Run for Courage/Catholic Exchange Virtual 5K

When Cari of Clan Donaldson posted about the Catholic Exchange Virtual 5K, I thought it looked interesting. I mean, what other 5K’s offer the option of limping or crawling — it was totally a win-win for me.

Catholic Exchange Virtual 5K

Around the middle to end of August, I started paying attention to what S (Daniel’s former physical therapist from Easter Seals) was posting on Facebook about Run for Courage that would be taking place on the same day as the Virtual 5K. She and I are both fans of International Justice Mission and it seemed like a cool event in which I could participate. An added bonus: they offered a 5K option which meant that I would be able to do the Virtual 5K without having to figure out a place to run with a route that would be around 5K so I went ahead and signed up. Over the next month, I blegged for sponsors and raised $150. I always meant to go for a walk and actually train but things like my fibromyalgia got in the way.

On Saturday, I got up at 5:20 a.m. and packed Daniel’s dude bag with diapers, wipes, Cheerios, goldfish, and apple juice while Jon (who had come out to the living room around 5 a.m.) got Daniel ready. We were out of the house by 5:50 and in Elk Grove by 6:15 where we would be meeting S and the members of her church that were taking part. It was the first time she had seen Daniel since he turned 3 (almost 6 months ago) and she was impressed by his progress. While we waited for people to come, I installed Daniel’s car seat in her car and tried to be chipper even though it was seriously too early for me to be charming. After stashing Daniel’s stroller in someone else’s car, we prayed and headed to Folsom where the race was going to be held. Since I wasn’t driving, I was able to eat my bagel and drink my latté. (Our rendezvous point was right next to $tarbux. Woo.) We got to the park around 7:00 a.m. and parked about 1/4 mile away. (There were probably 5000 people there — parking was insane.)

After getting our bibs and changing shirts, we lined up according to the race we’d be running (or walking in my case) and they had people warm up. The 10K people went first and then the 5K runners were allowed to leave. The walkers (like me) were last and I managed to start out well. My goal was to be under an hour and it seemed attainable. I started doubting it though when we hit the first mile marker and I was already feeling the burn. I kept moving though and grabbed water when we hit the water station around halfway through. One really cool thing was that the race organizers had recruited volunteers to be cheerleaders and as pathetic as it sounds, they were a blessing.

Once I hit the second mile marker, I realized that I had forgotten to take my inhaler before starting. (Bad asthmatic! No cookie!) I was starting to get pain across my chest and I probably should have stopped at that point. Then again, this is me we’re talking about and I’m notorious for ignoring my body and just pushing myself like nothing else. I almost cried when we hit the third mile marker and the sign said, “You’re almost done!” Yeah, I seriously wanted to *be* done at that point and I was resenting the perkiness of that sign. I kept moving (I did the whole 5K without stopping) and with 30 yards to go, S spied me at the finish line and opted to join me and push Daniel’s stroller for the last little bit. My time was 1:04:24 — a little over 4 minutes more than my goal of being under an hour but I had also been pushing probably 45 lbs of kid + stroller for 3.1 miles. (I would have easily been under 45 minutes if it had been just me walking.) Before we had crossed the line, S had tossed me a water bottle and once I was over the finish line, she took Daniel while I grabbed some fruit and a cereal bar. I also discovered that my inhaler had fallen out of my cosmetic case in my purse and it took a few minutes to find the canister portion so I could take a few hits off of it. Once I had drained my water bottle, my chest stopped hurting so much and the pain largely vanished after two puffs of Albuterol.

I was definitely the last one over the finish line of the church group with which I was hanging out but that was fine — my goal was to complete it, not vie for a good finishing time. One of the women had come in 3rd overall in the 10K and first in her age group so we stayed around to cheer for her when she got her prize. After this, we loaded up and headed back to Elk Grove. Once I had been dropped off and done my Elk Grove errands, I headed home and tossed Daniel and myself into the shower. (Both of us are allergic to grass and we were in stubble all morning.)

