EEK! Hi there. I'm feeling a little sheepish right now since my last post was on April 6th. It's amazing how easy it is to fall off the wagon. We took a bit of a hiatus on our work-out, but I'm proud to say we are back! Life gets busy and some reason, working out took a back seat to everything else. So we were off schedule for a week and a half, but started back again on Monday and have been bringing it ever since.
I will say though, that while we may not have been working on our physical wellness, our journey emotionally and spiritually was (and is) still going strong. I went to a two-day leadership conference for nonprofit organizations which was AWESOME, my work (Volunteers In Medicine Clinic - check us out at http://www.vim-clinic.org/) held our annual auction event which had me running and raised over $250,000 AND Steven and I have been working together as partners really, really well. So while p90x took a back seat to life, the rest of our journey moved forward. And that is success in my book.
I don't have a lot else to report right now. Work is super slammed right now, life is moving quickly with upcoming birthday parties for both girls, our anniversary and of course Easter, Mother's Day and Father's Day, so my head is spinning.
All I can say is... make time for yourself. That is one thing I missed about working out. It's an hour for myself. Just for me. Me and Tony Horton telling me what to do (that bastard!). I love that hour and I'm glad I'm back into it. And also... if you do fall off the horse, get back up. You'll be proud that you did.
Much love!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Chef's Night Out
What an awesome night we had last night! I was given tickets to Chef's Night Out, which is an annual benefit for Food For Lane County (check it out here http://www.foodforlanecounty.org/). It's an event where over 50 area restaurants, wineries and breweries come together and provide samples of their food. All proceeds go to Food For Lane County and let me tell you... it was AMAZING. Steven and I had an absolute blast! You would think we ate a ton, but since all the servings are a single bite (or two maybe), and we made the concious decision to stay away from pasta, we actually didn't eat any more than we would have had at dinner. But every bite was delicious (minus a weird smoked fish taco that tasted like tobacco... won't be going to that place anytime soon). We even skipped majority of the desserts, and those that we did try, we only took a single bite instead of eating the whole thing. Huge steps!
Here we are on our way out:
So after our rest night (and a fabulous, fun one at that!), tonight was the start of week four. After three weeks of this journey, I'm really seeing a difference. Not only in my physical appearance, but in my mental and emotional state as well. I'm calmer, I'm more patient and I'm happier. Not eating all the crap, taking care of myself, and working hard are really changing my life. Steven feels the same way. We've got a long way to go, but I'm pretty happy with the path we are on.
Oh... and getting up early in the morning? Yeah... really not my style. Did it twice, hasn't happened again. A snuggly baby and a warm bed keep me firmly anchored until the final buzz of the alarm forces me out of bed. But that's okay.
Push forward, whatever goal you have. You can reach it. We are, a day at a time.
Much Love!
Here we are on our way out:
So after our rest night (and a fabulous, fun one at that!), tonight was the start of week four. After three weeks of this journey, I'm really seeing a difference. Not only in my physical appearance, but in my mental and emotional state as well. I'm calmer, I'm more patient and I'm happier. Not eating all the crap, taking care of myself, and working hard are really changing my life. Steven feels the same way. We've got a long way to go, but I'm pretty happy with the path we are on.
Oh... and getting up early in the morning? Yeah... really not my style. Did it twice, hasn't happened again. A snuggly baby and a warm bed keep me firmly anchored until the final buzz of the alarm forces me out of bed. But that's okay.
Push forward, whatever goal you have. You can reach it. We are, a day at a time.
Much Love!
Friday, April 1, 2011
A beautiful day!
Nothing like the sunshine to bring out the smiles all across town! After a month straight of rain (per the newspaper, we got at least a trace of rain every single day in March), I was so happy for such a gorgeous day.
The past two mornings I've been getting up early to work out and it's been fabulous! But this morning I bailed on that idea because after a rough week of teething for Emberlyn, she finally had a good, solid night of sleep and I was enjoying it right along with her. But around 7:00 tonight, the realization that I had a workout to do was starting to weigh on me. You see, we took Emberlyn swimming today, then went to an amazing fundraiser Susannah and her 7th grade class put on to help Japan (Susannah even got up and spoke, I was so proud I cried!) and then after all the excitement we came home and Steven headed off to the batting cages.
