This morning when I woke up my headache was gone, so it took very little internal argument to get myself up and exercising.
Today was Day 3 - Cardio Power & Resistance. This is my least favorite dvd in the first half of Insanity, because the moves are very intense and taxing on my horribly out of shape body. I did my best though, and even though I don't think I did as much work as I did yesterday, the work I did was much harder so it made for an even more intense workout.
Now I'm sitting here, post-workout, post-shower and post-omelette, sipping my coffee. My lower back hurts a little bit, my feet hurt a lot, and my legs seem to be getting progressively sorer with each passing hour. But in some ways I feel better now than I have in a long time. I already feel stronger (because Insanity is THAT hardcore, bitches!) and I'm super proud of myself for getting up and doing the work. Plus my diet has been very good for the last few days. No surprise there though - when you're working that damn hard at 5:00 every morning, the thought of throwing away those burned calories on chips or beer is pretty unthinkable.
Tomorrow's dvd is Cardio Recover, and I could use it.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
She knows how to make my day...
A few minutes ago I was sitting here at the computer, watching Eureka on Netflix on low volume and avoiding daylight to the best of my ability, trying to keep the migraine at bay. Maron came into the kitchen (in between cartoons) and said, "I want to give you a hug and a kiss."
Cue the sweet, gushy heart-melting.
Seriously though - is there anything better than having your child come up to you, completely interrupt your activity and force themselves onto your person to give you love?
I really am one lucky mommy, and it's important to take a minute - lots of minutes - to stop and realize just how lucky I am. It's important to appreciate my life and my family. It's important to enjoy every minute with them that I can and to show them I love them as much as I am possibly able to. It's important, because this life is it. It's all there is, and it goes by so quickly (and it can all end in an instant).
Do you have family? Do you have someone(s) in your life that you love? Did you tell them? Did you say it to their face? Have you told them over and over and over again so they don't ever forget or doubt how you feel about them and how much you care?
Every day I tell my girls (together and seperately) that I love them to the moon and the stars, around the sun, and back again. And I'll tell them every day for the rest of my life. Because who knows how long that could be?
Cue the sweet, gushy heart-melting.
Seriously though - is there anything better than having your child come up to you, completely interrupt your activity and force themselves onto your person to give you love?
I really am one lucky mommy, and it's important to take a minute - lots of minutes - to stop and realize just how lucky I am. It's important to appreciate my life and my family. It's important to enjoy every minute with them that I can and to show them I love them as much as I am possibly able to. It's important, because this life is it. It's all there is, and it goes by so quickly (and it can all end in an instant).
Do you have family? Do you have someone(s) in your life that you love? Did you tell them? Did you say it to their face? Have you told them over and over and over again so they don't ever forget or doubt how you feel about them and how much you care?
Every day I tell my girls (together and seperately) that I love them to the moon and the stars, around the sun, and back again. And I'll tell them every day for the rest of my life. Because who knows how long that could be?
I knew there was a reason I quit exercising...
So there I was, lying in bed at 4:49 am, dreaming my happy little dreams... then 4:50 came and the alarm clock went off and it was time to get up and exercise. FML
As much as I didn't want to get up today, I got up anyway, got dressed, and headed downstairs. Today was Day 2 - Plyometric Circuit. Holy crap... holy crap... holy crap.
The worst part about it wasn't the warm up (10 hard minutes that leave me drenched in sweat). It wasn't the post-warm up stretching (sorry Shaun T, my hip flexers just don't stretch that far). It wasn't even the two seperate circuits that had me believing, once again, that I was going to throw up and die. The worst part about all of this was the fact that the horrible, eye-gouging migraine headache I had all day yesterday was not totally gone when I got up this morning.
Know what sucks worse than doing suicide drills and basketball jumps when your head is pounding? Nothing. That's what.
I still have the migraine, and it doesn't look like it's going to go away any time soon today. I'm just going to keep my fingers crossed that I won't still have it at 4:50 am tomorrow. Because as comitted as I am to doing this, there is a limit to how many times I can talk myself into getting up and leaping around the living room when my head feels like it is splitting open.
As much as I didn't want to get up today, I got up anyway, got dressed, and headed downstairs. Today was Day 2 - Plyometric Circuit. Holy crap... holy crap... holy crap.
The worst part about it wasn't the warm up (10 hard minutes that leave me drenched in sweat). It wasn't the post-warm up stretching (sorry Shaun T, my hip flexers just don't stretch that far). It wasn't even the two seperate circuits that had me believing, once again, that I was going to throw up and die. The worst part about all of this was the fact that the horrible, eye-gouging migraine headache I had all day yesterday was not totally gone when I got up this morning.
Know what sucks worse than doing suicide drills and basketball jumps when your head is pounding? Nothing. That's what.
