No it's not a bird or a bug, or some kind of kiddie drawing, not even an ap...ok it's an ap and some music. I keep getting ask, what's on your ipod?Apparently you can learn a lot about a person when they tell you what's on their ipod.
I generally only listen to my ipod when I'm running or now biking. I thought of it today and decided it would be ok to let you in.
Ocean Lab Sirens of the Sea Remix - Lonely Girl
Francesca Battistelli - I'm Letting Go
Karsh Kale - One Step Beyond
Crystal Method - Vapor Trail
Tiesto & Kirsty Hawksaw - Just Be - Walking on Clouds
Paul Van Dyk - Reflections - Time of our Lives
Crystal Method - Keep Hope Alive
George Acosta - Fallin Backwards
Tiesto - Carpe Noctum
Tiesto - Adagio for Strings
George Acosta - The Apocalypse
I love this kind of music, my blood gets pumping and I can almost FEEL the fat burning off my body. The transformation is beginning to take place, I can see and feel the results. For the first time yesterday I actually SAW a picture of myself in a shirt that used to wear me and now I wear it! I LOVE it!
Today even with my shins screaming last night I decided not to run but to bike only. I will do Bricks once a week and run once and ride once. Have you ever attempted to stand on a stationary bike? Have you ever STOOD while riding? THAT IS TOUGH STUFF, not just balance but also in thigh muscle pain. I love how my shins don't hurt but my thighs finally are getting some work.
I am reading a book called The Core. It talks about the CORE of your being the reason that you are able to stand the reason you are able to move or walk. I really think that my larger muscle groups need more of a work out because they are holding me back from getting to the next level.
Anyway, that is my play list and the book I am reading along with How the Mighty Fall that is another amazing book EVERYONE should read.
JR
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
School Schmool...
SCHOOL IS STARTING IN T-minus 3 days (I won't count Thursday because that is the day it starts and if you look at the time stamp it is already Monday)
ALL 5 of my children will be IN SCHOOL!! I am so happy for them all! Every year one or more of them has felt left out, left behind, or just left...yeah I came back and got them...(just kidding), but this year, no more....they are all (including myself) in school!
EVERYONE ASKS ME...."are you sad?"
Am I weird when I say NO!?
No I am not a bad parent I am a happy parent. I waited for 5.5 years (because half my pregnancy with #5 was pretty much thinking this day would NEVER arrive...) for this day.
Example: I waited 15 years for my son to march in the band...and he is, and I am there like a good band mom not crying my eyes out, or watching him interact with other students like one of these insane mominista hover parents, no. I am there LIVING OUT A DREAM, I am seeing the moment that he steps foot on to the field with his shiny Dinkles (shoes people) and his heavy wool uniform cap and cape and all as a moment I thought of when I stepped on to a field for the first time, instrument in hand...it's amazing! I didn't CRY when I saw him march, I pushed him further, press on, do more, instruct others, lead by example I said to him. I am marking time with him, with me, with God, showing my son that YES you CAN do it, and eventhough my story started off kinda crummy, look, look, look, LOOK where God put us today!?!
I am PROUD to be the mother of 5 school aged children. In a few years my oldest will go to college and I will be proud then. I know we are not supposed to be prideful, but I think God gave us emotion so that we can enjoy the moments where our child hits a moment of success.
Life is a lot like Chutes and Ladders that game from a million years ago, when you get up that ladder and you are almost to the top, you are fully aware there are some steep chutes, but by golly you KNOW that there are only a few ladders left, always look up!!
So to you out there who think I will be CRYING on Thursday morning come 8:30am...THINK AGAIN, I am going to be happy, happy that all my children are enjoying school, friends, and finding their path to where God wants them in their lives. Because I know I am RIGHT where God wants me....at home, breathing in silence, enjoying the moments that have passed, and looking forward to each new one we GET to make with our kids, our family, our walk with God.
** P.s. I am still praying that God will see me with a job soon, but until then I am volunteering and giving my time that I have been gifted with back to the community **
JR
ALL 5 of my children will be IN SCHOOL!! I am so happy for them all! Every year one or more of them has felt left out, left behind, or just left...yeah I came back and got them...(just kidding), but this year, no more....they are all (including myself) in school!