Me after the race.
My bibs.

The top picture is me (un-Photoshopped or airbrushed) before my shower. The bottom picture is my race bib next to the Virtual 5K graphic.

7 Quick Takes: Back to Normal This Week

7 Quick Takes

— 1 —

I’m taking part in Run for Courage on Saturday. We’re raising money for organizations that help victims of sex trafficking become whole again. You *know* you want to sponsor me. And no, I’m not running. My philosophy on these things is “I only run when chased” and I have a feeling that if I tell that to the leader of our team, she’ll chase me for 3 miles. (She’s a half-marathonner. I put nothing past her.)

— 2 —

You see that cute little boy on my sidebar? His name is Brett and he needs a mama. Are you possibly his mama? Go check out his profile and show him some love.

— 3 —

We’ve had a pretty interesting discussion on social services going on here since my Quick Takes last week. We’ve talked about problems with various social programs, discussed experiences, talked about solutions, and I hope this series of posts has been a starting place for some conversations about “the 47%”. My offer still stands: if you have experience (life or otherwise) in this area, I’d love a guest post. My email address is jen at grace-filled dot net.

— 4 —

I had a guest post this week over at Life Happens When. Go on over and read how life happens when you have a premature baby. There’s a lovely picture over there of me asleep with Daniel in the NICU.

— 5 —

Holy NCIS and NCIS: Los Angeles season premieres, Batman! Those were some amazing season premieres. I like NCIS as a show more than I like the spin-off so I probably enjoyed that one more though I did like the complete twist at the end of NCIS: Los Angeles. On Wednesday morning as I was sleepily putting Daniel’s lunch together for school, it struck me that there are some parallels between ghost in C.S. Lewis’ The Great Divorce and the villain episodes leading up to the season finale and then the season premiere for this season of NCIS. Both the ghost and the villain lost sons and allowed their grief to cloud their judgement. This clouded judgement resulted in them both making foolish decisions. In the case of the ghost, she gave up heaven. In the case of the villain, he planted bombs on Navy ships, blew up the NCIS building on the Navy yard, killed an FBI team trying to take him down, and ended up losing his life at the end of the episode.

— 6 —

To the Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee and the National Republican Congressional Committee: you both suck. There were ten straight smear ads on in the three minutes before the NCIS season premiere started. 10 of them. Have I mentioned that they only covered three Congressional races? Yeah, I’m serious. Both of those groups sponsored the ads and it was actually split 50/50 down the middle. To both groups: those ads are bad for our souls. Either find something positive to say about your candidate or accept that a lot of us will be flipping channels. To the DCCC: I want the money I contributed to you back.

— 7 —

I want autumn to come. It’s supposed to be in the high 90’s this weekend. I wish I could magically be transported to New England or the Upper Midwest where the leaves are changing, the nights are cold, and the temperatures during the day aren’t horrific.

For more Quick Takes, visit Jen at ConversionDiary.Com.

Regarding My Quick Takes on Being the 47% (IV)

When I posted my Quick Takes from last week, Thomas was one of my commenters and had some interesting comments. As I could tell from these two comments (here and here), he had much more experience with this than I did so I asked him if he wanted to do a guest post for me. We had a nice Twitter exchange to brainstorm some ideas yesterday and this is the guest post that resulted. If anyone else has life experience in this area and wants to do a guest post, email me — I’m jen at grace-filled dot net.

Here’s Thomas:

Hi, I’m Thomas from Listening for the Shepherd. I’m a 28 year old man living in Michigan. I’ve been married for one year and we do not have children yet. I’m a convert to the Catholic faith. I have an undergraduate degree in History and English linguistics. I work as a data analyst. My wife is in grad school. We have a nice suburban home, good cars, we give to charity, and we can afford to take vacations. I’m middle class now, but that’s very new to me. I was raised in poverty in America.

Jen asked me to post about my experiences growing up in poverty in America and to share a few suggestions on how to improve the system.

