Diane

Tonight my husband is taking care of the kids and getting dinner so I can go to the gym and workout.  No, he is not doing this out of the goodness of his heart, but because he wants out of the dog house.

We got new cell phones earlier this week and he’s been trying to get everything set up on his, including group e-mail lists.  Well, the only picture he had on his phone was about the worst picture of me that I’ve ever seen.  He sent it to about 6 people.  When I got my copy of it, I told him exactly what was going to happen if he sent it to anyone else, but he’d already done that.  So, I will pretty much get my own way for the next couple of days.  Who knows, maybe I’ll even get to sleep in on Mother’s Day.  I’m pretty sure that will happen when pigs fly and snakes sprout legs, though.

I made it to the gym yesterday morning and got my strength workout in.  I was 14 minutes into my cardio when the lady from child watch came to get me.  My son was sobbing uncontrollably and they couldn’t calm him any more.  It took me a while to get him settled down as well.  We just played a lot outside the rest of the day.

Last night my daughter, husband and I all came down with colds.  Not sure how bad hubby’s is.  Mine is just mild.  DD’s is enough that I won’t be going to the gym today for my cardio workout.  Seems like every time I go something causes me not to go again.  I told James that I’m going to get up, let the puppy out and go to the gym in the morning.  I’ll take my clorox anywhere spray and clean the machines afterward, but I can’t keep letting this stop me. 

So many of you work through things a lot worse than what I deal with and yet you don’t let excuses get in the way.  I admire that and it is spurring me on to try harder.  After all, taking the easy way all the time is what landed me where I am.

Well, I bought some capri pants and a top today.  They don’t quite fit, but my goal is to have them fit by the 27th.  We’re going to a Reds game and I really don’t want to be wearing jeans.  I don’t do shorts in public either.  Never have, never will.  Can’t get my legs to tan and they’re so white that the glare would blind half the city!

It was a little depressing since they are the same “size” as the pants I’m currently wearing, but they definitely are not the same size.  Cant companies come up with one uniform sizing for clothes?  Oh, well.  I’m not getting hung up on size.  I know that my clothes are either fitting better or getting too big and that’s all I care about. 

I also have in-laws coming in July so I’m trying to lose another 25 before then.  I have decided that I’m going to the gym every day even if I have to go after the kids are in bed and I’m going to skip dinner if I’m not hungry.  There is no way I’m going to be able to stay out of the pool 4th of July week and I don’t want to be this big in a swim suit in front of others.  Don’t want to be this big in a swim suit period.

Sounds like hubby is having a tussle with the little one.  Big sister went to bed early because she gave me to much of a tussle after dinner.  I think she’s already asleep so I guess she needed it.  She knew what was going to happen if she behaved a certain way and she chose to do that.  Trying not to feel guilty even though I know she’s not the first kid to be sent to bed early.

Have a great evening everyone.

I’ve lost the 2 pounds I’d gained back plus another one.  I was kind of surprised.  I’ve done my best to exercise and eat right this week, but have had a few slip ups.  I now only have 12 pounds to my mini goal instead of 33.  Progress, slow, painfully slow progress.  Better than going up.

Have a great weekend all.

I’m really wanting to order Papa John’s right now.  I won’t because I think the cost is outrageous, but I really, really want to.  I have done well today with eating despite minor stresses like my daughter   falling down the stairs, landing on her back, but her toes were pointed to the floor.  Not sure how she managed to only be scared.  Then she decided to “be naughty like Abby” (am housebreaking the little dog so you get the picture); spilled juice all over the floor that I’d just washed.  Little brother decided to take up two new forms of entertainment - throwing everything, including my hand weights, and hitting everyone he can.  I haven’t turned to food yet today and think I’m going to be able to survive, especially since I’ve got to wash the floor again and fold that never ending laundry.  ARRRGGHH!!!!

I finally got to the five mile mark on my pedometer.  I actually did 5.56 miles, ~2.5 was considered aerobic.  I was surprised when I checked the numbers after the kids went to bed and realized that I’d already done almost 3 miles just with daily activity.  Playing with the kids in the yard really added up!  13,572 steps.  And that is still less than the average Amish woman walks a day.

Part of it came from chasing down the “snowflakes” my daughter had thrown outside.  I do kirigami and she thought the detailed ones that I’ve done were no different than the snowflakes I make for her.  I think I chased down all of them but since I had about a hundred of them together, I don’t know for sure.

The best part of the day was being able to play the piano.  I have barely been able to play my baby grand since getting it a year and a half ago.  Usually the kids are climbing up and adding their own renditions of chords.  Today they didn’t care about it.  I was in a much better mood after just a few minutes of playing.

I’m going to try to get some sleep and hope the Red Sox pull this one out of the hole.