Okay....

Well, this week has been really weird.

Last weekend our family went camping with the family and when we came home on Sunday night Jer's feet were hurting from a gout flairup. So he then used FMLA and got a few more days off of work to recover... so he was home till yesterday.

Which was nice but really threw my week for a loop. Instead of getting normal things done, I was trying to get other things done.

First off there was airing out the sleeping bags from camping and setting up the tent to sweep it out and make sure it was dry. And of course there was the laundry I missed plus the added laundry that camping creates! So Mt. Washmore (stole that from Kar and Nat... it's just too good of a description girls!) started getting tackled almost as soon as we got home. It took till Wednesday to get the tent done due to crazy nutzo Idaho wind. Then the power went out a couple of times due to aforementioned wind, so... because the kiddos were going stir crazy we took them and went through the car wash with them.

Most of the time when we wash our cars we do it ourselves or go to Soapies where the car sits still and the things moves around it. The kids seemed to really like the moving car wash (well, okay... the older kids loved it, Turbo wasn't so sure and and seemed a bit worried, at one point he was yelling "Mom! Mom! Back up! It's going to hit me!" but after he realized that the window stopped it all it was good.) and actually it did a really good job cleaning the car... reminds me of the days when I was a teen and washed my car often, it has been a good year since our van was given a good scrub, but the camping trip guaranteed that the thing needed it desperately!

Last night we went and got family pictures taken, because the last time we had them taken was when Turbo was a month or so old and even then it was only because the extended family scheduled them! So I bit the bullet and decided we needed family pictures that we chose to do on our own... and since Jer was home anyways, why not see if Loni (one of my friends who is trying to get a photography website up and running) could do it last night. She is such a doll, she totally worked with us and even missed out on her bible study so that we could get it done! I'm sure the pictures will be awesome once they are done and am excited to see them. :)

Anyways, now that Jer is back at work and it's near the end of the week.... well, ya, getting back into gear is hard! I stayed up too late (Jer is a night owl after all) and haven't gone and worked out all week... Ya, need to get on that before I balloon back out!!! But I really am having a hard time talking myself into getting anything real done today or tomorrow. Maybe I'll call these two days my own little vacation and call it good till Monday... well, 'cept that I have to get to the grocery store or the world will implode!

I've found that I kinda work like this... well at least the graph at the top, the rest is great too, but doesn't apply that well to me since I'm okay at getting things done... cept cleaning.

Cleaning sucks.

I Refuse to Shovel the Walks!

Usually I'm all for it, Usually I like the peace and quiet it brings...

Today I just want to give Old Man Winter the bird and walk off in a huff.

It snowed 4 inches last night, the wind is blowing and school has been canceled for three different districts in the area... it's the first "snow day" this school year and wouldn't you know it? I put away all the snow stuff last week. Grrrr.

Oh well, it will be nice to have Goober home and to have a reason to just sit around (outside of just being lazy lol).

In other news... I met my trainer this morning (yes I made it there, I was surprised I didn't get stuck) and she says that I have lost 6 inchs and 10 lbs in the last month!!! Wooooot! I'm leet!

Exercise...

So, recently I've been exercising... and when I say exercising, I mean every day. I figure I can either not exercise and feel like crap and hate my weight and maybe get depressed or I can whip my butt into gear and just decide to do it.

So, I just decided to do it.

And low and behold Jer decided to join me! :) I'm happy about that, mainly because I want him to be healthy with me and I don't want to be concerned about either of us getting diabetes... he is insulin resistant too and diabetes is a horrible horrible thing to have to live with for the rest of your life.

One thing I have noticed as I have been trying to take better care of myself is this: People who have never been in shape (and never really tried) tend to have an easier time sticking to the process of getting into shape.

