Oops, I did it again…

Weigh-in was today.  Last week after I weighed in, I walked confidently to the front of the meeting with a big smile on my face.  I had lost 8.4 pounds.  This week was more of a sneak quietly into the back.  I gained 3.8 pounds…  Almost half of what I lost the week before.  I would be lying if I said I didn’t expect to gain.  On Saturday, we celebrated my birthday with pizza and cake and ice cream.  Then Sunday (my actual birthday), my grandpa made the BEST bbq ribs.  Also, after I ran the 5k on Saturday, i took a brief sabbatical from working out.  My legs were so tired, and it’s been kind of nice to rest a bit.  I’m confident that once I get my routine back on track, I’ll start losing again.  But for now, I’d like to stop worrying about it and share my Birthday Week details!

My week was just awesome.  My 16 month old niece visited Tuesday through Saturday and we had SO much fun.  Every time I see her, she’s just smarter and cuter and all-together even more awesome than the last time I saw her (which I really didn’t think was possible).  We went on a lot of walks with the wagon and she helped me push the cart at the grocery store.  The house is so quiet without her here!

Friday, I made my birthday cake.  Now, before anyone gets all concerned about me making my own birthday cake… I WANTED to do it.  I don’t bake cake all that much anymore, especially since I’ve been eating healthier.  This is a cake that I’ve made several times.  In fact, it’s sort of my specialty.  I’m to the point where I almost have the recipe memorized.  While I was baking, I was SO excited.  I didn’t have to go back to the store for any extra ingredients.  I cleaned up as I went along.  Nigella was on the Cooking Channel.  (I’m kind of obsessed.  Her voice is what my inner dialogue sounds like when I’m baking, even though the only accent I can do in real life is Southern.  And even then, it’s not so much “Southern” as it is “hick.”)  Anyway, things were going pretty well.  I took the cakes out of the oven (they looked flawless) and let them cool for a very appropriate length of time on the cooling racks.  After they had cooled, I leveled them off and started frosting.  As soon as I finished, I noticed a crack in the top layer about an inch long.  I called to my mom, who was talking to my aunt, for advice.  She kept on talking while the cake kept on cracking.  I kind of pushed it together with my hands to try to save it, but it just kept falling through my fingers.  After many half cuss words were said, and surprisingly no tears spilled, I decided to just let it be.  There was talk of going to Central City or Grand Island to get an ice cream cake, but I decided we’d eat this one.

She’s a beaut, right? As my friend, Kim, called it: Pangea Cake

Since we had family over, I didn’t really have an opportunity to let go of steam regarding the cake.  So, I did what any normal person would do.  I went to Jazzercise… Angry.  I know you probably think Angry Jazzercise is not possible.  Well, it is.  I mean, it’s not EASY, but it’s possible.  I’m sure people thought I was crazy, but it was exactly what I needed.  By the time I got home, my sister and sister-in-law had arrived, so I was happy.  Also, one of the last songs of the set list was “What Makes You Beautiful” by One Direction, and that’s a REALLY hard song to stay angry to.  Friday night, we had a dance party with Little Miss Whitney on our deck and it was so much fun.

Saturday morning was the 5k and the weather couldn’t have been more perfect.  (At least, not for me.)  It had rained the night before and was cool and cloudy and I just loved it.  I had so much fun running with my sister.  There were a lot of random spurts of “dance running.”  We were also passed, about halfway through, by a woman pulling her two kids in a wagon.  I mean, she was walking fast.  But still, she was walking.  We eventually passed her right before the finish line (mainly because she let us).  According to my watch and the lady calling out the time, we finished in about 43 minutes.  HOWEVER, once they posted the times, they had me listed at 45 minutes AND said that I was 40 seconds slower than my sister when we pretty much finished at exactly the same time.  It’s not a big deal, but I was still a little pissed.  Then we went to a pancake feed at the airport, took naps, and CELEBRATED.  My mom had bought a little toy Batgirl to put on my cake, so that made my cake appear kind of badass.

I like to think Batgirl is saving Southern California from a giant earthquake/mudslide.

Waiting to blow out candles with my grandmas.

Yep… I DID blow them out with one breath. There was A LOT of smoke.

