Showing posts with label shedding the dead weight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shedding the dead weight. Show all posts
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Yee-Haw!!
So I'm going to Dallas, Texas on Monday. I've been invited, along with the other ladies of MamaLaw, to participate in the American Heart Association's Go Red for a Better U makeover program set to launch in June! It's an exciting opportunity and I can't wait to get started for the simple fact that I could definitely use a kick in the rear to jumpstart my health and fitness routine. I have started going to spinning classes at the gym and have lost 3lbs since last week, so I am glad to be on the right track. Anyway, we're all headed to Dallas on Monday for a health assessment (including a treadmill test - yikes), a photo shoot, video interviews and media training. It sounds like so much fun and I'm totally looking forward to it. Dallas, here I come!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Walk Jog Run *Pant*
My sister is training for a half-marathon and runs a silly amount of miles multiple times a week. She tried to get me out "running" with her over the weekend. I went twice and I am already worn out. To be clear - she runs. I do the walk-run-jog thing. And trust me, it's enough. This morning I read in February's Washington Parent that medical professionals recommend that women wait 2.5 to 3 years in between having babies so that their bodies have a chance to heal. Aha! That explains it. I've had 3 babies in 4 years. No wonder I'm a walking wreck. I have to admit though, that exercising outdoors is invigorating and now that it's warming up, it's even better. So I'm going to try to keep the walking-running-jogging up (as long as my joints will let me).
Thursday, February 26, 2009
I'm Juggling, Baby
I got the sweetest email the other day from one of my aunts. She was giving me advice about balancing life as a working mother of three and said:
"It is about keeping the balls in the air and keeping a smile, one that comes from deep down. Enjoy the love around you, think ahead, and everything else will fall into place. Buy a new accessory from time to time and don’t fret. Manage the essentials, and let the rest go."
Her words were right on target, since I feel like I am always in the middle of my very own circus and my special talent is juggling. If you didn't know any better you might actually think that I was good at it. Ha! I've got tons of balls in the air, all able to come crashing down at any given moment. I've got the WORK ball (it's a heavy one) of trying to get here on time, have coherent conversations, produce decent work, pretend that I have energy and get out of here on time. I have the HOME ball (it's a slippery one) of trying to remember who needs to bring what to school for Show & Share on which day, making sure the leotards are washed in time for ballet class on Saturdays, cooking healthful meals, keeping track of what sleepers the baby has outgrown, trying to read bedtime stories nightly, squeezing in the needs of a patient and supportive husband, and the list goes on. And last (and lately the least) I've got the ME ball. I always have a lot going on: Moms Group; Church; PTA; Blogging; Side Businesses; Social Events; Exercise, Grooming, etc, etc.
It's a constant struggle to keep all of these balls in the air. Every now and then one of them falls, but, inevitably bounces back up and finds its way back into the rotation. I think that was a big part of my aunt's advice - to know that everything will fall into place as long as the really important things are taken care of. Lately, instead of living in a frenzied state and obsessing over the juggle, I've been trying to take a page from my aunt's book. Particularly the part about buying a new accessory from time to time. After all, it would be just plain rude to disobey my elders.
"It is about keeping the balls in the air and keeping a smile, one that comes from deep down. Enjoy the love around you, think ahead, and everything else will fall into place. Buy a new accessory from time to time and don’t fret. Manage the essentials, and let the rest go."
Her words were right on target, since I feel like I am always in the middle of my very own circus and my special talent is juggling. If you didn't know any better you might actually think that I was good at it. Ha! I've got tons of balls in the air, all able to come crashing down at any given moment. I've got the WORK ball (it's a heavy one) of trying to get here on time, have coherent conversations, produce decent work, pretend that I have energy and get out of here on time. I have the HOME ball (it's a slippery one) of trying to remember who needs to bring what to school for Show & Share on which day, making sure the leotards are washed in time for ballet class on Saturdays, cooking healthful meals, keeping track of what sleepers the baby has outgrown, trying to read bedtime stories nightly, squeezing in the needs of a patient and supportive husband, and the list goes on. And last (and lately the least) I've got the ME ball. I always have a lot going on: Moms Group; Church; PTA; Blogging; Side Businesses; Social Events; Exercise, Grooming, etc, etc.
It's a constant struggle to keep all of these balls in the air. Every now and then one of them falls, but, inevitably bounces back up and finds its way back into the rotation. I think that was a big part of my aunt's advice - to know that everything will fall into place as long as the really important things are taken care of. Lately, instead of living in a frenzied state and obsessing over the juggle, I've been trying to take a page from my aunt's book. Particularly the part about buying a new accessory from time to time. After all, it would be just plain rude to disobey my elders.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Exhausted
Let me tell you what I find exhausting. I find that keeping up with "friends" that never call you or "friends" that used to call or write but don't anymore is positively exhausting. It seems like, as we get older, our circle of friends dwindles slowly. True friends, that is. I'm not talking about acquaintances or Facebook friends or friends that call you when they need something, but real, true-blue friends.
I used to find myself calling people that I thought to be good friends to check up on them and see how things are; to invite them to lunch or a party. And I would never really stop to think about it, but lately I have been thinking: "When's the last time she called me?" I used to think that was a childish way to look at things and that I shouldn't expect someone to call me all the time, but at the same time, a friendship isn't one-sided is it? I mean, I have a life too. A family, three kids, a full-time job, volunteer obligations, etc., etc. So it's not like I have all the time in the world to call and check up on so and so and such and such. I do it because I genuinely am thinking about them.
Anyway, I decided to try a little experiement. I stopped making my usual "Hi! How are ya?" calls and waited to see who actually called me. The list? It was short. But I realized that the people who did call were the ones that, as I look back on my adult life, have been the ones that have been by my side time and time again. And so my list shortened. And guess what? Now, when I making my "let's catch up" calls - I'm not nearly as tired.
I used to find myself calling people that I thought to be good friends to check up on them and see how things are; to invite them to lunch or a party. And I would never really stop to think about it, but lately I have been thinking: "When's the last time she called me?" I used to think that was a childish way to look at things and that I shouldn't expect someone to call me all the time, but at the same time, a friendship isn't one-sided is it? I mean, I have a life too. A family, three kids, a full-time job, volunteer obligations, etc., etc. So it's not like I have all the time in the world to call and check up on so and so and such and such. I do it because I genuinely am thinking about them.
Anyway, I decided to try a little experiement. I stopped making my usual "Hi! How are ya?" calls and waited to see who actually called me. The list? It was short. But I realized that the people who did call were the ones that, as I look back on my adult life, have been the ones that have been by my side time and time again. And so my list shortened. And guess what? Now, when I making my "let's catch up" calls - I'm not nearly as tired.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
For Sale
The other day Hubby told me that all I needed to do to lost the weight that I want to lose is to get rid of my Excuse Machine. Of course my first reaction was to deny that I was just making excuses about why I hadn't exercised, but I've been thinking about it, and maybe he's right. I always say that I don't have time to work out. Which, on the surface feels true, but then again as my mom says I "have the same amount of time in the day that everyone else has." So maybe I just need to manage my time better. Or at least prioritize. The truth is, I would rather blog or watch Bravo or read Bon Appetit than wear out my knees on an elliptical trainer or bounce around staring at fit, perky women on an aerobics program. But again, isn't that just another excuse? Just like me being tired, or having a headache, or it being too late? So maybe it's time I sold my Excuse Machine. Anybody in the market? It works really well and even comes with a lifetime guarantee. It will just be up to you to get rid of it.
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