EVERYONE ASKS ME...."are you sad?"
Am I weird when I say NO!?
No I am not a bad parent I am a happy parent. I waited for 5.5 years (because half my pregnancy with #5 was pretty much thinking this day would NEVER arrive...) for this day.
Example: I waited 15 years for my son to march in the band...and he is, and I am there like a good band mom not crying my eyes out, or watching him interact with other students like one of these insane mominista hover parents, no. I am there LIVING OUT A DREAM, I am seeing the moment that he steps foot on to the field with his shiny Dinkles (shoes people) and his heavy wool uniform cap and cape and all as a moment I thought of when I stepped on to a field for the first time, instrument in hand...it's amazing! I didn't CRY when I saw him march, I pushed him further, press on, do more, instruct others, lead by example I said to him. I am marking time with him, with me, with God, showing my son that YES you CAN do it, and eventhough my story started off kinda crummy, look, look, look, LOOK where God put us today!?!
I am PROUD to be the mother of 5 school aged children. In a few years my oldest will go to college and I will be proud then. I know we are not supposed to be prideful, but I think God gave us emotion so that we can enjoy the moments where our child hits a moment of success.
Life is a lot like Chutes and Ladders that game from a million years ago, when you get up that ladder and you are almost to the top, you are fully aware there are some steep chutes, but by golly you KNOW that there are only a few ladders left, always look up!!
So to you out there who think I will be CRYING on Thursday morning come 8:30am...THINK AGAIN, I am going to be happy, happy that all my children are enjoying school, friends, and finding their path to where God wants them in their lives. Because I know I am RIGHT where God wants me....at home, breathing in silence, enjoying the moments that have passed, and looking forward to each new one we GET to make with our kids, our family, our walk with God.
** P.s. I am still praying that God will see me with a job soon, but until then I am volunteering and giving my time that I have been gifted with back to the community **
JR
Sunday, August 15, 2010
COUCH to BRICK?
Ok so most of my readers know (or should know and if'n you don't know by now, NOW you know) that I have been running since June and am well into 9 weeks of training.
I suck. I have been trying and trying to get past the shin splints (YES I ice daily and YES I stretch and YES I still need new shoes! BUT any other suggestions are welcome) and get past the breathing issues (I was a half to pack a day smoker 11 weeks ago and I think this is definately a lung capacity/health issue and any suggestions are welcome).
At the end of the day it is endurance that is making my mind upset. I think, it would have been easier to sit and suck on my Pall Mall's all day and eat whatever I wanted...It would have been easier to just forget this whole thing, call myself a quitter and move on....I could...but I am just stingy so I keep running and keep feeling like a failure.
I am down (for those of you wondering if my body has changed since I still look like I belong at fat camp) to 207 from 219 in 9 weeks, I am also down about 10" overall as well. (The wii fit says I am down to 200 but I think it is lying, so I am going with 207 from my actual scale).
Yes I have changed my eatting. I do eat about 6 nature valley bars a day (the plain ones or peanut butter or the decadent hard to find cinnamon...yum) but I am also eating less carbs but the right carbs too, and drinking more water than I thought I could possibly consume.
SO, over the period of time a lot has happened to make me healthier, but I want to run. I want to run, I WANT TO RUN! I want to GO to that 5K in December and RUN the WHOLE THING...but right now that seems like a stupid thought.
The point of the story is, Friday morning I decided to garagesale with Ma (thats short for Grandma and Mom, we are efficent around her we use one name for all like Buy one Get one Free), and found at the FIRST garage sale a bike, cool red, 12 speed, mountain bike! I was STOKED, got a good deal on it (20$) and started riding today after watching EXTENSIVE YouTube videos on how to use the gears and why I would want to use them etc.
I rode, I was SO proud, I rode and rode and just had a blast (until my tukas started to ache from the hard seat) and then I went home, texted my triathelete brother who ROCKS (check out his blog, Michael Head) I am a follower of it) and is also a triathelete (just wanted you to know twice) tells me to BIKE then RUN then BIKE.