All-in-all it was a good Birthday Week.  We went to the Henry Doorly Zoo yesterday and had so much fun.  I’m ready to get back into a routine, though.  What I’m not looking forward to is running in this heat and humidity.  It’s 103º F in Aurora right now.  Yikes!  I think I might have to wake up at 5:00 am tomorrow to run.

Happy Birthday to Me!

Today’s my birthday so I feel like I need to post something, BUT I am 100% exhausted.  My niece was visiting us for the week and we’ve had family visiting from out of state so it’s just been an extremely awesome tornado of chaos.  I’ll give an official summary of the week’s events later, but here are a few highlights.

– I lost 8.4 pounds at weigh-in on Wednesday.  I even stepped on the scale twice to make sure I didn’t do something wrong.  This brings my total to 28.4 (47 lbs if we’re counting pre-WW weight loss) and I got my 10% key ring and 25 pound “weight” to put on it.

– Saturday I ran my first 5k.  It took 43 minutes and we got passed by a woman pulling her two kids in a wagon, but still… we ran the entire way.

– After fighting with myself over what to do about my birthday cake, I decided to indulge a little (okay, a lot) and make my AMAZING Chocolate Butter Cake with Fudge Frosting.  Someone, somewhere did not like this, because after I got it all frosted, this happened (It’s supposed to be a three-layer, nine-inch round cake):

Did we still eat it?  Abso-frickin-lutely.  It still tasted amazing.

Also… Big shout out to the Emily’s!  They both passed and made it through Jazzercise instructor training!  One of the best birthday presents is the fact that I can take their classes SOON!  (I feel the need to acknowledge that they are actually separate people.  In fact, in a lot of ways, they’re complete opposites.  It’s just easier to lump them together.  I don’t want them to ever feel like Mary Kate and Ashley did toward the end of their acting careers when they got all serious about not wanting to be ‘The Olsen Twins’ anymore.)

Now… For my reverse birthday present, I would like to share the playlist that got me through the 5k on Saturday.  And yes, it is entitled:  Sally’s Incredibly Awesome Birthday 5k Running Playlist. (Warning… if you’re lactose intolerant, you may want to stop reading.  This playlist is full of cheesy guilty pleasure songs.)

1.  Sally Is A… – Shwayze (I will admit that I listen to this song at least once a day.  You probably should, too.  It’s not great for running, but I thought it would be good to listen to while standing around waiting for it to start.  However, the gun went off way before I was ready, so there wasn’t much wait time.)
2.  American Girl – Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
3.  The Story of Us – Taylor Swift (Not a great choice.  I regretted it when it came on.  I needed something more upbeat and fun at this point.)
4.  Uptown Girl – Billy Joel (This is the beat of my favorite comfortable pace to run to.  I made a playlist for my mom for when she walks and included a lot of Billy Joel and Hall & Oates.  I had to listen to it on a run one day and it was actually really amazing.)
5.  What Makes You Beautiful – One Direction (yes, One Direction may be under the delusion that teenage girls need to hear that they’re beautiful from a boy band to actually feel beautiful.  But… The song’s catchy and I LIKE it.)
6.  You Make My Dreams Come True – Hall & Oates
7.  Call Me Maybe – Carly Rae Jepsen  (I put this on every playlist.  It was at this point of the race when I started dance running.  I needed it.  I’m not sick of it yet.  Why am I not sick of it yet?)
8.  Wait Til You See My Smile – Alicia Keys  (This is one of my favorite songs for that time of the run when you’ve hit your stride and are just going.  There’s a good piano part that keeps the tempo up, even though it’s a really calm and relaxing song.)
9.  The Bitch is Back – Elton John (At this point of the run, I passed a friend’s house (Thanks, Dawn!) and it gave me me kind of a second wind.  This song always makes me want to do air punches and kicks.  But let’s face it, most songs make me want to do air punches and kicks.)
10.  Brokenhearted – Karmin (next to “Call Me Maybe,” it’s my favorite guilty pleasure song.  And this chick’s from Nebraska!)
11.  Somebody That I Used to Know – Gotye  (I’ve been wondering when I will become sick of this song.  I discovered it much, much later than everyone else, so it’s taken awhile.  The answer to my question, though, was exactly the same moment it started playing on my iPod, but I didn’t want to go through the pain of getting it out and changing it, so I suffered down most of 15th street.)
12.  Hey Juliet – LMNT
13.  Only the Good Die Young – Billy Joel (This was playing during when I finished.)
14.  Stronger (What Doesn’t Kill You) – Kelly Clarkson
15.  Part of Me – Katy Perry (next to Bulletproof, this might be my favorite routine to Jazzercise to.  I was proud I didn’t make it to this point of my playlist.)
16.  Standing Outside the Fire – Garth Brooks (I decided to put this one at the end, in case I was still running.  My mom used to bawl during this music video and my siblings and I were obsessed with it.  Youtube it.  You won’t regret it.  It still kind of gets to me!  I also thought there would be a possibility that my brother and sister would have to carry me through the finish line.  Luckily, they didn’t.)
17.  Ride Wit Me – Nelly featuring City Spud  (I figured if I reallllly went slower than I though, this would cheer me up.  I know every word.  Every.  Word.)

