Late Nights

I've been so incredibly busy that I'm finding myself on the treadmill at 10 - 11 P.M. Today I made it back to the gym.....are you ready????????? at 1 p.m. I knew I had monthly reports to write, boys to get ready for a civics camp, dinner to cook, shopping to do, yada, yada, yada.

Yesterday found me up at 7:00, making breakfast, getting everyone out into the freezing cold and off to basketball. S had a double-header, Perry took her. I coached J-Man's last game and then headed to S's game. She did great and then we all went to M's game. Arrived home just in time to quickly make a birthday card and head on out.

Perry decided at the last minute to stay home which meant a long day for me. It was nice to see my friend at the birthday party. Since Perry didn't come I stayed and helped out. We left around 5 p.m. to snow, snow and snow and grumpy kids. BUT, there was no time to be grumpy because we had stuff to do, things to accomplish and all that.

After a few hundred or so and lots of complaints and mumbling and grumbling by those who will remain nameless we had suits, shoes and new jeans for the older two. I decided (even though I didn't want to spend money on eating out) that we would eat out and see if we could improve moods.

Didn't work as well as I hoped but off to Target to get the two middle ones the game they were buying with their own money. Grumpiness prevailed. I, ahem, attempted to ignore said grumpiness.

By the time we arrived at the car one of my dear sons mentioned my patience and thanked me for it. I'm hear to tell you that while they may have only seen patience (I was attempting to set an example, after all) I was COMPLETELY OUT OF IT inside.

We arrived, still snowing and icy, at home around 8 p.m. I was exhausted and mentally worn out. I walked everyone inside, told Perry I was going to visit a friend and took off. I rarely do that but I was looking for something that didn't involve refereering or patience (which I didn't have any of).

Had a great time with friend and arrived home (still snowing) around 11:30.

Guess what I hadn't done?

Treadmill.

20 minutes later....I went to bed, after telling the kids I would wake up early and take them to church.

Yi, Yi, Yi.

Day I'm Not Sure/100

What a week and a half this has been. M brought home a nasty flu-like illness the same day Perry brought home a nasty cold. 2 days later I had both. It was awesome. Just kidding. It wasn't really.

However, after taking some medicine and before it wore off I stepped cautiously on the treadmill, walking for 20 minutes. I continued this for the next week, keeping with my 100 day streak.

I knew going in to this that the chance that I wouldn't get sick for 100 days was slim to none.

Once the illness lessened its grip on my lungs and joints I was ready to head back to the gym AND......it snowed. Being the ever-loving wife that I am I begged and pleaded with Perry to take the suburban. He has this little dinky car and it's a long way to work where the roads are either mountainous and curvy or the freeway. The kids and I have gladly stayed home for 3 days so Perry could wake at 5 in the morning and head out driving the suburban on the very icy roads.

The winter storm is supposed to be over and I'm hoping to make it back to the gym tomorrow or Sunday. If that doesn't work out I have the treadmill here.

Day 37/100

Still going strong. Yesterday brought a very sick Perry and an attempt to finish up our paperwork for the flood. While Perry napped, J-Man and I headed to the gym. I didn't want a repeat of the previous night which found me on the treadmill at 10 p.m. I was/am so proud of J-Man. I have shown him how to work the settings and how to figure out if he is on track for the 5K we are going to run as a family in May.

His job while at the gym is to walk/run/jog 1.6 miles in 30 minutes. He walked/ran/jogged, adjusting accordingly and even running at 5.6 when he realized he wasn't quite close enough.

I worked on the erg, ergging (I wonder if that's a word) 1000 m. It felt good. I'm going to add that to my work out.

I'm not sure what to say about my weight loss. I've lost all of 2.5 pounds. I would be completely discouraged if I hadn't gone down 1.5 sizes. I'm in the smallest clothes I own. I can run easily on the treadmill. It feels good. I would still like to see the scale actually go down though. A friend sent me a video about a girl who has gone from a 14 to a size 4 and only lost 15 pounds doing it. Good timing on her part!

I'm going to start adding in some weight training. So far I've mostly done cardio. I'm also going to attempt to go to a Zumba class offered in the morning hour since with basketball going on I haven't made it to an evening class in forever.

It has felt great to succeed in working out for 37 days straight.