was pretty narrow.

So, that was Saturday’s race.   Swag included a t-shirt and a box of conversation hearts.

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Sunday’s race:  Run for Chocolate 5k

I wasn’t going to run this one, but Melissa’s boyfriend Steve asked me to and I thought it seemed like it would be fun.  I’d thought I might be able to wrangle a couple of my other friends to run it but no such luck. 

We met up in Lafayette Square in the morning to carpool downtown to where the race was.  Steve and a friend of his from work named Shannon were running.  We parked and then sat in the car for awhile because it was freezing outside.  (This seems like a common thread, huh?) 

This was a decent sized race—they said 1200 people or so were running it! 

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Me, Shannon, and Steve.  I am so used to seeing myself in gigantic sunglasses that I look ridiculous here.

Anyway, the start was super congested—I was weaving in and out of people for the first 1/2 mile—I already knew a pr was impossible at that point, but I just wanted to run a good race.  I had opted not to wear my garmin and just run by my perceived effort (just on the edge of not being able to go any faster for any longer, just run as fast as I could without wanting to die).  My feet were practically numb with cold which definitely gave me a few problems.  It was an out and back race, and the turn around was a huge mental boost. 

The course started near Lumiere Place and ran through the "Old North" neighborhood (I think).  I was somewhat surprised by how awful the roads were—it was an urban trail race in a way, you had to watch your step for most of the course because the pavement was so uneven and torn up.  That’s one of the nice things about racing—you end up running in areas you would absolutely never get to run in otherwise! 

I finished in just under 31 minutes clock time, which ended up being 30:22 chip time—not quite under 30, but pretty close!  I know if the beginning of the race had been smoother I would have reached that goal.  Oh well, it was a good race and I pushed myself throughout. 

Afterwards we hit up Benton Park Cafe for brunch and chatted about the state of the world.  Steve had run the Rock and Roll Half in October, and he told me how he was proudly wearing his medal downtown after the race, and passed a homeless man, and felt pretty stupid being proud of that.  The state of the roads and the houses/neighborhoods we had run by in this race made us feel sort of similar…lucky to be able to be wasting our time and money running around in a group of similar people on a weekend morning and complaining about the excess pounds we had managed to put on by eating too much of the plentiful food we have!  Life is pretty good I think!  OH and I managed to get myself up in arms over a tirade against the Komen Foundation and the support that breast cancer receives over other kinds of cancer!

We got a nice t-shirt from the race.  The categories were for single women, attached women, single woman, attached men, and evidently the single women got pink shirts, the single men got blue, and all of us attached people got red.  It is women’s fit and I am actually wearing it right now.  The other stuff is a chocolate bar they gave us at packet pickup, and a chocolate "finisher’s medal."

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Did you race this weekend, or do anything else awesome?  My sister Leslie ran a 5k and 10k all in one morning in Phoenix. 

Time to Relax!

We didn’t go on our honeymoon the very next day—we did wait one day.  We had lots to do—pack, laundry, unwrap presents that my parents had awesomely taken to my house. 

First we said goodbye to a few people—by the time we got up many of the guests had already left, but my parents had waited to say goodbye, and then we went with my friend Emily and Leslie & Peter to eat breakfast at Rooster.

One of things I haven’t mentioned that was very delightful was the car that Leslie and Peter had rented.

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It barely had a back seat at all.

Anyway, after breakfast pretty much everybody had to leave so Chris and I checked out of the hotel and went home. 

The next day we caught a flight to Miami! One of my favorite moments was when we realized we were actually, truly, really, married and going on our honeymoon and we didn’t have to talk to anyone except each other for the next ten days!  It had been such a stressful period, with so many people around to talk to or feel guilty for NOT talking to, that it was a tremendous relief not to have to do that anymore.  Don’t get me wrong, I loved our wedding and I wouldn’t change having had it, but WOW it was a stressful time.

Our honeymoon plan was to spend a few days in Miami Beach and then take a Celebrity Cruise to the Caribbean.  We wanted to stay on South Beach, and it ended up that prices were pretty expensive (naturally).  Since we were spending a lot of money on the cruise we tried to get a good deal, and ended up at the Ocean Reef Hotel on Collins Avenue.  When our cab pulled up we were a little surprised, and so was he, because the hotel wasn’t really visible from the street!

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It was a very small hotel, and wasn’t great—it had been renovated recently, and in fact was still under construction.  On the surface the rooms were nice (we had a small suite, with a tiny kitchen and living area) but the bathrooms were very old, the a/c didn’t work well, and the windows didn’t shut all the way.  Miami was in a cold snap though, so luckily we didn’t need much air conditioning.  And we figured, whatever, it’s our honeymoon and we’re going to enjoy it no matter!

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We were just a few blocks from the beach, and near all kinds of wonderful restaurants and stores.  We had a great few days, just walking around, eating, drinking, relaxing, and most of all, SLEEPING.  The first night we slept for about 12 hours—I didn’t realize how tired I was until I finally was able to relax!  The second night we slept almost the same, and in fact kept up a pattern of sleeping at least 9 to 11 hours a day throughout the honeymoon.