Tracking: Week 13, Day 7

Week 13, Day 7

Tomorrow’s Weigh-in!  Ahhh!  I actually don’t have the usual anxiety that I have the night before weigh-in, so hopefully that’s a good thing.  As long as I lose what I gained last week, I’ll be fine with it.  I mean, in an ideal world I would hit 25 tomorrow.  In order to do that, I have to lose 5 pounds.  I’m not really counting on that happening.

Stats for the week:

Activity Points Earned: 134

Activity/Flex points used: 0

Time Spent exercising:  695 minutes (I’m pretty sure I didn’t workout this much in all of 2011)

Amount of ice cream/frozen yogurt consumed: 8.5 servings (if I don’t lose this week, I have a feeling we know what’s to blame.)

Tracking: Week 13, Day 6

Week 13, Day 6

Yesterday, I finally went into the pharmacy to get some drugs.  My pharmacist suggested Allegra-D and it is AMAZING!  It didn’t make me drowsy at all.  It also didn’t make me feel the need to map out a zombie escape plan to my house, which embarrassingly (and–admit it–awesomely), has happened on Benadryl.  Except for a few coughing fits, I was back to my old self yesterday.  There was a moment in Jazzercise when I couldn’t stop coughing and then I couldn’t get my water cup (somehow, I lost the straw) open, so someone had to come and help me.  I FINALLY got it open after, like, half the song.  (What??? I’d like to see YOU try and open something with condensation when your hands are sweaty!)  I have to admit, I’m kind of glad this is my penultimate tracking post.  I think it’s definitely worked to get me back on track with, well, tracking and has also helped to get me posting regularly, but I don’t think I’ll keep up with it.  Unless, of course, I need help again.  ALSO, my extremely awesome and adorable and perfect-in-every-way niece is coming today and staying for the entire week.  I think I would be crazy to spend my time blogging and not hanging out with her.

Today’s plan is to do a double in Jazzercise and possibly run.  I might even discover the joy of running with a stroller.  Riiiiight.

Tracking: Week 13, Day 5

Week 13, Day 5

As I mentioned in my last post, I feel absolutely miserable today.  I took some cough syrup and slept all day.  I didn’t watch trashy bridal reality TV, but I DID happen to catch a few episodes of classic Batman on the Hub network.  This was my favorite show when I was little.  I think my babysitter taped every single episode of me.  Sadly, Batgirl did not make an appearance.  However, there were several times that I just thought, “If only Commissioner Gordon would’ve called Barbara, this mess would have only needed one episode to clean up.”  Tomorrow, I will go into town (I just realized how hilarious it sounds when I say “go into town.”  It makes me sound like I’m Pa Ingalls making the trek into town to get tin cans and peppermint sticks and lard for the winter, but really, it’s maybe a 7 minute drive to get into town.  It takes less time to get from the country to town than it does for me to drive pretty much anywhere in Lincoln.) to get some more hardcore allergy medicine.  Like, the stuff you make meth with.  Okay.  I’m going to stop now.  I really shouldn’t blog when I’m on cold meds.

Tracking: Week 13, Day 4

For some reason it wouldn’t scan the entire journal as one picture, so I kind of gave up.