My Experience
My parents both came from poor families and by the time they were 17 years old, my parents had both dropped out of high school and married each other. My mom worked at McDonalds. I’m not sure what my dad was doing. He’s had so many different jobs I can never keep track. Whatever it was, the pay was lousy. I was born less than a year later.

My mom mostly stayed home to take care of me after I was born. My dad has bounced from one lousy dead-end job to another. We moved a lot. We mostly lived in apartments and trailers, but we also often lived all in one room at the home of a friend or relative, sometimes for years at a time. Eventually, we were always evicted. I changed schools 13 times, by my best calculations. That number doesn’t include switching schools within the same district due to getting older. We moved more often than that, not all the moves caused a change of school. Those changes involved five school districts, we went back and forth from one district to another a lot.

My family has never been on the streets, but there were many times when we didn’t really have a home. We were on food stamps for much of my childhood. They always ran short the final week of the month. Food stamps don’t cover toilet paper, and I can’t tell you how many different odd things I’ve had to wipe myself with. Most of my childhood healthcare has came from Medicaid. Sometimes a decent job came along and things were better for a while. My family did alright economically when I was in middle school, and it was then that I got my brother. If things had been better when I was in high school, I would have another sibling. (Fellow pro-lifers take note.)

My Suggestions
These are suggestions on how to improve the current system, not a drastic overhaul.

-All states should issue food stamp “debit cards” like Michigan. Monthly mailings is a waste of state resources, especially when many recipients move frequently. Having recipients go pick them up wastes their resources (gas, childcare, etc) as well as state resources, since someone has to be employed to hand them to the recipients if they’re picking them up, in dozens to hundreds of locations.

-Food stamps should not be disbursed only once a month. This leads to issues in many households the last week of the month. Also, fresh foods need to be purchased more often. I would recommend disbursal on during both the first and third weeks of the month. This more closely mirrors many bi-weekly paycheck schedules, and families are more accustomed to planning for two weeks.

-Food stamps should also cover some non-food items, like toilet paper, shampoo, dish soap, detergent, and other cleansers and toiletries. These are essential items for everyone. Children need them too, not just food. Jen and I discussed on Twitter that perhaps at least 80% of the allotted funds would have to go to fresh foods and the other 20% could go to approved non-food items and luxury foods (frozen dinners, chips, etc). This would promote budgeting (how much to toilet paper and how much to ice cream?) and healthy food consumption, without totally dictating diet. It would also cut down on wasteful spending at convenience stores, since only a small amount could be spent at them.

-The whole of welfare needs to have an attitude shift. people on welfare need to be treated like people who need help, not like criminals trying to scam somebody. There are people like that, but that’s a small portion. Also, treating people that way makes them more likely to act that way. Suppose someone on welfare makes $20 babysitting. Do you really think that they should receive $20 less in food stamps that month? How are they ever going to get ahead? Maybe they need that money to help catch up on their bills. Non-reliable sources of income shouldn’t count against the reliable source of assistance.

-Also, we should be slower to cut off benefits. If you’ve been on assistance a long time and you suddenly get a decent job, you’re not instantly going to be doing alright, especially since you probably have bills to catch up on and other needs you haven’t addressed in a while. Also, the newly hired are the first fired. It’s very common to loose a job in the first 90 days of employment. Insurance benefits also often don’t kick in until after 90 days. Welfare benefits should continue until at least a month after that point, perhaps at a lesser rate.

-Recipients should be able to easily update their information online, or over the phone. This would make it easier for them to keep up with the demanding “paperwork” associated with being on welfare, and it would also cut down on the need for caseworkers to meet with clients to do things that someone really shouldn’t have to paid to do. This would be aided if the government kept better centralized database records. When a caseworker enters someones name in their database, they should see their marital status and how many kids they have automatically. Why should (dated) paper certificates need to be brought in?

Note: Some might be concerned about such all-encompassing databases existing. I’m telling you they already do. Both the government and corporations have profiles on millions of people. We might as well use the information to make it easier to help people.