I still have the migraine, and it doesn't look like it's going to go away any time soon today. I'm just going to keep my fingers crossed that I won't still have it at 4:50 am tomorrow. Because as comitted as I am to doing this, there is a limit to how many times I can talk myself into getting up and leaping around the living room when my head feels like it is splitting open.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Starting Over
This past weekend, while sipping on a beer and snarfing on a cupcake, I started thinking about my life and fitness goals (again), and I decided that it's time to become proactive in the quest for health and happiness (again). So I decided to re-start the Insanity fitness program that I had so much success with last year. I'm going to tackle the program head on and do my best to get through it entirely. Six days a week is a lot to ask, but I have big plans for the future, and (oddly enough) none of thos plans involve being fat and having to shop in the plus-size section of the clothing department.
I was reading a diet/fitness article in an issue of Women's Health recently, and it said that every new day is a chance to start over and do better. For me that new day is TODAY.
So today shall henceforth be known as Day 1 - Fit Test.
I got up, got dressed, pushed play, and jumped and kicked my little heart out for 25 grueling minutes. And while my Fit Test exercise rep numbers aren't as high as they have been in the past, I feel like I worked harder at it today than I ever have before. Part of it was the fact that I am wildly out of shape at present, so every move takes that much more effort for me to complete. And the other part of it was the fact that my husband had gotten up with me and was putting in a hard 30 minutes on the recumbant bike. And we always seem to work a little harder when there is someone else in the room, don't we?
So that's my story for now. Assuming I survive the day I'll be up and at it again tomorrow, in the hopes of doing better in the second half of 2012 than I did in the first. Because the time to be happy is now, dammit! I have everything I need to acheive my goals, so all I need to do is press PLAY and do it.
I was reading a diet/fitness article in an issue of Women's Health recently, and it said that every new day is a chance to start over and do better. For me that new day is TODAY.
So today shall henceforth be known as Day 1 - Fit Test.
I got up, got dressed, pushed play, and jumped and kicked my little heart out for 25 grueling minutes. And while my Fit Test exercise rep numbers aren't as high as they have been in the past, I feel like I worked harder at it today than I ever have before. Part of it was the fact that I am wildly out of shape at present, so every move takes that much more effort for me to complete. And the other part of it was the fact that my husband had gotten up with me and was putting in a hard 30 minutes on the recumbant bike. And we always seem to work a little harder when there is someone else in the room, don't we?
So that's my story for now. Assuming I survive the day I'll be up and at it again tomorrow, in the hopes of doing better in the second half of 2012 than I did in the first. Because the time to be happy is now, dammit! I have everything I need to acheive my goals, so all I need to do is press PLAY and do it.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Bumps in the night... and the day.
Everyone knows that there are a miriad of changes that happen to you after you have a child. You sleep less because you worry more. You get crazy excited when your baby poops after a three day dry spell. You become frustrated when you take your child to their 6 month checkup and they still haven't gotten their first tooth like your neighbor's baby did. You become depressed when you take your child to their one year checkup and they still aren't standing up and walking like your friend's kid is. And you become downright devestated when, at your child's two year checkup, they are not talking up a storm and trying to hold regular conversation with you like your little niece or nephew was.
After you have a child you no longer think about wether or not eating a cracker that fell on the floor is a good idea or not, because your kid has already picked it up and is halfway through it. And that little spot of crust on your jeans or the splash of juice/milk/coffee on your shirt that would have had you rooting through your closet before heading out to the store? Now you don't even notice it. And even if you DO notice it, you really don't care. If you think about it at all you're just happy that it's not poop or pee. But on the right clothes pee dries clear, so whatever - at least it's not poop.
So many changes happen to you once you have a baby... Eventually, as the months go by, you get used to the crazy changes in emotion and thought and actions. Your new 'mommy' persona starts to level out and you think that the worst is over (at least as far a drastic personality changes go). Then your baby becomes a toddler. Then you have another baby, who also becomes a toddler eventually, and all the while your first toddler is becoming a little kid. Fast forward to the part where your have a one-and-a-half year old and a three-and-a-half year old. Welcome to my world.
So many changes have happened and are happening to me that I don't even realize how I've changed (or even that I've changed) until much, much later. When I do realize something, it usually comes in the form of a realization while I'm having my morning coffee, like today.
What was today's realization, you ask? I'm glad you asked.
Today I was sitting at the computer, drinking the aforementioned coffee and checking my email. I heard a thump come from the general direction of the living room, followed by another thump. I sat with my ears perked for five seconds or so and didn't hear any more thumps or any crying to go with the first two thumps, so I said 'oh well' in my head and went back to checking my email. That's when it hit me - I have become completely ambivelant to loud, out of place noises that are not immediately followed by cries/screams/etc. With two children that can walk, run, climb, jump and roll, I have come to mostly, if not completely ignore thumps and bumps. If a loud noise doesn't involve louder crying or glass shattering, I don't even bother to check on it. I figure whatever it was can wait until I'm done washing the dished or folding the laundry or putting my youngest daughter's room back in order for the second time today.
