I did it!! (sort of)

Short post:
I completed my first session in the couch to 5k program (yeah, I may have forgotten to mention that I decided to give it a whirl) Anyway... I did it!!  I didn't puke, pass out or cry my eyes out! Let me be clear- I came very close to doing all three of those things...at the same time. But none less, I finished.
Will I go on to session 2... after today I'm crossing my fingers I don't chicken out.
In other headlining news here at our house- Amber is in the worst shape of her life! Pretty sure anyone who drove by got a good laugh at my attempt at running. But hey- I suppose you gotta start somewhere?
 Right??

After the podcast finished, regular music came on the ipod- random Goo Goo dolls song "iris" came on. I didn't pay too much attention as I gasped for air in the cool down walk back to the house but at the end of the song when it repeats, "I just want you to know who I am." I almost got a little teary. As completely cheesy as it may sound, I felt a little nudge from the Big Guy..you know, THE Big Guy in Heaven. Giving me some nudge like.."did you hear that? I just want you to know who I am."    You see- I have NO IDEA why I am starting this running program when I literally hate running *HATE* it (not a word I toss around lightly)  But I just feel like I'm supposed to do it. Oh Lord- where are you leading?? sigh....

Let's see if I can walk in the morning....

Much Love

To Run or not to run...

So Josh and I have had a conversation or two as to how we can take better care of ourselves in all aspects of life. Mostly to be an example to our son, but to also do it for our health and the longevity of our lives. Ironically this past Sunday Pastor Jeremy's sermon was titled "running" in his new series Surrender. It was awesome- you can check it (and any other previous sermons) at www.Epic-Church.org if you have a few extra minutes.
Anyway... his sermon was obviously much more spiritual than this post but it was about running from God. I'm not talking about running from God here today... I'm going to talk a moment about running from... running!!!

Josh started playing in the Bremen Summer Tennis league this past Monday, something he really enjoys doing every summer. Let me start off by saying that he played AWESOME for having not played since last year's tennis league!!  However, he mentioned being just a bit winded that day.  Then last night he says he has been thinking about starting up running. Like... outside....in the heat, getting up at 5:30am or some other nonsense hour of the day and go RUNNING!!  When he said that, my stomach turned and eyes bulged a bit as if he was telling me he wanted to dye his hair blue and start wearing kilts to work everyday.  I LOATHE running. I'd even go as far as to say.. I HATE running.

But then there is this small part of me that is tempted to give it a whirl. You see- I STINK at running. Always have...always. I don't enjoy it like some of you freakaziods that find it "fun" and "freeing" being out there on the pavement.  But I have heard from friends that once you get going and get through the initial "oh my- I want to die" feeling that it is awesome. Is this true?? Or is this some mass  attempt by all you runner types to get us non-runners in on your self-torturous cult??

So, I'm seriously considering running.... not willing to post some kind of "I'm committed to running even if it kills me" post and ask you all to track my progress. No no no no... Just sharing that I'm thinking about it... hahaha

Anyway... thoughts? Words of wisdom? Advice?


Much Love

Francesca Battistelli - This Is The Stuff Lyric Video

This is the link in the below post. Re-posted, for some reason the link wasn't working

One of those mornings- good for a giggle

So hello again blog world! It’s been a few months (forgive me!)

We reunite again because I just couldn’t keep my beautiful, wonderful morning to myself.

 Here goes it….

So our first baby, Bella was due to go to the vet, okay past due. So I scheduled her an appt for this morning at 9am. For those of you who have the pleasure of knowing the princess, Bella is fairly well trained here at home, however gets very anxious when we go somewhere. Her worst behavior is when we go to the groomer and the vet. My genius self thought that pairing her “vet behavior” with an early morning appt and adding an 11 month old in tow would be a great idea. (You already see where this is going)

1.)  Bella cried and spazzed out the entire drive to the point I almost turned around and went home because I didn’t feel safe driving with her acting like that all in my face

2.)  When we got to the vet she started howling then pooped in the parking lot while I was getting the stroller out of the trunk. Now, I am one of those people who ALWAYS…I mean ALWAYS picks up after her dog. But in my frazzled state could not find the little doggie poo bags so- now late for the appt I decided to leave it (feeling incredibly guilty) I started walking away when I was scolded by an old cat lady (literally- she had 3 in tow) “you know you can’t just leave that there, it’s unsanitary” aaarrggggg

3.)  Bella proceeded to demonstrate the most atrocious behavior I have ever seen out of her when we walked in the door of the vet- the kind of behavior that makes other people stare and judge your obviously negligent parenting skills. (Don’t lie- you know you do it)

4.)  While with the vet, she proceeded to spend 10 minutes telling me things I should be doing at home to get Bella’s behavior under control. She was extremely kind about it, but when I explained we do those things and have ever since we got her; I’m pretty sure she thought I was the worlds biggest liar. The eyes say it all….

5.)  Checking out she just got worse and worse…. I was paying for the morning’s humiliation (always fun when you have to pay to be mortified) Anyway… I was paying when she started howling again- which frightened Noah who then starts wailing at the top of his lungs.  After that I tried to hide under the fish tank in the lobby…wait.  I mean, I calmly spoke to both of them trying to calm them down. I turned around to get the receipt then Bella jumped up and nipped me in the butt.

6.)  Went back to the parking lot to pack up what appears to be circus animals that I have brought in public. The Monarch man (swapping out the rugs at the vet) was parked by me, he thinks he is funny and says..”so..(har har har) who cries more your dog or your kid” After mentally flipping him the bird, I reminded myself that I should probably conduct myself in a way that shows I know Jesus and kept the bird to myself.

7.)  Halfway home I began smelling something familiar- poo. Being a new mom, I smell poo from a mile away!   I discovered I had stepped in Bella’s poo from item #2 mentioned earlier it was smeared all over the bottom of my flip flop.

Sigh…. Got home and seriously contemplated what it would taste like to add a little tequila to my coffee. I wrote this instead.

So in honor of this morning and all mornings we ALL have like it…

This is the stuff that drives me crazy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pqqdA8LHN7I

And yes, I have to admit I am giggling while I write because it was just so absurd.. J

Just a reminder...

Hello friends!
   I know it has been a couple of weeks since I have posted- but I just really want to encourage everyone to do something special for yourself today. Then when you are feeling refreshed and recharged- do something special for someone else! It can be small- it can be free- Just do something!!  

Let me know what you choose to do :0)

Much Love