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Not who I used to be

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Christmas 2011

Christmas 2011

What a yucky week we’ve had here. Last week I started out so strong, biking and running every day and feeling really good. Then Friday, one of my boys woke up with a cough, so I decided we should stay home and keep everyone else’s kids healthy. Of course, then Monday I woke up with a severe sore throat and congestion along with full body achi-ness.  I’m feeling a bit better now, but everyone in the house has been fighting this crud, so we’ve been effectively benched.

I can’t believe this is who I am now, but a whole week without running has been unbearable! And I must admit I’ve been a little off my game with my eating as well. You know how it is when you’re sick – you just want comfort food. Read the rest of this entry

Bummer

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20130909-192246.jpgWell, I’m sorry to say I didn’t make it to the running/cycling interval class today. But when your 4-yr old wakes up looking like this, getting to the doc becomes priority number one for the day.

Turns out he has a skin infection on his eye, so we have started antibiotics and hope to see improvement in the next 24 to 48 hours.

I didn’t let myself off the hook for exercise, though. Once I got the boys settled down for their respective naps/quiet time, I threw on my workout clothes and queued up the 30-Day Shred workout. It’s still ridiculously hard, but as with running, I’ve learned to talk myself into FINISHING instead of QUITTING or even SLOWING.

Yep, that’s what it means to NEVER BETRAY.

Scream

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neil-gaiman-quoteSometimes my life is a real scream…like literally. See, there are three little people in my world, and they have all these feelings that they don’t always know how to interpret, and sometimes, despite the fact that they are excellent communicators for their ages, they just can’t tell me what’s wrong, thus the screaming.

Monday was definitely one of those days when words just weren’t working for anybody and nap time couldn’t get here soon enough. And with everyone feeling so out of control, going to the gym just wasn’t happening. And after a weekend of too many “treats,” I was struggling with feeling depressed and completely out of steam.

It’s amazing to me how just going over my calorie goal one or even two days has the ability to make me feel like a failure. It’s kind of ridiculous. We’re talking about a little extra food here. FOOD! It’s a great part of being human, but it should NOT be this powerful in my life.  Read the rest of this entry