Poofy

I have been feeling so poofy and bloated lately.
 I think it is because I have started drinking soda again.

Gasp! Shame. I know.

I know it is bad for me.  I know I shouldn't drink it.

But, the caffeiney goodness is just too good to pass up.

Not to mention I feel like a zombie most of the day if I don't have my morning Dew.

But alas, I am not liking this new extra poofy-ness.  

So, I have 9 cans left.  I will be rationing them out for the rest of them week, 

then I am DONE.

Yo, for reals this time.

(Please don't remind me that I have said this a million times before.)

I am gonna need all the help I can get if I am really going to run that 5k early next year.

I will miss you, soda-sody...you are my BFF,
and I really don't know how I am going to get on without you.
 Um... yea, I really don't.  Do ya'll have any suggestions???

Perfectly Inspiring, For All Occasions.

“When a battered, weary swimmer tries valiantly to get back to shore, after having fought strong winds and rough waves which he should never have challenged in the first place, those of us who might have had better judgment, or perhaps just better luck, ought not to row out to his side, beat him with our oars, and shove his head back underwater.”

~Jeffery R. Holland

Challenge Accepted

My friend asked me if I wanted to run a 5k with her early next year, 

and of course I said YES,

 since I was already kinda training...
and well you know how much I want to.  

We moved my tread mill into my bedroom, so I can't use the "its too cold" excuse to not go running, and I can also watch my shows while I run.  We have it planned to do a practice run in January, and then run a race down here in Virgina Beach in March or April.  I am excited.  

On a related note...

I am still not doing well with the running, my chubby body really really hates it.

But I am going to keep on, keeping on.

Focus

I feel like I am lacking focus in my life.  I flit from one thing to another.  One day I am obsessed with running a marathon (seriously, someday it is going to happen) so all I do is running things... I read about running, running blogs, running magazines, running shoes, I make lists and plans, I run.  Then my back hurts, or I skip a day, and my focus changes.  The next day it is about reading... I am just not reading enough, and my book blogs suck, and why can't I be a better book blogger- a professional book blogger...in fact why can't I be a better writer period!  The next day it is photography, and why can't I take better pictures, or find an affordable class, or why can't I be as good Ms. Fancypants over there.  Diet, exercise, child care, decorating my house (and my utter lack of craftiness), the list goes on and on.   Always the same routine.  I focus and obsess about things, until I start to make myself feel bad for not being as good as so and so, or not reaching the goals I set for myself, then I go on to something else.  Searching for something to be the best at, to be validated for my hard work and passion.  (And not something lame, like I am super awesome at watching too much tv.)  I feel like a loser sometimes.  I am 30 years old, and haven't really done anything with my life.  I look at all these younger people around me, and the amazing things that they have done...and wonder why did I, DO I still, squander so much of my time and energy.
I want to make some changes in my life, I am going to make some changes.  I am going to focus on 1 or 2 things at a time.  Once I feel like I have succeeded, or made a good habit, then I can move to something else.
First things first, RUNNING.  I have been enjoying the C25K program I started (when I actually do it), and I can really see the light at the end of the tunnel.  I just need to stay with it, and push myself a little harder (read- NO more skipping days, or ahem... weeks).  I am not going to obsess about my diet (for now), or losing weight, just running.
Second, ROUTINE.  I have never been very good at having myself, Jason, or my kids on a schedule.  I let the boys eat and sleep whenever they want (which most nights means they are up until 12:30am).  I laze about, playing, reading, doing whatever, letting things pile up around me, then spend a stressful day or two trying to get everything back in order...wash, rinse, repeat.  There is no order in our life, which leads to stress and contention.  Clark and Harry need the structure, especially the older they are getting, and I need to feel like I have some control in my life.
Slowly I hope I can get my life to where I want it, and feel successful.

What is Perfection???

I found this blog this morning.  I was supposed to be checking my email and facebook, real fast, but I clicked this link, and got hooked.  I read for 2 straight hours.   

This post really made think about my own life, and all the expectations I heap upon myself.  

About how much I beat myself up on a daily basis for not meeting these expectations.  

And how I treat my family... I don't ever want them to feel less than the amazingly perfect people they are.  We all have different gifts and talents to offer each other, myself included

 (no matter how hard it is for me to admit). 

I have a messy house, 

and for the life of me I can't seem to decorate it super cute like the ladies in my chruch.  

I am overweight, and rarely floss my teeth. I pick my nose.  I yell at my kids, I yell at my husband.  

I am not perfect, far from it.  

BUT;

 neither is that lady I envied the other day for her perfectly decorated and clean house, 

neither is the tiny little Mom I saw trying on her size 4 jeans, 

neither is Mr. and Mrs. So and So and their seemingly perfect marriage.

I know I am rambling now, but I guess what I am trying to say is... reading this post today really opened my eyes to how I treat myself and others.  I am really going to try to be loving, supportive and tolerant, to everyone around me, and not judge so quickly.  

I am going to be a better friend, mother, wife.

Click the link below, and take a minute to read the post,
it is thought provoking.

ps.  On this same blog, there is an equally important/moving post about bullying, READ IT!

Meh.

Went jogging today.

It sucked.

Someday, I hope and pray that it doesn't suck.

Please, someone tell me that it will get easier.

NOT looking forward to my workout tomorrow.

But, I am going to do it anyway.

I hope.

Weird

I feel so weird lately, well the last 5 days or so.  I am achy and sore...mostly my back.  I am exhausted all the time, which I know mostly has to do with my kids getting up a lot a night, and the stress of trying to get the house running smoothly (with NO help).  I don't feel like I am getting sick.  I just feel odd.  And the past two days I have gotten the worst migraine headaches, which makes doing anything, painful, especially exercise.  I want to get out and resume my C25K program, or at least get some fresh air and go on a walk.  I was actually starting to make some progress, albeit slow, with the jogging.  Meh.  We'll see.  I will give it another day or so.  Harry has had a fever for the past couple days, so maybe we are all coming down with something...

What the WHAT???

So,

I don't know if my scale is broken,

or the scale I was using before was broken,

or the weight loss Gods have finally decided to send me a little love...

But I have somehow magically lost 20 pounds.

I don't know if I believe it, but I am going with it for now.

Wouldn't you :)

I think it is time for a new, digital scale.

I don't feel as if I have lost any weight at all, 

(which only confirms that this is all some kind of cruel prank).

I was hoping 20 pounds would at least make my clothes a little looser. 

We'll see...