THIS is the brick. Sounds hard, it is. BUT I did it. I went BACK out there after feeding my kiddos and I did it. I BIKED, I RAN, I BIKED and I went further than I thought I could or would. I was having a great time getting to know my bike and the gears etc. (I told another blogger that I think I ran so well because I was afraid my bike would get stolen...LOL) I could FEEL my heart pumping my blood, I could FEEL my lungs filling up with air...it was great.
So I say to you, you person who was me 9 weeks ago. You have 2 choices...sit there and sacrifice your body, your life, your children's legacy...OR come with me on this mind bending adventure and instead sacrifice your time, your shins, and when we are 60 we can be healthy enough to continue working until we are 80 then retire and spend 25 years (yes I said it) 25 years traveling the world and enjoing our great great great grand children!!
Just a thought!!!
Get off your couch and do a brick! (or just start walking, that is what I did every day about a mile just to say I told you so to the enemy and give GOD the glory for helping me SEE the LIGHT!) This is an amazing feeling, like knowing that you know that YOU are covered that YOU are loved that YOU are beating the darkness out of your life....totally a lot of work but good...
JR
I suck. I have been trying and trying to get past the shin splints (YES I ice daily and YES I stretch and YES I still need new shoes! BUT any other suggestions are welcome) and get past the breathing issues (I was a half to pack a day smoker 11 weeks ago and I think this is definately a lung capacity/health issue and any suggestions are welcome).
At the end of the day it is endurance that is making my mind upset. I think, it would have been easier to sit and suck on my Pall Mall's all day and eat whatever I wanted...It would have been easier to just forget this whole thing, call myself a quitter and move on....I could...but I am just stingy so I keep running and keep feeling like a failure.
I am down (for those of you wondering if my body has changed since I still look like I belong at fat camp) to 207 from 219 in 9 weeks, I am also down about 10" overall as well. (The wii fit says I am down to 200 but I think it is lying, so I am going with 207 from my actual scale).
Yes I have changed my eatting. I do eat about 6 nature valley bars a day (the plain ones or peanut butter or the decadent hard to find cinnamon...yum) but I am also eating less carbs but the right carbs too, and drinking more water than I thought I could possibly consume.
SO, over the period of time a lot has happened to make me healthier, but I want to run. I want to run, I WANT TO RUN! I want to GO to that 5K in December and RUN the WHOLE THING...but right now that seems like a stupid thought.
The point of the story is, Friday morning I decided to garagesale with Ma (thats short for Grandma and Mom, we are efficent around her we use one name for all like Buy one Get one Free), and found at the FIRST garage sale a bike, cool red, 12 speed, mountain bike! I was STOKED, got a good deal on it (20$) and started riding today after watching EXTENSIVE YouTube videos on how to use the gears and why I would want to use them etc.
I rode, I was SO proud, I rode and rode and just had a blast (until my tukas started to ache from the hard seat) and then I went home, texted my triathelete brother who ROCKS (check out his blog, Michael Head) I am a follower of it) and is also a triathelete (just wanted you to know twice) tells me to BIKE then RUN then BIKE.
THIS is the brick. Sounds hard, it is. BUT I did it. I went BACK out there after feeding my kiddos and I did it. I BIKED, I RAN, I BIKED and I went further than I thought I could or would. I was having a great time getting to know my bike and the gears etc. (I told another blogger that I think I ran so well because I was afraid my bike would get stolen...LOL) I could FEEL my heart pumping my blood, I could FEEL my lungs filling up with air...it was great.
So I say to you, you person who was me 9 weeks ago. You have 2 choices...sit there and sacrifice your body, your life, your children's legacy...OR come with me on this mind bending adventure and instead sacrifice your time, your shins, and when we are 60 we can be healthy enough to continue working until we are 80 then retire and spend 25 years (yes I said it) 25 years traveling the world and enjoing our great great great grand children!!
Just a thought!!!
Get off your couch and do a brick! (or just start walking, that is what I did every day about a mile just to say I told you so to the enemy and give GOD the glory for helping me SEE the LIGHT!) This is an amazing feeling, like knowing that you know that YOU are covered that YOU are loved that YOU are beating the darkness out of your life....totally a lot of work but good...
JR
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