Friday, April 11, 2014
WARNING...this is a sad blog. I have a million thoughts flying through my head and am blogging instead of eating. You do NOT have to read this...
I thought I was doing okay. I really did. And then I saw this pin:
My sweet lab of 13 years, Daisy is at the vet right now. We're not sure she's going to be coming back home. They have jury-rigged an oxygen cage of sorts for her because she is (hopefully, best case scenario) experiencing laryngeal paralysis. In layman's terms, a nerve in her throat has given out causing her not to be able to inhale. If the steroids and oxygen cage help, we'll be able to bring her home and just give her pills to help with her breathing. If not...well, you know.
DH and I brought her to the vet today, praying for a miracle. We thought her heart was giving out so now we've latched on to this possible diagnosis with all we've got. They sedated her to try to calm her down. We got a chance to go back with her for a little bit while the sedation was taking effect. In the back of my mind, I told myself that this might be good-bye but I hope it's not.
Daisy made the move from Florida with us 9 years ago. She slept under my kids' cribs when they came home from the hospital. I had a good hard cry on the way to the vet and again on the way home. My children (6 & 8) know that she's sick, but not the severity of it.
I'm trying to hold it together and for the most part, I think I am. But then something will happen and I'm a mess all over again.
To my team that I'm not chatting with today, I'm sorry. I'm not really in the right frame of mind to be there. I'll check in when I can.
Tuesday, January 07, 2014
I had someone comment on my Spark page asking about my status which talked about revamping my fitness plan. I began the following response to her, but in the midst of it, I had an "a-ha" moment that I wanted to share...
To answer your question, I began teaching preschool 4 days a week this past fall and my exercise just disappeared. I kept trying to get up and run before school--I have 2 children (6 & 8) who are at 2 different schools, meaning 3 school schedules to coordinate. I discovered I'm not enough of a morning person to get up consistently at 5, so it just didn't happen. Enter the new plan:
On Mon and Thur as soon as parents pick up their kiddos, I head to my gym, which is an aquatic center, for my cardio heavy workouts. I am doing one day of swimming laps and one day of HIIT on the treadmill and stepmill. My DH is working from home on those days and I had to swallow my pride to ask for help for him to be there when DD gets off the bus...
Did you catch it? It was there in the last sentence. "I had to swallow my pride and ask for help"...I am one of those people that tries to do and be everything to everyone. Why is it so hard for me to ask for help? Hmm. I thought about this for a while. I think that it's because, in this instance especially, I am asking for help so that I can do something for ME. Whoa. Why shouldn't that be okay? Do you know how much BETTER I've been for my family since taking this time for me? It amounts to about an hour and a half a week.
The kicker is, DD is 8 and comes home and starts her homework right away. She doesn't really even have an impact on DH being home. Why did I feel guilty asking?
I think I've found my New Year's Resolution...ask for help when I need it and don't feel guilty about it!!
Be well my friends! Have a great one!
Monday, August 19, 2013
I am a fan of Runner's World on FB and they frequently link to blogs done by guy named Mark Remy. Most of the time, his blogs are tongue in cheek, just good for a giggle, but today's wasn't. It went along with something I went through so well, that I feel compelled to write my own blog about it. You see, he was scheduled to do an early morning run but the baby had gotten up 4 times in the night. The blog goes on to show what happened to "Real World" Mark (the one who got up and ran) and Parallel Universe Mark (the one who rolled over and went back to sleep).
Here's my story:
At 5:15, my running buddy texted me: Have fun with ur run today. C u in car rider line. (Her son goes to the same school DS does). Yeah, it was raining and she bailed on me. Lol. Fortunately, she had already told me that she probably would if it was ever raining in the morning so I went to bed last night assuming I'd be by myself.
When I looked at the weather forecast yesterday and saw that the rain chance had gone from 50% to 90% for the time between 5 and 6 AM, I groaned out loud. My husband suggested that perhaps I should just run on the dreadmill at the gym after I finished teaching Group X (think Les Mills Body Pump) but I resisted, saying that I didn't really want to get out of the habit of getting up early and I was afraid that missing one time would turn into more. He just shook his head and looked at me like I was crazy. Lol.
When the alarm went off at 5:10 and I heard the rain coming down, all I wanted to do was turn off the alarm and go back to sleep. However, I got up, shuffled around getting dressed and stumbled out the door. When I first started, it wasn't so bad, but oh boy did the heavens open up! I also ran straight through a puddle that was about 3-4 inches deep with about a half mile left to go. Ugh. Soggy feet.
Okay, so yay, I got it done. However, that's not the reason for my blog. When I got home from my run, I found that a friend and fellow instructor needed some help with cueing on a program that she's trying to become certified to teach (I'm already certified in it). I talked with her and she really wanted to go over it together. The only time our schedules worked this week was today after my class. So that was when we met. She "taught" me the parts she was having trouble with (effectively making that my THIRD workout of the day, OUCH!) and we figured out a way to make it a little easier for her.
The point of all this is, I am so very glad I didn't phone it in this morning. It would've been so easy to do it. I had every excuse--the weather, my running buddy, being sick over the weekend, the fact that I was going to get a workout by teaching Group X...but I didn't! I have developed a running habit and I am loathe to give it up! And if I *HAD* slept in this morning, all of the other events of the day would've prevented me getting that run in that I was scheduled to do.
Here's a link to the blog, if you'd like to read it (be aware that he uses the *s* word in it a couple of times):
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Some days are easier than others in this healthy lifestyle journey on which I've embarked. Today was one of the good days. I was able to get a nice workout in while the kids played in the pool. Everyone was happy. My eating has been bang on today and we're having one of my faves, grilled buffalo chicken salad for dinner. However, not every day is like today. Some days, I just want to bury my face in a carton of ice cream or sit on the couch and read a book. I thought I'd write this to remind myself WHY it's important to make the healthy choices...
I know, I know, it's cliche, but my family is my number one reason to be healthy.
I don't have to take ANY of these right now--and I intend to keep it that way! When I started on this journey, I had to take BP meds. I do NOT want to have to do that again! My grandmother was a severe diabetic, so I need to remember that I don't want to end up like that if I don't have to.
That's my LBD. I got it as a reward when I reached my goal weight before. Sadly, I have never worn it because I didn't have an occasion. Now, I CAN'T wear it. That's gonna have to change. And this time, since I already have the dress, the reward is an occasion to wear it. I'm hoping to get a va-va-va-voom from DH! =D
DH and I ran our first race "together" this past February. This coming January, we are doing another event together. This time though, in honor of Boston, he is going to run the full marathon and I am going to run the half. I had intended to do "just" the 5K, but after Boston, I felt like I needed to give a little more. I've read that for every pound you drop, you cut 30 seconds off your half marathon time. WOW.
No explanation necessary!
So, tell me, what keeps you going? Why are YOU on this journey?
Monday, June 10, 2013
I just got a call from the director of group fitness at my gym...they are cancelling my Wednesday Group Power class. This was my very first class I ever taught. It was never a huge class, but I had about 6-8 hardcore regulars. I have to go in on Wednesday and tell them it's the last one. :( More than that, as it stands, my gym is looking to end its affiliation with Group Power and is going to have us start making it up on our own. Those of you that know me, know that Group Power is HUGE to me and I just can't imagine not doing it anymore.
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