I had to post yesterday’s tracking today because I got tired of waiting for the computer last night.  SOMEONE in this house is very addicted to online Scrabble.  And no, we haven’t entered the 21st century and have yet to get wireless internet so my laptop pretty much useless.  Yesterday was good.  I feel like it’s pretty obvious that I’m slightly addicted to ice cream.  I know I said a few days ago that I don’t reward myself with food, but after spending a Saturday afternoon in WalMart, I felt like I deserved ice cream.  Especially when I knew that it was well within my points for the day.  That’s one of the nice things about WW.  I feel like it prepares people for living in the “real world” better than any other plan.  They teach you how to properly order at restaurants and allow for splurges every once in awhile.  I don’t think I could be on one of those frozen meal plans.  Eventually, it would get old.  Right?

Also, I think what I called allergies is actually a full on cold.  I’m absolutely miserable today.  It may be a stay in my pajamas and watch all the trashy wedding-related reality shows on Bravo kind of day.  Which is perfect since today is my scheduled rest day.

Tracking: Week 13, Day 3

Week 13, Day 3

Today I decided to run the course for the 5k I’m doing next weekend.  I am happy to announce that I made it without stopping!  It took me 50 minutes, but still… I made it.  My goal is to make it under 45.  I think I can accomplish this.  Especially once I regain the ability to breathe through my nose.  I think I also need to work on a better playlist.  The musician in me has to run in rhythm with what I’m listening to, so I think if I put songs with a fast beat on my list I’ll be fine.

Tracking: Week 13, Day 2

 

I didn’t get a chance to post last night because I was just sooo tired.  (It might have also had something to do with mom playing computer games. 🙂 )  But, as promised, here’s my Thursday journal.

Week 13, Day 2

I woke up yesterday morning with HORRIBLE allergies.  They were the kind that just made me want to lay on the couch with a box of Kleenex and the sixth season of Gilmore Girls.  Still, I thought I needed to do something.  Netflix has exercise DVD’s for online streaming, so I picked a 10 minute Yoga video.  You would think this would be relatively easy.  However, the lady kept telling me to close my mouth and breathe through my nose.  Hello!  I’m pretty sure if I did that I would pass out.  Later on in the day I decided to try a run.  My plan for the week was to run two miles on Thursday and do a double Jazzercise.  Well, I knew that wouldn’t be happening, but I still thought I should try at least one mile.  I started out running and eventually had to stop and just walk.  Everyday, I do something new that affirms my belief that I’m a genius.  Yesterday it was when I thought that running, while I have allergies, on a gravel road surrounded by bean and cornfields was a good idea.  Then I went into town for my hair appointment with the lovely Emily P.  I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it before, but The Emily’s are training to become Jazzercise instructors.  Yeah!  So, last night after my appointment I went to their practice and did the routines along with them.  I can’t wait to actually take their classes!

Today, I’m planning on going into town (we got a bunch of rain last night, and I don’t think it would be very much fun to run on the gravel roads) and seeing if I can run the 5k course for A’Ror’N days.  I can’t believe it’s in a week from tomorrow!  Also, I’ve now been running for 9 weeks.  How crazy is that?  I was planning on Jazzercise this morning, but I woke up too late.  I’ll probably go tonight, instead.

Also, most days they put a quote in my WW journal.  Today it’s, “Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what my never happen.  Keep in the sunlight.” by Benjamin Franklin.  I like it!

Tracking: Week 13, Day 1

Okay, this might be excessive.  Correction, this WILL be excessive.  Sometimes my dad will talk about how he (and I, I suppose) doesn’t need a smart phone.  This leads to us talking about things that we might tweet about.  It usually ends up with very detailed description of our, um, bodily waste and the things we ate.  But it will start with, “What am I going to Tweet about?  It’s not like the world needs to know that I had chicken, AGAIN, for supper.”  So, I’m sorry.  I feel like this will hold me accountable this week.  I promise to my Facebook friends, I will not post links to my tracking posts.  Also, this will not be something I do EVERY week.  I promise that while I may be posting mundane things about what I ate, I will NEVER… PROBABLY never… post anything about my poop.  Plus, we all know women don’t poop.

I use the 3 month tracker, which is kind of amazing.  It’s nice to be able to go back and check how many points something is, if you can’t remember.  It’s also interesting to see the correlation between whether I tracked/what I ate/How much I exercised and how much I lost.  I can tell you right now, the weeks that I tracked for a couple days then stopped once it came time for the weekend are usually the weeks I haven’t done well.