All I wanted to do was relax. Maybe space out on some TV. Fall asleep early. You know... be lazy. I thought about skipping my workout. I'll be honest, it didn't appeal to me in the least and I thought "what can it hurt, it's just one workout". Steven got home from the batting cages and I told him I was tired and didn't think I was going to do my workout. I kind of expected (hoped) he would say "that's okay, we did go swim for an hour, just skip it, relax". But he didn't. He instead pointed out how great I would feel when I was done (yeah... right) and how I should just get up and do it. I hated him a little at that moment. Then he said "and look at you, your belly is shrinking, you've already started to thin out and it has only been two weeks!" And that my friends is what got my lazy, sit around and do nothing, fall asleep early butt off the couch. He was right! I have already lost inches. My stomach is smaller. My abs are getting back in shape. My hips don't hurt anymore. This is good stuff!
So here I am, at 11:00 on a Friday night, just having finished my workout. Guess what? I feel amazing. Awesome. Energized. Accomplished. It was totally worth it.
Now, a quick note about the fundraiser tonight. I'm a professional fundraiser. It's what I do for a living. I also give my time to charity. Since Susannah was very little, I've shown her both by example and by having her help me, what it means to give back. When her 7th grade class was asked by their teacher if they wanted to do something to help, Susannah jumped right in to take on not just a coin drive, or a bake sale, but a "Concert for Japan". We are talking donated pizza, a bake sale, a coin drive, three bands and a dance crew. Flyers, press releases, the works. Susannah and I go through a lot. She's a moody 12-year old girl. We butt heads. A lot. To see her take the lead on something so big and important, to see it be successful and to know that she has learned that from me... well I can't even put into words how it makes me feel. I am beaming with pride. It's like she really does look up to me. And that is one of the best things a mother could ask for.
It was a beautiful day today.
Much love!
The past two mornings I've been getting up early to work out and it's been fabulous! But this morning I bailed on that idea because after a rough week of teething for Emberlyn, she finally had a good, solid night of sleep and I was enjoying it right along with her. But around 7:00 tonight, the realization that I had a workout to do was starting to weigh on me. You see, we took Emberlyn swimming today, then went to an amazing fundraiser Susannah and her 7th grade class put on to help Japan (Susannah even got up and spoke, I was so proud I cried!) and then after all the excitement we came home and Steven headed off to the batting cages.
All I wanted to do was relax. Maybe space out on some TV. Fall asleep early. You know... be lazy. I thought about skipping my workout. I'll be honest, it didn't appeal to me in the least and I thought "what can it hurt, it's just one workout". Steven got home from the batting cages and I told him I was tired and didn't think I was going to do my workout. I kind of expected (hoped) he would say "that's okay, we did go swim for an hour, just skip it, relax". But he didn't. He instead pointed out how great I would feel when I was done (yeah... right) and how I should just get up and do it. I hated him a little at that moment. Then he said "and look at you, your belly is shrinking, you've already started to thin out and it has only been two weeks!" And that my friends is what got my lazy, sit around and do nothing, fall asleep early butt off the couch. He was right! I have already lost inches. My stomach is smaller. My abs are getting back in shape. My hips don't hurt anymore. This is good stuff!
So here I am, at 11:00 on a Friday night, just having finished my workout. Guess what? I feel amazing. Awesome. Energized. Accomplished. It was totally worth it.
Now, a quick note about the fundraiser tonight. I'm a professional fundraiser. It's what I do for a living. I also give my time to charity. Since Susannah was very little, I've shown her both by example and by having her help me, what it means to give back. When her 7th grade class was asked by their teacher if they wanted to do something to help, Susannah jumped right in to take on not just a coin drive, or a bake sale, but a "Concert for Japan". We are talking donated pizza, a bake sale, a coin drive, three bands and a dance crew. Flyers, press releases, the works. Susannah and I go through a lot. She's a moody 12-year old girl. We butt heads. A lot. To see her take the lead on something so big and important, to see it be successful and to know that she has learned that from me... well I can't even put into words how it makes me feel. I am beaming with pride. It's like she really does look up to me. And that is one of the best things a mother could ask for.
It was a beautiful day today.
Much love!
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