Friday, December 17, 2010
First day of Workout
Ok so now I am going to put myself on a challenge. My son graduates from College this summer and I have a HUGE family reunion coming up. I need to lose weight. I was/am so embarrassed by the photos in my daughters graduation pictures from this past summer I dont want to repeat it. I have struggled getting out of bed to go to the gym. So I tried to go at night. I think about all day long so why in the world am I not going? I just think about it but sit and do nothing. Self defeating and I dont even know why. So today, I went. Got up, put the dogs out, fed them and jumped in the car and drove to the gym. That part was the hardest. Once I got in, I had no problem getting on the treadmill and started my walk... 3.0 and 1.0 incline. set for 30 minutes. Now normally I am lucky to do 2.7 for 15 minutes but I was hoping I would be able to do this. I even drank a muscle milk light. Then the trainer came over and started talking to me. Some 20 something year old kid, but he started asking me questions and kept me talking for 38 minutes..!!! I was soo happy. 3 free training lessons from it too!! Then I went to McDonalds and picked up a fruit and yogurt parfait and then Carls for a Cranberry, Apple and Walnut salad with grilled chicken. OMG I am so proud of myself! Oh and a poweraide! So far so good! Let's see what tomorrow holds me :)
Friday, December 10, 2010
Day two-Christmas Story
Yawn..ok tired as heck today. Emotional roller coaster. So now I am about to start a story...just for the heck of it. :) Its my Christmas story, trying to make someone smile...even if its just me.
The little girl looked out the window of her bedroom and sighed. She knew today was going to be hard. All her friends were going to be busy getting ready for Christmas. They had family coming over for the whole week, some even longer than that. She didn't have any family out here. Her aunts and uncles lived very far away in another state.
This meant that she would have no one to play with for a while and that made her sad. She was happiest when she was outside playing with all her friends. Most of them were boys but that didn't matter to her, because she loved playing all the sports and was just as good if not better in many of them.
With another heavy sigh she got up and went into the kitchen. Her mom was there washing dishes.
"Mom, is anyone coming over for Christmas?" she asked hopeful to not hear the same answer she hears every year.
"Why yes as a matter of fact" her mother said, "your Grandpa is coming this year, he just called"
"GRANDPA??!!" She yelled as she jumped off the chair she just sat in. "Really? he is really coming over?"
"Yes" her mother replied. "he will be here in a few hours actually."
She loved her Grandpa so much. She secretly believed he was the real Santa Claus. He looked just like him and laughed like him too. Oh how wonderful, she thought, someone is coming to our house! Someone she loved so much too!
... to be continued...
The little girl looked out the window of her bedroom and sighed. She knew today was going to be hard. All her friends were going to be busy getting ready for Christmas. They had family coming over for the whole week, some even longer than that. She didn't have any family out here. Her aunts and uncles lived very far away in another state.
This meant that she would have no one to play with for a while and that made her sad. She was happiest when she was outside playing with all her friends. Most of them were boys but that didn't matter to her, because she loved playing all the sports and was just as good if not better in many of them.
With another heavy sigh she got up and went into the kitchen. Her mom was there washing dishes.
"Mom, is anyone coming over for Christmas?" she asked hopeful to not hear the same answer she hears every year.
"Why yes as a matter of fact" her mother said, "your Grandpa is coming this year, he just called"
"GRANDPA??!!" She yelled as she jumped off the chair she just sat in. "Really? he is really coming over?"
"Yes" her mother replied. "he will be here in a few hours actually."
She loved her Grandpa so much. She secretly believed he was the real Santa Claus. He looked just like him and laughed like him too. Oh how wonderful, she thought, someone is coming to our house! Someone she loved so much too!
... to be continued...
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Day One... First ever blog
Ok so today is my first ever blog. This is mainly for me to write down what I am feeling, how and why and maybe ask a few questions if anyone cares to read and answer. My life... here is what I am dealing with... a job issue (cant blog too much on that), Marriage broken after 23 years, and together for 27, living in a house with other people..trying to offset the income issues. And of course the flack I am getting because I went from being a true blond to a super dark brunette...
So this is the interesting scene, I have always been blonde living in a state where that is the 'norm' whether natural or from a bottle. Now I have allowed my hairdresser basically free reign with my hair since I dont really care as long as its not purple, green, pink or blue. So I walked out with super dark (almost jet black) hair with a slight red tint... hmm... well it was a shocker for me to look in the mirror and see this new color on my face! Now I get so many different responses and reactions and I am floored. REALLY? So, now I wonder why people are so caught up in the fact I changed my color...(REMEMBER I didnt choose it). I have: "you are having a midlife crisis", "You just want to look younger", "You are trying to 'fit in'"... soooo... I am confused...does this mean everyone hates it and doesnt have the heart to say so? I have had others that do not know me see my license and tell me they like the darker better. hMMMM... Makes me wonder why someone has to have a REASON to do something other than ..its just hair WHO REALLY CARES?
So this is the interesting scene, I have always been blonde living in a state where that is the 'norm' whether natural or from a bottle. Now I have allowed my hairdresser basically free reign with my hair since I dont really care as long as its not purple, green, pink or blue. So I walked out with super dark (almost jet black) hair with a slight red tint... hmm... well it was a shocker for me to look in the mirror and see this new color on my face! Now I get so many different responses and reactions and I am floored. REALLY? So, now I wonder why people are so caught up in the fact I changed my color...(REMEMBER I didnt choose it). I have: "you are having a midlife crisis", "You just want to look younger", "You are trying to 'fit in'"... soooo... I am confused...does this mean everyone hates it and doesnt have the heart to say so? I have had others that do not know me see my license and tell me they like the darker better. hMMMM... Makes me wonder why someone has to have a REASON to do something other than ..its just hair WHO REALLY CARES?
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