Macy felt a little left out since she didn't have a stocking, so she brought one back from the North Pole when she visited Santa last night!
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Elf On The Shelf...10
It looks like Macy thinks the gingerbread house is her house! She sat decorated the front with a snowman!
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Elf On The Shelf...9
Macy brought Morgan her own small tree, decorated with glittery pink ornaments!
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Friday, November 30, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Ten on Tuesday
1. We are going to the Motley Crue/Kiss concert tomorrow night! It will be the 1st concert for us as a couple since I was 8 weeks pregnant!! She just turned 5!
2. The back to school nights have left me exhausted. I didn't expect them to be so time consuming.
3. Morgan loves wearing a uniform to school, and she thinks having homework is the coolest thing ever!
4. Work has been crazy hectic but we have had some awesome wins lately. Makes it all worth it, I suppose.
5. I'm still working out like crazy. The scale doesn't seem to notice all the effort I put into it, at least not lately! Down 30lbs in 18 months. It didn't take that long to lose it, but I have been maintaining it that long so thats good! 63lbs total since I had mini-me....the one that just turned 5!
6. We don't get to go to Florida this October and I am majorly bummed about it! Darn school schedules!
7. I love the Olympics. I bet you can't guess where I have been parked every night for the past week and a half!
8. I really need to get back to logging my my meals on MyFitnessPal. Then maybe the scale would acknowledge some of my hard work! Oh well, maintaining over the summer is reward enough. I'll focus on losing in the winter!
9. I can't wait till October. I'm getting my legs "fixed"! I have the ugliest bumpy veins and they are going away finally...and insurance is paying for it...and I am stoked!
10. Lesson learned this week: When you buy new spray sunscreen, open it and spray it before you head to the pool to make sure it works. If not you might end up with a really goofy looking burn on your hip because the sunscreen wouldn't spray out well.
2. The back to school nights have left me exhausted. I didn't expect them to be so time consuming.
3. Morgan loves wearing a uniform to school, and she thinks having homework is the coolest thing ever!
4. Work has been crazy hectic but we have had some awesome wins lately. Makes it all worth it, I suppose.
5. I'm still working out like crazy. The scale doesn't seem to notice all the effort I put into it, at least not lately! Down 30lbs in 18 months. It didn't take that long to lose it, but I have been maintaining it that long so thats good! 63lbs total since I had mini-me....the one that just turned 5!
6. We don't get to go to Florida this October and I am majorly bummed about it! Darn school schedules!
7. I love the Olympics. I bet you can't guess where I have been parked every night for the past week and a half!
8. I really need to get back to logging my my meals on MyFitnessPal. Then maybe the scale would acknowledge some of my hard work! Oh well, maintaining over the summer is reward enough. I'll focus on losing in the winter!
9. I can't wait till October. I'm getting my legs "fixed"! I have the ugliest bumpy veins and they are going away finally...and insurance is paying for it...and I am stoked!
10. Lesson learned this week: When you buy new spray sunscreen, open it and spray it before you head to the pool to make sure it works. If not you might end up with a really goofy looking burn on your hip because the sunscreen wouldn't spray out well.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
I'm a runner!
Up until today, I haven't called myself a runner.
For the past 18 months, I have been running...but I haven't been consistant enough to consider myself an actual runner. I have completed three 5K races, but still didn't think of myself as a runner.
But I think I can officially call myself a runner now!
I started running 18 months ago, after a challenge from a friend. I was overweight and unhappy and knew I needed to do something about it. I didn't really want to run, but it sounded like something that would get me closer to my goal. So I bought an old treadmill from a friend and started "training" for a 10K. I had no idea what I was doing. Not to mention, I was so out of shape. I didn't really have a chance at running that first 10K that we made as our goal...but I didn't know better at that point either! I started out running for a minute, walking for two.
I had some obstacles right from the start. I had terrible shin splints and I kept getting sick that winter/spring. Needless to say, I was not ready by Memorial Day, which was our goal to run the 10K. But I didn't give up. I started my training over that June, and ran my 1st 5K by the middle of August! What a great feeling that was!
I continued to run and train...and ran another 5K on Thanksgiving day. And then I stopped running. I didn't run again...not even on a treadmill.
...till St Patricks day. The weather was beautiful, very unusual weather for Colorado in March. So I decided to run the big St Patrick's Day 5K. But I had not been running at all. I literally decided that two days before the race! and I did it! I finished the race, but I walked some of it. And then I quit running again!
You see, I don't really "love" to run. So its hard to stick with a long term training program. But, I really want runners legs. I need to find some sort of balance!