I think there are a couple of reasons for this... 1) we see we are getting into shape and say to ourselves "I've never been this strong! Woooooot!". While those who were athletes in high school tend to say "Holy crap!!!! I'm way, way, WAY out of shape... how did I let it get to this point?!" and 2) we made the word "exercise" in our minds synonymous with "torture" because, hey!,everyone complains about it... so it must be absolutely dreadful!! While those who were athletes know the real story... it isn't so bad, it's just kind of a pain to find the time for.

So my conclusion is this... people that haven't ever tried to get into shape are more positive about themselves as they slowly step into a stronger body and they are pleasantly surprised that it really isn't that bad of a thing to do... while those that have been in really good shape tend to get down on themselves about the whole "letting themselves get out of shape" thing.

To that I have only this to say: Be nice to yourself, you're working on it and that is what really matters. Truly trying goes a very long way...

Ouch...

Sore.... so VERY sore. Good sore though, cause at least I know that my muscles are getting stronger... but aoooowwwwwiiiii....

Then again, If I wasn't sore I would be wondering what the heck I was doing wrong.

Met With the Trainer This Morning...

and all we did was go over stats.... boring...

I was hoping we would work my butt off and get a good whiny "I'm so picked on" post in today, but alas we had to go over asinine crap important numbers... like, ohhh my current weight and what my BMI is etc etc. While I know that the information is needed, I have the drive to get in shape NOW, and honestly I'm worried that the lazy more relaxed me will grab me by the throat and say "WTH!" overcome my drive to change.

I have gone to work out four days this week at O'darkthirty in the morning (you know, before Goober has to get up for school) which in turn makes me get in bed earlier... It's actually really nice. No, really, it's nice. I have a whole hour to work on ME... without being pestered for anything. It's amazing :) And I get to watch the news, which is almost nirvana for me, since I'm kind of a news junky.

In the past I have made working out to be such a huge deal in my head, such torture, that I talk myself out of doing it. Besides who needs to be in shape anyways? Well, unless you want to be happier, be able to keep up with your kids, be more confident, and feel good about yourself that is...

So apparently next Tuesday is when I get my butt worked off.... hopefully :) Until then I'll get my lazy bum out of bed early and spend time with my new best friend... ice cream the eliptical.... oooooooo ahhhhhhhh

I will be healthy... I WILL... ummm hopefully

Ok, so over the weekend I got myself a gym membership. Mostly because I have no room in our abode to put a treadmill. But I figured if I was getting a gym membership I might as well make SURE this works. Soooooo I got myself some training sessions too.

Ok, the things about this is... what time during the day works best? I mean, really? If I didn't have the kids to worry about I would do it in the morning about mmmm nine-ish. But that doesn't work cause Jer isn't home and Missy is quite often still in bed. So... that makes me have to choose morning or evening. Cause lets face it, I'm not a huge fan of dishing out money so someone can watch my kids while I exercise.

So, I thought... evening!  That will work! Then I remembered last time....

I kept exercising nightly for .... ummm.... all of about a day. Ya. Sad.

Sooooo that leaves morning. I was already getting up at 6:45 to get a shower and Goober up and off for school... so that means I'll have to get up EARLIER. Training sessions take about an hour, I can have Jer get Goober up, but Jer also needs to get ready for the day.... So that means I have to be AT the gym at 6am. SIX. Which means actually getting up at about 5:45. Which in turn means I have to go to bed earlier.

I aimed for 9pm bedtime last night. Aimed being a good word because I actually GOT to bed at about 10 - 10:30 cause Jer and I started talking religion at about 9ish. lol. Well.... 10 is better than 11 or 12... right?

My alarm went off this morning and I very nearly turned it off. Then I thought... "Pay for a sitter or get up now?" Ya... get up now won. Don't ask me how. lol.

So this morning I exercised for an hour, came home got a shower, got Goobers lunch made and him sent out the door, all while talking "Feminism" with Jer before tell him he was going to be late for work and shoving him towards his car.