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That is the Miami Beach portion of our honeymoon in a nutshell! Finally, the night before the cruise was set to sail…I came down with an awful case of food poisoning.  I was terribly sick all night, up with the shakes, the chills, vomiting, diarrhea, you name it.  I managed to clog the bathroom sink and was terrified I would clog the toilet as well (probably tmi, but still.)  At one point I was lying in bed crying because I was afraid we wouldn’t be able to board the ship, that I would be too sick to manage!  Chris was of course wonderful during that awful night and kept trying to make me feel better and get me water and stuff.  What an awful thing for the honeymoon though!  And yes, remember that he was sick approximately 6 days ago…but it seemed just too long beforehand to be related. 

Next step: the Celebrity Eclipse! 

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Eating "perfectly"

I’m not sure how it has happened, but I realized that I currently like ALL of my students!  As in they are all delightful human beings who are genuinely fun to work with.  I feel like this is different than in the past, unless I am the difference…maybe I’m just a better teacher or perhaps in my old age I have gotten better at figuring out how to work with various personalities better.  No matter the reason, it helps the teaching days go by easy! 

Today in my workout Mike brought up the fact that I wanted to lose my honeymoon/holiday weight.  He asked how that was going (I suppose he can tell I’ve gained a few pounds…and he doesn’t even know that I’ve just been wearing leggings or ONE pair of jeans since I got back!).  Sadly it hasn’t been going as well as I’d hoped.  There are a couple of issues I’ve been having.  I feel like I’ve gotten my diet more under control, but it’s not ideal yet.  I haven’t been running as much as I’d like, because I’ve been having trouble getting back into my running routine.  I’ve been cautious since I’ve had some hip/ankle pain, which is probably because I’m out of shape and carrying a little extra weight…which is part of why I’m out of shape and carrying a little extra weight.  I just have to keep at it, run a bit more, maybe do some other cardio if running is a problem, and make sure to pile on the vegetables, cut down on the carbs, and keep the protein leaner!  I think I’ve lost approximately 1 pound since I started weighing myself (I waited over a week after getting home before stepping on the scale.)

Mike suggested I try to really eat "perfectly" for 5 or 6 days in a row.  That’s tough right now, because Sunday we are invited to a potluck dinner and Monday night we are going out for Valentine’s, both occasions that I prefer not to eat "perfectly."  I can probably give it a go starting the following day though!  I can easily think of ways I’ve added on calories in my meals that weren’t necessary, so I can definitely cut those things out (less cheese, less mayo, less cream in my coffee, that sort of thing) between now and Sunday too.  And if you are wondering, yes, I have something in my mind that constitutes eating perfectly, and it may be different than what Mike thinks, but it’s how I initially lost weight a couple of years ago.  Basically it involves tons of veggies, a serving of lean protein, and a serving of whole grain carbs at each meal. 

Okay, enough about my diet.  Now for my exercise 😉

I have something happening this weekend that I haven’t done before:  TWO races!  Saturday is a 3.5 mile trail race that I signed up for since I thought I’d want a little trail race experience before the Castlewood Cup at the end of the month.  But then a friend asked if I wanted to run a 5k downtown, called Run for the Chocolate (chocolate, sadly, does not fit in with eating "perfectly") on Sunday, and I figured, why not.  So that’s my weekend!  Two races followed by a potluck.  I’m not expecting to PR in the 5k, but I’ll give it my all!

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Oh, and I still owe you at least one blog post about our honeymoon (who am I kidding, you know it’ll be a couple!)  Since the wedding, I haven’t taken many pictures, including not that many on our honeymoon…I think I felt that since I had just had a day DEVOTED to pictures of me (and Chris, of course) I was tired of pictures.  Plus I feel like my pictures are just so terrible in comparison to Sarah Crowder‘s, why even bother?  I know I’ll be back into the photo taking mood soon (probably even this weekend), but that is why I haven’t shown you any recent photos.  The last time I uploaded photos from my camera was the day we returned from our honeymoon.

So…are any readers racing this weekend?  Will I see you anywhere?  I’ll be the one squeezed into my running tights 😉

Reception, Part 3

After we ate dinner, it was cake time.  And dancing…or at least I tried to get people to dance.  I knew much of my family wouldn’t dance, which was fine, but I had high hopes for my friends.  Some failed me, others far surpassed my expectations…

I danced some, and kept trying to go around the room to make sure I talked to everybody.  If you haven’t been married, you may not realize how stressful it is to try to be a good hostess and talk to everybody.  I kept feeling like I was skipping people, and definitely talked less to my in town friends (arguably my better friends!) than my out of town guests and family.  I felt like I was in a race against the clock all night.  But it was a blast, and people were always happy to see me come over, which isn’t always the case in life 😉

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Chris danced with his mom.

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My dad got coffee. 

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Me dancing but somehow looking like I’m doing a lat pull down…hardly any tan lines, and check out those muscles!

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Chris and I dancing…

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Mom and my brother Jesse.  I barely got to speak to him—I’m hoping he can attend Leslie’s wedding in October and then I’ll have more time!