The past month I have run 3 times, I think. Often I will run on the treadmill at the gym on Friday mornings. Usually, my treadmill runs amount to 2 or 3 miles. In fact, I had never run more than 3.1 miles before today.
Anyway, last night a friend sent me a text to see if I wanted to run a 10K in the morning. My first response was "Are you smoking crack"...followed by a "sure, what the heck!" I agreed to it, even though I had not been training. I figured I could run the typical 3 miles and then walk the rest.
Instead...I ran the entire thing! 6.2 miles! I didn't walk any of it! I'm not sure what happened exactly, but I started out strong and felt good much longer than I expected. When I got to the 4 mile mark I decided I would stop at 5 miles. Well I ran and ran, and never saw the 5 mile marker. At some point I looked at my ipod and it said 1hr 7 minutes. I figured I was either running really slow or I must have passed the 5 mile mark somehow. The next thing I knew, there were a bunch of people ahead of me and I was at the 6 mile mark. I couldn't stop then, I only had .2 miles to go. So I ran my heart out and crossed the finish line!
I didn't think I could do it, but what an amazing feeling it was!
I'm a runner now!
For the past 18 months, I have been running...but I haven't been consistant enough to consider myself an actual runner. I have completed three 5K races, but still didn't think of myself as a runner.
But I think I can officially call myself a runner now!
I started running 18 months ago, after a challenge from a friend. I was overweight and unhappy and knew I needed to do something about it. I didn't really want to run, but it sounded like something that would get me closer to my goal. So I bought an old treadmill from a friend and started "training" for a 10K. I had no idea what I was doing. Not to mention, I was so out of shape. I didn't really have a chance at running that first 10K that we made as our goal...but I didn't know better at that point either! I started out running for a minute, walking for two.
I had some obstacles right from the start. I had terrible shin splints and I kept getting sick that winter/spring. Needless to say, I was not ready by Memorial Day, which was our goal to run the 10K. But I didn't give up. I started my training over that June, and ran my 1st 5K by the middle of August! What a great feeling that was!
I continued to run and train...and ran another 5K on Thanksgiving day. And then I stopped running. I didn't run again...not even on a treadmill.
...till St Patricks day. The weather was beautiful, very unusual weather for Colorado in March. So I decided to run the big St Patrick's Day 5K. But I had not been running at all. I literally decided that two days before the race! and I did it! I finished the race, but I walked some of it. And then I quit running again!
You see, I don't really "love" to run. So its hard to stick with a long term training program. But, I really want runners legs. I need to find some sort of balance!
The past month I have run 3 times, I think. Often I will run on the treadmill at the gym on Friday mornings. Usually, my treadmill runs amount to 2 or 3 miles. In fact, I had never run more than 3.1 miles before today.
Anyway, last night a friend sent me a text to see if I wanted to run a 10K in the morning. My first response was "Are you smoking crack"...followed by a "sure, what the heck!" I agreed to it, even though I had not been training. I figured I could run the typical 3 miles and then walk the rest.
Instead...I ran the entire thing! 6.2 miles! I didn't walk any of it! I'm not sure what happened exactly, but I started out strong and felt good much longer than I expected. When I got to the 4 mile mark I decided I would stop at 5 miles. Well I ran and ran, and never saw the 5 mile marker. At some point I looked at my ipod and it said 1hr 7 minutes. I figured I was either running really slow or I must have passed the 5 mile mark somehow. The next thing I knew, there were a bunch of people ahead of me and I was at the 6 mile mark. I couldn't stop then, I only had .2 miles to go. So I ran my heart out and crossed the finish line!
I didn't think I could do it, but what an amazing feeling it was!
I'm a runner now!
Saturday, March 24, 2012
An athlete?!
The other day I was talking with a friend about fitness, weight loss, athletes etc. She mentioned something about me being an athlete, and I laughed it off.
I have never been an athlete. I have never even come close to describing myself with the term athlete. In school I didn't play any sports, unless you consider marching in the band as a sport! :) I have never been able to run further than maybe three houses down the street after the dog. Even in the military, I lucked out and joined during the time period when they hooked you up to a machine, had you ride a bike for a few minutes and considered you "fit" for the annual fitness test. Running in formation was something you suffered through in basic training but you never actually ran "PT" like they require in today's Air Force! In fact I can only recall one time in my life where I even worked out on a regular basis for longer than a month or two. I believe it was in 1999, we lived within walking distance to a gym and started going every morning with a neighbor of ours. We did that for just about a year before we all dropped off the band wagon and never went again!