These are just a few ideas on how to better help people using the current system.

Thanks Thomas!

The Simple Woman’s Daybook: September 24, 2012

We’re taking a break from posting on the 47% today to do my Monday meme. Thomas of Listening for the Shepherd and I are chatting via Twitter so there should likely be a post tomorrow.

Simple Woman's Daybook

FOR TODAY September 24, 2012

Outside my window… sunny and in the low 80’s. I cannot wait for actual fall weather to get here.

I am thinking… about how to reform social services.

I am thankful… for Anna’s liver transplant. It took 2 years and 8 months for the transplant to come but it’s still an awesome thing.

In the kitchen… dishes to be done. I did make orzo this weekend though.

I am wearing… navy blue maternity shirt and Jon’s Left Behind shorts.

I am creating… an entry based on my convo with Thomas (eventually).

I am going… pray that Daniel will hold tight until I’m done with this entry.

I am reading… Bossypants by Tina Fey.

I am hoping… tomorrow is quieter than Tuesdays usually are around here.

I am looking forward to… the NCIS and NCIS: Los Angeles season premieres tomorrow night.

I am learning how hard it can be to type with a house panther on one’s wrists. (Yes Edda, I’m talking to you.)

Around the house… vacuuming to do among other things.

I am pondering… the feeling of claws in my flesh. (Edda, please let go of my stomach. Mommy doesn’t like it when you draw blood.)

A favorite quote for today… ??Love is not affectionate feeling, but a steady wish for the loved person’s ultimate good as far as it can be obtained.?? — C.S. Lewis

One of my favorite things… house panthers. (Edda totally told me to say that.)

A few plans for the rest of the week: Morning Prayer, season premieres on CBS, PECS training for Daniel, massage on Friday, and Run for Courage on Saturday.

Hosted by The Simple Woman’s Daybook

Regarding My Quick Takes on Being the 47% (III)

OK… let’s look at Cari’s comment on my Quick Takes:

I am so sorry that you have to shoulder this. I know how horrible it feels to not be able to feed your family on your own (we’ve been there, too). It’s something that you carry around all the time, like an actual weight you can feel.

So after reading your takes, I have to ask you this question: considering how degrading and ill-organized your experience with a government health care program is, how do you maintain faith that Obamacare will offer something better? Putting aside the questions of contraception and abortion, how can we look at something like WIC and VA hospitals, and the sorry state they’re in, and have faith that a universal, gigantic program like national healthcare will offer Americans a positive change?

I’m not trying to put anyone on the defensive, I am just honestly wondering. Between my husband and myself, we’ve had experience with a wide range of government services, from the DMV to social services offices (you know, “the welfare line”), and none of them have demonstrated even a minimum level of competence. I feel, from reading these takes of yours, that you probably share in this assessment. So how to we move from the model currently in practice, to a better one?

First thing: WIC isn’t in a sorry state. I did have that pissy nutritionist in Pomona but other than that, my experience has been largely positive. I think part of the reason it has succeeded for more than 30 years is that it is administered by the states and each county has their own setup with multiple offices around the county if it is a large or populous area like LA County or Sacramento County. If your experience has been different, please let me know so I can add your view to this conversation.

As far as your first question, Obamacare, thus far, has been mostly regulations on insurance companies to fix some of the abuses that were happening. I wish I could go back in time and scan some of the documents I had in 2002 and 2003 when we were having to buy our own insurance where my insurance rate was more than my husband’s and where there was a $400 monthly maternity rider on the policy if I wanted to get pregnant because a lot of people don’t believe me. Some of those problems (like the inequality of rates) have been fixed and a number of rules regarding women’s health like free preventative care in the form of annual exams and mammograms has been added. Inasmuch as I understand it, Obamacare would require Americans to have insurance but provide tax breaks to do so and create a national exchange in which people could purchase healthcare policies — we’re not going into something like the NHS in Great Britain. I haven’t read the entire piece of legislation (it’s on my to-do list) but that is what I understand from what I have read.