Every week starts out with pages for tracking off points earned and used. It also has a page to plan your exercise for the week.

I need to write in pencil. Everyday I have to scribble out the total at least twice.  Daily Points Remaining: 7, Points earned: 34

As you can tell, I realllly like Schwan’s Lemon Frozen Yogurt.  It’s sooooo good.  Also, when mom was going up to get some was when I calculated that I had 21 points left.  But then I realized the almonds were 5 and not 3 and my burrito was 8, not 4.  So… The more you know, I guess.  I’m a little embarrassed at how few of the Good Health Guidelines I checked off.  We need to get some fruit and veggies in this hizzouse.  Actually, we probably do have some, I just get a little afraid of what might be in our vegetable drawers in the fridge.

Also… Are there any people out there who do WW and Jazzercise?  I usually figure the points for half of the class as regular impact, half the class as high impact.  But I’m not sure if that’s right.

Tag! You’re it!

You guys, last weekend was seriously the Best Weekend Ever.  The past few days, I’ve just kept laughing at random things that people said or did, and it really made me wish I had carried around a tape recorder to catch everything.  Saturday morning was the Havelock Charity Run, so The Emily’s and Kim came to Lincoln on Friday night.  Because, you know, we wanted to get a good night’s sleep before the run.  Well… It should come as no surprise that we stayed up until about 4:00 am, talking about just completely random things.  If we made a drinking game where you had to take a shot every time someone said “Remember that one time…” or just shouted out completely random names of our preschool-high school classmates and teachers followed by a completely random story, we would all probably be dead from alcohol poisoning.  I was a little nervous about the run, so I seriously got maybe 30 minutes of sleep.  I just had all of these horrible flashbacks of running the mile in P.E. class when I’d be, like, a whole lap behind everyone so when the class would finish they’d come and run along me and cheer me on and it was AWFUL.  I just always wanted to be like, “Hey, how ’bout y’all go back inside and climb the effing rope, because we all know how good you are at that and let me finish this alone.”  It should also come as no surprise that Elementary P.E. is where Emily P. and I perfected our swearing skills.  Anyway, sorry about the rant.  My cousin Sarah met us up at the race to be the 4th person in our team.  Since we had a team of at least four people, Pinnacle Bank donated money to the charity of our choice.  I chose Lighthouse, because I think it’s an incredibly awesome and needed place for the young folks of Lincoln.  I didn’t realize just how many people would be running.  I’m not sure the exact number, but there had to be at least a thousand.  I also was not aware how many kids there would be.  Like, LITTLE kids.  When the race started, there was a little boy in front of Emily M. so she tapped him on the head and said, “Tag!  You’re it!”  He didn’t continue the game, but I think it would have eliminated any need for an iPod.  I also understand why they suggest you don’t use an iPod during the race.  They kept making announcements like, “There’s a car on the right side of the street.  Watch out.” or “Don’t run into the giant flag pole.”  I just thought, “Dude, I’m not going to run into a car.” (Those of you who really know anything about me, probably just thought to themselves, “Sally… if anyone’s going to run into a parked car, it’s going to be you.)  And, I DID almost run into pretty much everything they said not to run into.  However, I managed to make it through the race injury-free, which says a lot about someone who has actually managed to sprain her ankle in her sleep.  We ended up placing 390-393 out of 548 with a time of 24:55 AND I didn’t walk.  I didn’t warm up or stretch beforehand (I know, crazy), which I think was a big mistake.  Normally when I go for a run, I run for a song, stretch, then do my actual run.  If I don’t, after about 5 minutes into my run my body’s like, “SALLY!  WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME??  WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH?!?!?!?”  That’s kind of what happened on Saturday, but after we passed the mile mark, I was just like “Whatever, I’ve got this.”  It helped that the little boy in front of us (not the boy Emily M. challenged to tag, a different one) and his mom was teaching him how to spell/read all the street signs and also to say “thank you” to the traffic cops.  It didn’t help my confidence that this boy was probably, like, 6, and just running along when I’ve been training for 8 weeks to be able to run anything longer than a block.  There were actually an embarrassingly large amount of kids with ages in the single digits who beat us.  Oh well.  I’ll get them next year!  I can’t say enough how thankful I am for my running team.  They probably could have all finished the race in about half the time, but they all stayed with me and that made it so much more fun and special.

