Going back a couple months when I half-heartedly began running, roughly following the couch to 5k program. I really only ended up following the plan for week 1 and 2, and did those in 3 weeks instead of the prescribed 2. I have always had pretty much a hate-hate relationship with running. This time it was a bit different. No, I didn't enjoy the running. But I definitely enjoyed the result. I didn't lose much weight (3 pounds) but I lost 3.5 inches and about a size in just about a month. All of this by changing nothing other than going running for 20 minutes 2-3 times a week.
Having slacked off a bit on the running, I've noticed results the other way--my belly wasn't ever flat, but it's certainly less flat that it was. In an effort to help motivate myself as well as hubby, we came up with a deal.
~We each will run 3 times a week.
The reward/penalty section of the deal is still under discussion. :) Here was my suggestion: when I run my 3x and he doesn't, hubby would then take care of both girls while making (and cleaning up from) dinner. ALL while I enjoyed time to myself. Sounds fabulous to me! His suggestion is that when he meets his goal for the whole month, he gets to go buy himself a book. Seems like if he's gonna get what he wants (and really what I want in him running) I'm gonna have to change my part of that.
I'm still thinking. ;)
Monday was my first run, with 2 kids, no less. I made it, but barely. Huffing and puffing from pushing 75+ extra pounds of kid and stroller, wheeled or not. All in all, it went well. I stocked the girls up with snacks and toys and off we went. I figured out that if I kept the earpiece from the mp3 player in one ear, I could still hear the girls. Works for me!
Oh, and a really cool tool that I found to track my mileage and even a rough estimate of calories burned: gmaps pedometer. I live in a subdivision and I could track pretty much my EXACT route (from my front door.) Very fun!
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Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Milestones abound
You know you're in trouble when you have to start moving things up higher and higher to keep them out of reach of the little ones.
B can now boost herself up onto the counter (or anywhere, really) using her little stool. From there she can get anywhere. She can get the milk out of the frig when it is on a lower shelf. She can DEFINITELY get the chocolate syrup. She can get a cup. Can we say chocolate milk, folks? That's what I was envisioning all over my kitchen floor (and my daughter) when I came down the stairs today. I actually caught her before the milk left the jug, but it was a close call. Goodness, who would think to warn a 3 year old not to pour herself chocolate milk??? Apparently not me!
K can now get anywhere in about 3 minutes flat. Why, you ask? Well, she's crawling. She'll almost effortlessly go from lying on her back to crawling, then up to a sitting position and back down again. From watching Robbie, who can pull up, she's started grabbing onto something and pulling--she's not going up, yet, but I can see it coming. Know what else I see coming? Lots of bumps and bruises. With a wee bit of help, K crawled up the two little stairs between the family room and the dining room, scooted around on the hardwood for a bit, then started going back down. We got her flipped around in time, with only a laugh and a "I haven't seen you move that fast for a long time" comment from Daddy. Then she promptly tried to roll off the side of the stair. Has it really been that long since B did this? Goodness!!
Oh, and K got tooth #5 yesterday. Top right front tooth. It joins it's friends the left front top tooth and the three on the bottom. Just waiting to join the party is the slow little booger on the left side on the bottom. We keep thinking that we'll see it, but it stubbornly remains JUST hidden. I'm sure it will show up. Soon. I hope.
OK, just one more. My wonderful mother-in-law took me shopping last weekend. She got me a few clothes. They were a size 10. :) I love it! I'm now 4 pounds from my low after B. The low that happened rather effortlessly I now know. The low that didn't stick because I didn't have to work at it. The low that was 15 pounds lower that when I got pregnant with K. That very same low that I would like to get lower than--14 pounds lower than. I'm 4 pounds from the first low. Eighteen from the second. I'll get there. I promise. BUT, a size 10 is moving in the right direction.
B can now boost herself up onto the counter (or anywhere, really) using her little stool. From there she can get anywhere. She can get the milk out of the frig when it is on a lower shelf. She can DEFINITELY get the chocolate syrup. She can get a cup. Can we say chocolate milk, folks? That's what I was envisioning all over my kitchen floor (and my daughter) when I came down the stairs today. I actually caught her before the milk left the jug, but it was a close call. Goodness, who would think to warn a 3 year old not to pour herself chocolate milk??? Apparently not me!
K can now get anywhere in about 3 minutes flat. Why, you ask? Well, she's crawling. She'll almost effortlessly go from lying on her back to crawling, then up to a sitting position and back down again. From watching Robbie, who can pull up, she's started grabbing onto something and pulling--she's not going up, yet, but I can see it coming. Know what else I see coming? Lots of bumps and bruises. With a wee bit of help, K crawled up the two little stairs between the family room and the dining room, scooted around on the hardwood for a bit, then started going back down. We got her flipped around in time, with only a laugh and a "I haven't seen you move that fast for a long time" comment from Daddy. Then she promptly tried to roll off the side of the stair. Has it really been that long since B did this? Goodness!!
Oh, and K got tooth #5 yesterday. Top right front tooth. It joins it's friends the left front top tooth and the three on the bottom. Just waiting to join the party is the slow little booger on the left side on the bottom. We keep thinking that we'll see it, but it stubbornly remains JUST hidden. I'm sure it will show up. Soon. I hope.
OK, just one more. My wonderful mother-in-law took me shopping last weekend. She got me a few clothes. They were a size 10. :) I love it! I'm now 4 pounds from my low after B. The low that happened rather effortlessly I now know. The low that didn't stick because I didn't have to work at it. The low that was 15 pounds lower that when I got pregnant with K. That very same low that I would like to get lower than--14 pounds lower than. I'm 4 pounds from the first low. Eighteen from the second. I'll get there. I promise. BUT, a size 10 is moving in the right direction.
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