Not a bad start for the day. :) I actually already feel the difference.... isn't that odd? I don't know why I make exercising out to be such a beast... it's not so bad. Weeeeeeeeeellll... I guess I will REALLY know if it's bad or not come Friday and my first training session. But until then, high hopes! :)

Cold Day At The Park

Jer joined an indoor soccer league recently, which of course means that he needs to practice his soccer skillz with some guys outside in the cold on a Saturday morning. lol I took the kids and hoped we wouldn't get frostbite.

The kids seems to have fun though! We walked around the park a couple of times, watched Jer play for a bit, played on the playground (and got wet bums from the wet slides), and rolled down the hill. :)

Probably the last trip to the park outside of sledding this year though.

Best way to lose weight anyone?

After looking at photo's of myself that were taken this last weekend I've come to the conclusion that I'm nearing what I like to call the "just shoot me" weight.

Jer and I have talked about ever getting to a certain weight, and my plead to him if I were to ever reach it is to "just shoot me"... he of course argues that there is no way in He** that he could do that. My fear is that my body will revolt and do it for him, not necessarily through shooting, but more likely through diabetes or heart problems.

Holy crappola I'm heavy. The person I picture in my head is in no way shape or form the person that comes out in pictures. Where did she GO!?!? And DOG GONE IT, it's time to find her again!! No more misses "I think I'll exercise." Now it's misses "I'm going to the doctor to get some REAL recommendations, and possibly a gym membership, and letting myself on the computer ONLY if I have ALREADY exercised!"

Time to get out a chart and some stickers to mark those times that I've exercise so I can tell myself "Yah! I've done really good!" or "crap I suck! Time to get on it again!". Maybe that way I won't fall off the wagon and just stay off, maybe then I'll be inclined to jump right back on. maybe.

If that doesn't work? I honestly don't know. Hire a personal trainer? And possibly talk to a nutritionist to see what the crap I need to do about food intake? Maybe if my pocketbook feels it, it will be more painful NOT to exercise.

So... what have you found works best for loosing weight? Have you ever been REALLY overweight (you know, more than 20lbs) and recovered from it? How? Did you ever worry that by exercising to hard you might have a stroke/aneurysm? How the crap do you gradually work UP to a good exercise when you just want to make sure you ARE exercising?

Ugh.

I HAVE to fix this BEFORE my children learn my bad habits in a way that THEY struggle with it.

Sooooo....

guess what I did today?! Today I bought some new workout clothes (trying to motivate myself to loose some poundage). After the kids went to bed I proceeded to try them on, because lets face it 3 kids in a dressing room *snort*. Then I thought, I should go downstairs and work out while I'm in them!

Ya... I need to move the computer AWAY from the area that I plan to work out....

So I'm getting closer, at least the workout clothes were on, they just don't do much good when I'm sitting on my buttooskus typing away on the computer! meh.

Feeling Better Already!

Wow, a little exercise can do a lot!

I never have been one to exercise on a regular basis... I did a little as a teen and in college but life would get in the way and I wouldn't "make" time to do it so I would always fall off the horse (figuratively speaking).

Well, people are right, it does feel good! Why is it that I dreaded it so much? It helps my whole day go smoother! That and suddenly I have all this energy.

For instance, after a day full of moving furniture all around the house to make room for Gavin to have his own room downstairs, Jer and I took the kids to Wal-Mart (aka Voldemort) to get a couple of last minute things. What we wanted was out so out the door we went with our 2 carts and 3 kids (boys in one girls in the other)... before I knew it Jer and I were racing carts, running full speed to the truck. The kids thought it was a blast and I actually wasn't winded afterwords.

The whole racing thing doesn't happen very often because I used to find that even after a short run I was so winded I would cough and cough especially if the air outside was cold. NOT LAST NIGHT THOUGH! Hooray! I thought it was fun... even afterwords when I usually would have been huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf! Yay for exercise and not feeling like a slightly deflated basketball that someone is trying to bounce but that they have to throw extra hard just to get it to do what it is supposed to do with no problem.

Now I'm starting to feel like the perky cheerleader on speed.... YIPPEE, GO US!