Then something changed. In December 2010, right after I returned home from my grandma's funeral, I started working out. I used the elliptical in our basement a couple times a week and it just about killed me because I had not worked out regularily for at least 10 years, and had not worked out at all in probably 5 years. We bought the elliptical machine a month before I found out I was pregnant with Morgan. I figured since I couldn't get pregnant, I might as well get my ass in shape. We see how that worked out! I have a nearly 5 year old daughter now! :)
Anyway, after a couple weeks of working out, a friend challenged me to run in a 10K five months later. I'm not really sure why I agreed, since I was not a runner. I guess I knew deep down that I needed to do something to get in shape and figured why not. So I bought an old treadmill from a friend for $100 and started running. Well it was more of a run/walk but I was doing it three nights a week. Within 6 weeks I had increased the length of running and shortened the length of walking a little bit. I had not lost a single pound but I was wearing pants that were one size smaller. We decided to join a fancy gym by our house at that point, and four months later I was 25lbs smaller and 3 sizes smaller than the day I joined the gym!
I go to the gym every week day morning at 5am. I am there on the weekend days more times than not. In the summer I spend entirely too much time there sitting by the pool on the weekends, but thats a whole 'nother story! Anyway, I take all sorts of classes, I am constantly pushing and challenging myself. I have run in three 5K races now, I have completed The Manitou Incline twice and am 31lbs lighter than the day I joined the gym. I am 61lbs lighter than the day I had my daughter!
And you know what...now that I think about it. Maybe I am an athlete. I'm not sure what exactly is required to be considered an athlete, but I am a hell of a lot closer to it now than I have ever been before! I don't run super fast, I am not as good as most of the people in the Athletic Conditioning class on Wednesday mornings, and you won't see me compete in a tri-athlon anytime soon....but by golly I am pretty darn proud of myself!
There is something really awesome about running in a 5K and seeing that finish line ahead. The icing on the cake is giving your daughter a high five just before you run across that finish line!
I have never been an athlete. I have never even come close to describing myself with the term athlete. In school I didn't play any sports, unless you consider marching in the band as a sport! :) I have never been able to run further than maybe three houses down the street after the dog. Even in the military, I lucked out and joined during the time period when they hooked you up to a machine, had you ride a bike for a few minutes and considered you "fit" for the annual fitness test. Running in formation was something you suffered through in basic training but you never actually ran "PT" like they require in today's Air Force! In fact I can only recall one time in my life where I even worked out on a regular basis for longer than a month or two. I believe it was in 1999, we lived within walking distance to a gym and started going every morning with a neighbor of ours. We did that for just about a year before we all dropped off the band wagon and never went again!
Then something changed. In December 2010, right after I returned home from my grandma's funeral, I started working out. I used the elliptical in our basement a couple times a week and it just about killed me because I had not worked out regularily for at least 10 years, and had not worked out at all in probably 5 years. We bought the elliptical machine a month before I found out I was pregnant with Morgan. I figured since I couldn't get pregnant, I might as well get my ass in shape. We see how that worked out! I have a nearly 5 year old daughter now! :)
Anyway, after a couple weeks of working out, a friend challenged me to run in a 10K five months later. I'm not really sure why I agreed, since I was not a runner. I guess I knew deep down that I needed to do something to get in shape and figured why not. So I bought an old treadmill from a friend for $100 and started running. Well it was more of a run/walk but I was doing it three nights a week. Within 6 weeks I had increased the length of running and shortened the length of walking a little bit. I had not lost a single pound but I was wearing pants that were one size smaller. We decided to join a fancy gym by our house at that point, and four months later I was 25lbs smaller and 3 sizes smaller than the day I joined the gym!
I go to the gym every week day morning at 5am. I am there on the weekend days more times than not. In the summer I spend entirely too much time there sitting by the pool on the weekends, but thats a whole 'nother story! Anyway, I take all sorts of classes, I am constantly pushing and challenging myself. I have run in three 5K races now, I have completed The Manitou Incline twice and am 31lbs lighter than the day I joined the gym. I am 61lbs lighter than the day I had my daughter!
And you know what...now that I think about it. Maybe I am an athlete. I'm not sure what exactly is required to be considered an athlete, but I am a hell of a lot closer to it now than I have ever been before! I don't run super fast, I am not as good as most of the people in the Athletic Conditioning class on Wednesday mornings, and you won't see me compete in a tri-athlon anytime soon....but by golly I am pretty darn proud of myself!
There is something really awesome about running in a 5K and seeing that finish line ahead. The icing on the cake is giving your daughter a high five just before you run across that finish line!
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