Monday, October 13, 2014
Saturday, October 4, 2014
So instead of going out for a long walk/run on this amazingly beautiful Saturday afternoon...I find myself cooped up in the car waiting for Dustin to finish playing in the junk yard. Thankfully there is a great breeze coming in through the windows, and the kids have decided they are going to behave.
With that said...I am completely content. My man is in his dirty greasy car part element, my babies are cool and enjoying the peace and quiet of the country, and I am happily blogging while listening to the Gator vs. Tennessee game. Go Gators by the way!
It is days like this that I am so thankful for the amazing life I have been provided. I am even more thankful for a healthy and happy family. And, in reality, who could ask for more?
How many people in the world are taking for granted this wonderful life we are each given today? How many people are stuck at work? How many are struggling with personal issues? Health issues? Money issues? Or just unhappy in general?
I used to worry if we were going to make it, being a young one income family. But now I don't. I know I have the adoration and unconditional love of an exceptional man and our children. And even though we are a one income family in a tough economy, we manage by keeping only the essentials. We are healthy and work hard to stay that way. Those are the only things that matter: family, love, life, health and happiness!
It is days like today where I could be out for a long walk/run but instead I am cooped up in the car waiting for my good hard working man to finish playing in the junk yard, and days where I thank God every day for this precious life he has provided me.
Thursday, October 2, 2014
Okay...so the title is slightly dramatic.
And I am slightly hormonal.
But either way...any female that has had their period can sympathize with my drama. Or I like to think so at least.
This post is a pity party post and I apologize for it now. But I had to vent so i wouldn't consume everything in my kitchen.
I have cramps from an unholy place, cravings for salts and sweets that would tempt the devil himself, and a dwindling will power.
I. Am. Fighting.
And so far I am winning. But that doesn't help with my foul mood. Or the pimple on my chin. Or my deepening dark evilness that is oozing out. And I hate feeling crazy. I know I'm not the only one. But that day before your period. The one where a fly buzzing ten feet from you can send you off the deep end....yeah...that's where I am in my cycle.
Tomorrow is another day.
Maybe my psycho will compose herself by then.
And a couple miles and some self defense class will help too!
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
That all said...Dustin has an Uncle that has a really...really nice in home gym. I have a really big green eyed monster in me right now. Anyways...I decided to call him up and see if he would mind if I came over a few days a week and used his weight equipment. Of course he said yes, and I went that evening. And the next day...
I. COULD. NOT .WALK.
I. COULD. NOT. SIT.
I. COULD. NOT. LIFT. MY. ARMS.
And I love every bit of it.
I forgot how horribly awesome DOMS or delayed onset muscle soreness could be. DOMS are a perfectly normal part of introducing a new fitness regime, especially weight training. When you lift weights you get tiny little micro-tears in the muscle. When the body repairs those tears, that is when your muscle becomes bigger and stronger. Those tiny tears along with inflammation of the muscle are the culprit for the pain you...or in this case I, am experiencing. As your body adapts to your workout, you will find that the pain lessens, that is until you up the weights again!
Now as great as the pain is...
I turned to my SweatPink sisters for advice to help ease the discomfort while my body adjusts. I could have easily turned to Google, but I knew these hard working ladies would have the answer from tried and true methods. And they had so many pieces of advice. The biggest and probably best piece of advice I got was to take an Epsom Salt bath. It helped relieve a lot of the ache. Their biggest remedy was to use a foam roller directly after each workout (I am going to invest in one), and to take an ice bath. I am terrified of the idea of an ice bath, but I am willing to try anything. Especially the day after a long walk and weight routine.
I have 2 kids to chase all day, and I can't take 10 minutes to stand or sit each time I need to. They just are not that patient. So come Friday...I will share my first encounter with the ICE BATH, as I have a 5 miler scheduled for Thursday!
Photo Courtesy of: FitFactory.com.
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
I decided to go back to work about 6-7 months ago. The kitchen in the office was full of junk and sodas, we ate out all the time, and it was SO easy to fall back into old habits that I had worked so hard to change. So easy. And so disappointing. I am disappointed and disgusted with myself.
I have put on weight. I have put on 20 of the 50 pounds I worked hard to lose. But what I gained in pounds I lost in employment. Let's just say it was a crappy day. Thankfully I have a good man by my side that supports me in everything I do, and now I can get myself back on track...and spend more time with my beautiful family.
But it lit a fire under my butt the size of Texas!!!
*** I am enrolled in school, class begins on the 29th!
*** I have re-written my weight loss goals and health plan.
Even though life is a little undetermined at the moment. I have set my sites on a couple of things, and I will achieve them! I will not let this little bump in the road deter me again, I will get things done.
Tomorrow is another day and it is bound to better than today!
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Tonight after looking at myself with disgust, I have set my alarm. I am going to get up at 6:30am every morning and go for a walk/jog. The kids will be asleep so I can't use them as an excuse, and starting the day off on a healthy note will help me be more conscious of my food decisions.
I'm excited to get back into the groove of things, and sad I have been putting it off so long.
So say a prayer I don't hit snooze on that silly little alarm.