As far as how I have faith that this can offer a positive change, my answer is that it’s better than the situation we have now where people are declaring bankruptcy because of medical bills and people are having to choose between food and medication. I don’t have the gift of prophecy and all we can do is see where this road takes us. I wish I could say that things will all run perfectly and the forecasted problems won’t happen but I can’t say that with complete certainty.

One problem that I think we have in general with social programs is that they’re the first thing on the chopping block when there are money programs. We’re cutting funds to the VA and SNAP yet we’re expecting them to provide at the same level as we were before. For example, we’re coming out of two wars and we’re actually dealing with issues like PTSD that were just swept under the rug before the Vietnam War but the VA isn’t being adequately funded to deal with these issues. Because of the economic downturn, a lot of kids are dependent on school lunches in some cases as their only source of food. Yet, school lunch programs are usually one of the first things to get cut.

Another problem is that urban areas tend to have the most need for these programs and there’s only so much that can be done if they don’t have the money to hire staff. The DHHS in Sacramento, for example, basically does all the major social program stuff for the entire county of 1.4 million people. Could we maybe get a couple smaller offices in other parts of the county that could handle food stamps and Medicaid? I know we have a county services office in my small town but it doesn’t cover everything. The workers at the DHHS are overworked and overextended which is why it takes so much time to get things done. Comparing it to my tiny county in Montana, I looked up the local office of public assistance and found that there is one worker for 3 counties. This would probably be an issue… except we’re talking maybe 20,000 people total. In the large county next door, there are two offices with one on the Blackfeet reservation where there’s a huge amount of poverty.

Last problem I’ll highlight: we have an attitude in the USA that if people have problems and need assistance, they’re obviously not working hard enough and deserve it. This isn’t the case at all. I could claim it’s the Protestant work ethic but I don’t even think it comes from that either. I think it comes down to this (expressed beautifully by Stephen Colbert):

If this is going to be a Christian nation that doesn??t help the poor, either we have to pretend that Jesus was just as selfish as we are, or we??ve got to acknowledge that He commanded us to love the poor and serve the needy without condition and then admit that we just don??t want to do it.

So how do we fix this? We need to actually fund the necessary programs instead of letting Congress vote themselves in a pay increase. Taxes need to be based on income and investment income needs to be taxed at the same rate as salaries are. (Yes, that was a blatant dig at Mitt Romney.) We need to elect Congressional representatives that can work with each other and not waste our time and money with ceremonial votes. (Yes, that was a blatant dig at the 33 times Obamacare has come up for repeal.) How do we do this? We have to all agree that our focus should be the common good and that it is a tenet in every religion that we take care of each other and for those with no spiritual beliefs, it’s the moral thing to do.

This is just scratching the surface of the problem and there are a whole glut of issues that would need to be addressed before it would even be solvable. My aim is basically to try to answer Cari’s questions as best I can with the knowledge and experience I have. I know there are people who disagree with me and I’m fine with that. How would you solve things? Leave me a comment or answer it on your own blog and leave me a link to your answer in my comments.

Tomorrow or Tuesday, I want to tackle the comment left for me on Friday by Thomas of Listening for the Shepherd because it offers some insight into some problems in the system.

Regarding My Quick Takes on Being the 47% (II)

I’m writing this while waiting for Daniel to wake up from his nap and also waiting for Jon and my evil twin to finish grilling my dinner. 🙂 Because of this, I’m saving Cari’s comment for tomorrow or Monday. Today, I wanted to talk about my experience with WIC because Cari references it in her comment.

My mother-in-law was one of the first women to go on WIC and I think it was with my husband (35) though I could be wrong — it could be with my sister-in-law (who is almost 30). Basically, it was created by Jimmy Carter as a way of helping a mother take care of her child. The idea was to remove a reason for the mother to abort her child so the checks are always in the name of the mother and not the boyfriend or father. You can apply when pregnant and the income threshold is 185% of the poverty level. The page with the list of state agencies is here.