After the race, the only thing we really wanted to do was drink a Bloody Mary.  (Wouldn’t you?)  By the time we were done talking to people and taking pictures (Thank you, Emily P., for being such a great photographer and cheerleader!), it was about 8:30 and we really didn’t know any place that would serve alcohol that early.  HOWEVER, we decided to just start walking down Havelock and discovered that Arnold’s opened up early just for the occasion.  So we sat around drinking Bloody Mary’s and, again, telling amusing stories.  I suppose I should also disclose that my friends also got me a 2-week-early birthday shot of tequila as my punishment for making them run in celebration of my birthday.  In case you’re wondering, there were not other customers doing shots of tequila before 10:00 am in Arnold’s.  After that, we headed to The Isles since Emily M. and I had been CRAVING their cream cheese pepperoni pizza.  Then we got pedicures done.  The Emily’s had to go back to Aurora, but Kim and I took a three hour nap and got ready to go out and meet our friend, Savanna.  I won’t bore you with the details of that, but I will just give you the advice that if you’re going out and decide it’s a good idea to “party like it’s 2007,” it’s not… Especially if the last time you partied like it was 2007 was in 2008.

I feel like it goes without saying, that my weigh-in this week was not great.  Running less than two miles on Saturday does not cancel out pizza and drinking.  I gained about a pound, but I’m confident I can take it back off soon.  Since I started WW, I haven’t ever had the mentality of “ohhhh, since I worked out today, I can have pizza tonight.” Or really, ever rewarding myself with food.  Most weeks I earn at least 100 activity points and very very rarely use them or the extra 39 “flex points” we’re given every week.  So when my friends were in town to celebrate my birthday, I decided it was okay to indulge a little.  Sure, it might lead to me needing to kick my butt in working out this week, but that’s okay.  I worked really hard and actually finished my running plan (YAY!  I think this means I’m actually a Runner), so I’m not going to beat myself up over it.  I just have to be careful not to have that mentality all the time.  I also have to be careful not to sink back into old habits.  So, this week I’m going to try super hard to track EVERYTHING.  It’s really embarrassing, but last week I’m pretty sure I only tracked on Wednesday, and the rest of the days in my WW journal were empty.  Maybe I’ll post my journal every day.  That won’t be annoying at all…

Lessons learned this week, or things to keep in mind for the A’Ror’n Days 5K:

– I need new shoes.  BAD.  I got my shoes at least 5 years ago.  Granted, I haven’t done a WHOLE lot of physical activity in those 5 years, but I have had to replace the insoles and the back is wearing down so that it rubs against my Achilles tendon.  And, I may be developing a case of Runner’s Knee in my right knee (according to Google). It doesn’t hurt that bad, but I think I need to fix the situation soon.

– Warm up and stretch!  I can’t be sure, because no one knows what happens behind her vanity/closet, but I bet even Barbara Gordon/Batgirl has to stretch before she runs off to save Gothem.

– Sleep well the night before a run!  It was a special occasion since my friends were in town, but I will be getting a full 8 hours of sleep next Friday before my 5k.

– Dri-fit may be the best invention ever.  Today I wore a regular cotton t-shirt on my run, and it was awful.  I have no problem admitting that it’s probably the main reason I didn’t add an extra mile onto my run.

– I feel like I need to stop being afraid of picking up the speed.  I was just worried I wouldn’t have enough endurance to make it without walking.  However, I had plenty of energy left to “sprint” the last couple blocks, so I need to figure out a pace that pushes me a little more.

I can’t really think of anything else.  I am a sleepy goose today, and I have to head into town to go to Jazzercise.  But I’ll leave you with a few pictures from Saturday…

Kim, Me, and Emily M. before the race

Kim, Em, Me, and Sarah after the race.

Cousins! Me with Kate and Sarah. Kate ran the 10K like a boss.

This is how your friends repay you when you make them wake up early on a Saturday morning to go run. But really… Does it look like I’m complaining?

Also… I just realized it’s been an extremely large amount of time since I posted an actual recipe — and this is supposed to be a food blog! — but I promise I’ll post one soon.  I may just have to pull one out of the archives.

UPDATE: I decided to post my daily tracking, if anyone is interested.  I’m not going to be posting links on Facebook every day.  Don’t worry!