Our Dream Yard

Cim and I recently dug up our parking strip and put some gravel and plants down. It was a lot of back breaking labor.  Especially since we did it in the middle of the hottest day last week :/ I don't remember the last time I worked that hard. Im sure that there will be more days like that to come but I will just count those days as my workout!

I dont have any real pictures of our yard on my tablet but here is a doodle of what we would like the finished product to look like!  We can dream can't we?

As Rihanna would sing... SOS Please, someone help me.

I've REALLY sucked it up for the last... I donno... MONTH?   I'm about ready to give up on my 300 mile goal because I fee so far behind.  I thought of how embarrassing it was going to be because I've blogged about it.  I don't know how I feel about the fact that I started this goal or that I've made it public.  Sometimes I think things through too much, and other times I just jump in and am really passionate and dedicated for a while and then I either fizzle out or just stop altogether.   Right now, I'm feeling my dedication slip away and I don't really care if people know that I'm a quitter or not.

But it sucks to start something and do so well and then stop.  It makes me feel like I can't be dedicated to what I set my mind to.  Now, I need to find the motivation to start again. Bleh.  I'm thinking a gym membership might help mix things up a little.  But I don't want to pay for something that might not work. SEE?  I'm doing it again.  THINKING about it too, much.

I'm sharing this because I want people to know I'm human, and I'm not perfect (far from).  All I see on facebook are success posts about how far they ran, but I never see the story of how they got there.  Do they even struggle?  I just want everyone to know that isn't real life.  It's scary to be the example, but maybe other people will start sharing their true stories and encourage and empower all of us instead of making us feel less than because our fastest mile is 12 minutes and theirs is 8.

Jus sayin.

Shout out to my baby gurl!

Our little bug turned 9 months today!! I can't believe it.  It feels like we just brought her home yesterday, but then I think of each time I've woken up in the middle of the night. Yeah, 9 months feels just about right!  She has brought so much happiness into our lives.  She is the beginning, middle, and end to my days and I wouldn't want it any other way.  We can't wait to watch and help her continue to grow!

{Favorites}
Heater vents
Chords to anything
Finding itty bitty things in the carpet
Bouncing piggy
Oatmeal cereal
Carrots
Pears
Bath time
When daddy comes home AND talking to him on the phone
Mom's cell phone
Mom's hair
Raspberries on belly
Alvin and the Chipmunks
Justin Timberlake
Peek-a-boo
Patty Cake

{Dislikes}
Peas
Meat flavored baby food
Getting her face wiped
Waking up "hungry" at 2 am
More than 1 nap
Getting dressed

{Skills}

Crawling

Sitting up

Rolling

Shaking head back and forth

Circling hands and feet simultaneously 

I can say mamama, dadadada, and nanana

WE LOVE YOU ELLA FAE!

When "you're just standing there ... all fat."

I can be so negative about my body.  It's upsetting to think about how much time I waste thinking about  what I look like.

Being negative in my head is one thing, but being negative out loud in front of others is something else.     I've seen some comments from other women on Facebook who call themselves "fat."  I don't know if these people even think of those who may be "fatter" than them and how it makes them feel.

We blame the media for making us feel uncomfortable in our own skin because they send the message that thin is beautiful.  It's easy to blame them because "the media" is such a broad term to remove any responsibility from ourselves.

I'm going to make an effort to be kind to myself and love my body for what it is.   It's a place where my spirit dwells :)  It's time that I start learning to be happy about where I am now instead of thinking "I'd be happier if I were 20 pounds lighter." I wouldn't want Ella to ever think about herself in this way and that's why I'm also going to try not to put myself down in front of her OR anyone else.

So far,  I've been doing well with being consistently physically active, now I'm just trying to re-train my brain.

Walka, Walka, Walka

I didn't know what to call this post.... it's just a boring log.

Wednesday, Feb 13 - 2 mi - Total: 8.5
Thursday, Feb 14 - 0 mi - We are all entitled to laziness on holidays. - Total: 8.5
Friday, Feb 15,  - 0 mi - Instead, I watched other people work out at the state wrestling tournament - Total: 8.5
Saturday, Feb 16 - 3 mi - Cim came with me :)  Total : 11.5
Monday, Feb 18 - 3 mi - Went to the city building and grocery store. Total: 14.5

but I did.

I did it! 

I bounced on the trampoline and did some sit ups and stuff after I put Ella to bed.  To make sure I was getting my mile in I put on my pedometer :)

I took a picture of myself on the rebounder (what the pro-bouncers call their tramps) for your viewing pleasure.

source: http://walkwellstaywell.wordpress.com/tag/plantar-aponeurosis/

And I've decided to add jumping to my list of things I can do to obtain my goal (thanks to the comments).


6.5/300

I don't want to...

I didn't go on a walk today.  I don't have a GOOD excuse.  It's still difficult for me to practice self-control when it comes to what I eat.  I guess I feel like whatever good I do for myself when I exercise is erased by what I eat.  Honestly, I'm doubting  if I can do this.  Will it really make a difference in the way I look?  Will I feel better about myself?

If I quit, I'll throw everything good I have done away...

Not only that, but I'll probably look back on this moment a couple months from now and think, "If I would've kept going, I would probably be in shape by now."

So... I guess I will lace up my shoes and get a workout in after Ella is in bed.