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Mike (my trainer) drinking coffee.  I told him if he didn’t cut his hair he would go on the "do not photograph list" but he convinced Sarah Crowder to take a series of pictures of him.  Later he seemed embarrassed that she left some of them in, but I find them telling.  No worries Mike, if you ever get married I will likely just wear my wedding dress to it.  That should get me in a few photographs 😉

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Karen, Loren, Leslie, and Ginny.  This picture is probably an example of what Sarah Crowder meant when she commented that we had really good-looking friends and family!

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John and his wife Karen.  We went to their wedding right after we moved to St Louis.

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Carrie and Jeff dancing.

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My aunt Connie and Chris’s father dancing.  Both are very good dancers!

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Jeff and John playing around with the guest book.  Jeff wrote us a poem.

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From earlier, on top of the building (Vin de Set)…I don’t think I shared this one.  I was so cold, I’d never been so cold!

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Similar view later than night…without Chris and I, obviously.

After the reception was over we had another hour in the "Malt House Cellar" which was downstairs—it’s a small room with table shuffleboard, pool, foosball and such, and we thought some of our guests would enjoy hanging out there.  No pictures, unless somebody took some and didn’t share with me?  I had to say goodbye to tons of people and grab a bunch of stuff (my flowers, coats, etc) but finally made it downstairs.  I realized then that I was exhausted, so I basically lay down on the couch and talked with my friend Sarah and a couple other people who came over.  I couldn’t be on my feet anymore!

The hotel shuttle was taking people from the venue back to the hotel, and that was our escape plan as well.  We loaded up the shuttle and rode to the hotel…it was funny because Chris was having so much fun with his out of town friends, he wanted to hang out MORE, but I told him we still had to figure out how to remove my dress and take all the bobby pins out of my hair (100s, I imagined) so I convinced him to go up to the suite rather than keep socializing! 

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So that’s pretty much it for the wedding—I’ll look back through all the posts and see if there are any pictures I wanted to share and didn’t.  It was a wonderful day, and we are so lucky to have been able to have exactly the wedding we wanted. 

Next:  saying goodbye to our guests and time to go on honeymoon!

The Shaved Duck and Helicopter Parenting

I was teaching tonight and wasn’t going to get home until 9:30 or 10:00.  I was (not really) looking forward to a salad/sandwich dinner (though we recently got a panini press and that has been QUITE delightful.)  I texted Chris and asked where he was going for dinner with our friend Kyle—he had a little chamber music rehearsal and they were going out for dinner afterwards.  He said, The Shaved Duck.  Which is somewhere we had been talking about going…so I jokingly said, well, bring something home for me! 

He did!  Pulled beef brisket sandwich with a side of green bean casserole.  I fell in love all over again 😉

It was delicious, and I can’t wait to go eat at the restaurant next time.  Takeout is tasty, but most food tastes better in the restaurant, I think.

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I listened to an interesting show on the way home (NPR) about "French" parenting versus "American" parenting.  I’m always interested in that sort of thing.  I think it’s a bit ridiculous to characterize different countries in that way (generalize much?) but I do get to observe a lot of parenting styles in my teaching.  My biggest pet peeve is when parents let their children quit violin lessons after a few bad lessons or during a busy month.  It’s one thing if the child has been dreading violin lessons for months or most of a semester (or years) but some of my best students have gone through short periods of time where they hate me, their parents, the violin, you name it.  Part of parenting (in my opinion, and don’t shoot me, I’m not a parent, but I do deal with children a lot!) is teaching them NOT to give up just when something gets difficult.  If you quit your violin lessons when a piece becomes challenging, or when you are having a bit less fun (again, usually due to a difficulty or frustration) how will you deal with anything else in life? 

See, there I go, on my soapbox.  If I have a child of my own I’m sure things will be different (just like they are now that I’m married…oh wait…) but you can guarantee I won’t be letting my child quit something just because it got challenging.  And your child isn’t your best friend…and your mom isn’t your best friend either, she’s your mom.  if your mom is your best friend, you really need work on some issues!  Okay, the show wasn’t even about that, but I just started thinking about some people I know and other people and one thing led to another in my mind…ultimately I start thinking about Gilmore Girls and how often Lorelei and Rory spoke and how ridiculous their eating habits are for how skinny they are…but suffice it to say I firmly believe a parent’s job is to raise the child to be their own person as an adult so that they can make decisions on their own and function in society. 

*delicately steps off soapbox*

*dusts self off*

Anybody still reading?  I guess the program touched a nerve!  I’m sure you’re all just happy to be reading a non-wedding recap blog post, right?  Even though it’s an angry tirade against helicopter parenting?

Did you guys see my new blog heading?  I wanted to include a more recent photo of me so I changed it up a bit.

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I’ll include a link to an article on NPR a friend just posted on facebook about helicopter parenting…http://www.npr.org/2012/02/06/146464665/helicopter-parents-hover-in-the-workplace

Thoughts?  Am I old-fashioned to think it is ridiculous for an adult to be "relying on their parents" for advice?  Am I the last of our society to be told, growing up, that "children should be seen and not heard?"  Is there a connection?