The ironic thing about all of this is that I have, and have always had the ears of a fox. All of my life has been spent trying to drown out or ignore all the teeny, tiny little noises happening all through the world so that I could concentrate on getting things done or getting to sleep or whatever. I have always overheard conversations from a different room or even across the house, because my ears are that good. I can tell you exactly which direction the ice cream truck music is coming from, and I can find a person in a crowded room just by listening for their voice in the jumble of conversation happening. I have spent my entire life trying to figure out how to drown out the white noise all around me, and then it happened without me even thinking about it. All I had to do was have kids. Hilarious, right?
After you have a child you no longer think about wether or not eating a cracker that fell on the floor is a good idea or not, because your kid has already picked it up and is halfway through it. And that little spot of crust on your jeans or the splash of juice/milk/coffee on your shirt that would have had you rooting through your closet before heading out to the store? Now you don't even notice it. And even if you DO notice it, you really don't care. If you think about it at all you're just happy that it's not poop or pee. But on the right clothes pee dries clear, so whatever - at least it's not poop.
So many changes happen to you once you have a baby... Eventually, as the months go by, you get used to the crazy changes in emotion and thought and actions. Your new 'mommy' persona starts to level out and you think that the worst is over (at least as far a drastic personality changes go). Then your baby becomes a toddler. Then you have another baby, who also becomes a toddler eventually, and all the while your first toddler is becoming a little kid. Fast forward to the part where your have a one-and-a-half year old and a three-and-a-half year old. Welcome to my world.
So many changes have happened and are happening to me that I don't even realize how I've changed (or even that I've changed) until much, much later. When I do realize something, it usually comes in the form of a realization while I'm having my morning coffee, like today.
What was today's realization, you ask? I'm glad you asked.
Today I was sitting at the computer, drinking the aforementioned coffee and checking my email. I heard a thump come from the general direction of the living room, followed by another thump. I sat with my ears perked for five seconds or so and didn't hear any more thumps or any crying to go with the first two thumps, so I said 'oh well' in my head and went back to checking my email. That's when it hit me - I have become completely ambivelant to loud, out of place noises that are not immediately followed by cries/screams/etc. With two children that can walk, run, climb, jump and roll, I have come to mostly, if not completely ignore thumps and bumps. If a loud noise doesn't involve louder crying or glass shattering, I don't even bother to check on it. I figure whatever it was can wait until I'm done washing the dished or folding the laundry or putting my youngest daughter's room back in order for the second time today.
The ironic thing about all of this is that I have, and have always had the ears of a fox. All of my life has been spent trying to drown out or ignore all the teeny, tiny little noises happening all through the world so that I could concentrate on getting things done or getting to sleep or whatever. I have always overheard conversations from a different room or even across the house, because my ears are that good. I can tell you exactly which direction the ice cream truck music is coming from, and I can find a person in a crowded room just by listening for their voice in the jumble of conversation happening. I have spent my entire life trying to figure out how to drown out the white noise all around me, and then it happened without me even thinking about it. All I had to do was have kids. Hilarious, right?
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Welcome to 2012!!
It is now a new year. With new goals, old goals and much hope for the future.
Old goal: Lose wieght, specifically 30 lbs of the 45 lbs I lost in the first half of last year and subsequently gained back in the second half of the year. Along with an additional 5 lbs, which will bring me happily to my goal weight. I know I will be able to achieve this goal this time around, because I have figured out where I went wrong last year and how I need to correct the problems.
New goal: To quit drinking. Much like quitting smoking was my 2011 goal (acheived, by the way), I think it is time to take another step to better my long term health. As much as I enjoy inbibing in the bourbon, I've decided it's time to dry out. For my myself, my family, my future and my pocket book.
So here's to the new year. I am feeling very positive about Life and the Universe, and I know in my secret heart of hearts that this year, 2012, is going to be SPECTACULAR.
Cheers!
Old goal: Lose wieght, specifically 30 lbs of the 45 lbs I lost in the first half of last year and subsequently gained back in the second half of the year. Along with an additional 5 lbs, which will bring me happily to my goal weight. I know I will be able to achieve this goal this time around, because I have figured out where I went wrong last year and how I need to correct the problems.
New goal: To quit drinking. Much like quitting smoking was my 2011 goal (acheived, by the way), I think it is time to take another step to better my long term health. As much as I enjoy inbibing in the bourbon, I've decided it's time to dry out. For my myself, my family, my future and my pocket book.
So here's to the new year. I am feeling very positive about Life and the Universe, and I know in my secret heart of hearts that this year, 2012, is going to be SPECTACULAR.
Cheers!
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