I first applied in May 2010 when we were in southern California. I wish I’d been able to do a better search on which office was the closest because I ended up going to an office that was farther away from our apartment than I needed to. Also, I was usually the only white woman there which wasn’t a bad thing — just… not my usual experience. When I came in, I’d sign in and wait to be called. Daniel hated to sit still (he still hates it) so I’d stroller him around the office. They’d call me and measure him and then I’d see the nutritionist. Their chief nutritionist was a woman from Germany and I think she was so used to dealing with moms who knew nothing about nutrition and basic care of their children because she treated me like I was completely stupid. Daniel was severely underweight due to texture issues in his mouth (which is common with preemies who have been on ventilators) and she couldn’t understand why he wasn’t gaining weight. She would give me pamphlets on shakes made with ice cream that “kids like to eat” and I’d come back the next month to tell her that it didn’t work and that I couldn’t make him drink it. After my monthly (or so) fight with her, they’d print out checks for a month and make an appointment for me to come back.

When I went to the grocery store, I’d have a check with specified amounts of food on it like a gallon of milk, 16 oz. of whole grains, and 16 oz. of cheese. They give you a booklet that explains what you can and cannot use the checks for and when I first went to the WIC office, they showed me a video on what to do. When I’d check out, I’d separate the WIC items from the other things I was buying and the checkers would process the checks a certain way, making me show them my book to verify my signature. What they allow is different for pregnant women than it is for breastfeeding women (they’re big on breastfeeding) or for moms with kids of different ages.

When we moved up to northern California, it took awhile to get re-established with WIC because of Daniel’s hospital stay and the fact that my nutritionist in southern California was singularly unhelpful in giving me any idea of how to find my county office. The county office up here also is annoying when it comes to getting someone to answer the phone. Finally, I located it while I was out one day and made an appointment to come in with Daniel. That first appointment was just to get us set up in their system and they were completely chill with Daniel crawling around the room and getting into everything. The next month, I met with Nancy (one of the nutritionists) and she was just unbelievably wonderful. I had met with a pediatric nutritionist at UC Davis a few weeks earlier and Nancy wanted to hear everything they’d had to say. She helped me get things worked out to have WIC pay for a month of Pediasure while we worked through a home healthcare place to get Medicaid to pay and she even gave me some ideas on how to get him working on different textures.

The last year that I’ve dealt with WIC has been almost exactly like my appointment with Nancy — they’ve been patient about Daniel flipping out because he wants to get into things and after two appointments of Daniel tantruming, Nancy put something in the computer that allows me to come in without him as long as he stays within the bounds he needs to on the growth chart. They’ve altered checks to take out some of the milk because Daniel is on the Pediasure and also taken out the eggs because both Daniel and I are allergic to them. When I asked them why they weren’t forcing me to attend “class” like they did in southern California (a short lecture on stuff like introducing more vegetables and decreasing sugar in your child’s diet), they explained that Daniel was eating well and within good bounds on the growth chart so they weren’t going to make do that. At the appointment before Daniel started school, I asked about lunches and they gave me some ideas on what to pack that he might eat. It’s been like having my own personal nutritionists and it’s a complete change from my experience in southern California. The local office is walking distance from our parsonage and it’s clean and a place where I’d be OK with Daniel crawling on the floor. It’s cheerful-looking and the staff is wonderful. (They weren’t bad in southern California — it was just that nutritionist.)

I am an enthusiastic recommender of WIC because I honestly believe they do good things. Both offices I’ve dealt with have a social worker there some days to deal with things like food stamps, Medicaid, and other programs and I think they could also recommend a pediatrician to me if I needed one. Granted, there are experiences like the one I had in southern California but even that was at least somewhat helpful in that they still gave me the checks and it still helped out immensely with feeding all of us.

Anyone else have experience with WIC?