Random Check in

  1. The Boy just told his Grandpa that he has 3 more weeks of school and then he’s off for 2 weeks.  This gave me heart palpitations. Not because of Christmas, but because of work.  That means year-end is in 3 weeks.  I have so much to do.
  2. Gordon is growing up so fast.  We took her for her last booster shot last night and she weighed in at a whopping 2.8kg or 6lbs 2oz. What happened to our little 2.5lb baby?
  3. Yes, we are those pet owners.  She is our child – without a doubt or apology.
  4. We’re still a 1 car family. For the most part it’s fine, except when it’s not.  Both the Boy and I go back and forth between being fine with it and needing a second car TODAY.
  5. The Boy has finished his first Long-Term-Occassional position.  It was great having a consistent morning routine, it sucks walking to the gym at 6:30am. See #4.
  6. The gym is still going well – it must be I’m walking there for goodness sake!  I haven’t remeasured yet, but I did put on my skinny jeans this week with minimal dancing and no need to lie down to do them up.
  7. Everyone does that right?
  8. The Boy is currently watching the Chinese News on OMNI1.  He says he’s trying to learn the language.
  9. The Boy and I went curling with Sista and the Physicist. The Boy said I should wear my bike helmet.  For the record I did not fall on my head once.  I did return with some bruises though.  Mainly from when I fell… on my hip… on my first rock.  It all made me feel very Canadian
  10. We decided not to go away over Christmas. Instead we’re painting our house and have made the definitive plan to go somewhere far in the summer.  I say Europe – anywhere in Europe.  The Boy says he likes the idea of the East Coast – Cabot Trail area. It is a beautiful area. But does anyone have suggestions for a “first trip to Europe” tour?

What’s new and random in your life?

 

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The Buddy System

I joined a gym.  Again.

Here’s my challenge in general with exercise.  Laziness.

I know it’s necessary and I have aspirations of being a fit and truly healthy person, not just a healthy eater. This mindset has brought me to the gym in the past.  In theory it’s all one would need, a place to exercise, classes or machines, pair it with a financial commitment and anyone should be good to go, especially someone with aspirations of fit and healthy.

Of course it hasn’t worked in the past, of course it hasn’t since that’s how gyms make money!

An additional motivator, a few months ago I read a birth story over at Healthy Tipping Point. Caitlin wrote about how she didn’t know how she could have gotten through a natural birth without staying physically active throughout her pregnancy. Well, since that’s my goal (although not anytime soon) – I’m pretty sure becoming a physically active person in your first months of pregnancy is a. not ideal and b. not bloody likely.

I’ve also decided, I’m really at a now or never point.  If I don’t put a regular exercise routine into my life now – it’s not going to happen after life get’s busier. But it isn’t any of these rational reasons that are getting me to the gym this time. This membership has been successful for one reason and one reason only.

My buddy.

No. Not the Boy.

It’s my friend from work.  She’s a gym guru and knows what she’s doing, plus I sit right beside her, so if she doesn’t see me in the morning – you bet I’m going to hear about it when I get into work.

My Buddy told me the other day – “A goal without a plan is just a dream.”

I like it.

So I’ve been going at 6:40am for the last 2 weeks.

Here are the pros and cons.

Pro – I can feel myself getting stronger.

Con – I’m sore.

Pro – I have someone who knows what to do and is teaching me how to do things properly.

Con – It hurts me.

Pro – I’ve always thought that the best workout time for me would be first thing in the morning – but couldn’t really motivate myself to get my butt out of bed first thing in the morning – but when I know my buddy is waiting for me it’s no problem. So I’m actually going at my ideal time.

Con – my new wake up time is apparently 6:00am regardless of the day of the week.  This resulted in my getting up and staying up at 6:30 last Saturday morning. This makes me feel older than when I go to bed at 10pm… on a Friday.

What goals are you planning right now?

Do you need a buddy? Or is exercise your alone time?

 

You’re a Cutie

Picture this.

I’m sitting in a chair with a certain little puppy on my lap.

Boy – “Hi cutie”

Me – “Hi!”

Boy – “I wasn’t talking to you.”

Me – “Oh. So I’m not cute?”

Boy – “Well, you are.  But come on, you’ve got to admit – she’s cuter.”

Me – “Thanks.”

Boy – “Sorry, but it’s the truth. Look at her!”

You can’t argue with the truth.

Cute puppies who love to play on the computer make blogging more challenging.  But I’ve got a bunch in the arsenal – stay tuned.

 

 

Happy Friday & Happy Movember

It’s November.  There’s a chill in the air and the sun hasn’t been see in days.

Must be time for mustaches.

My colleague sent me this TED Talk to kick off Movember and since I love me some history – I thought I’d share.

Any boys out there participating? Now you’ll know just how getting your Mo on got started.

Like all great things – over beers.

Happy Weekend Everyone!!

ChChChChanges

I got a new haircut recently. This may not seem blog worthy – especially for someone who’s blog posts are as limited and sporadic as mine seem to be these days months.

I’ve got 2 reasons. 

  1. I now have bangs.  I have never had bangs before.  Never. I always thought my face was far to round for bangs.  That and I do not have a fivehead, that is a forehead that is large enough to REQUIRE bangs.  Turns out the round face is not an issue. And so I mention it because I have had this conversation with fellow round-facers who have reacted with “ME TOO!!” when I have said “I’ve never had bangs because my face is too round” They’ve all be very surprised I was able to pull it off.  As was I.  So as a public service announcement to all the round-facers of the world – I’m letting you know – I have bangs
  2. The Boy’s reaction. Let’s face it – we all know that when the Boy says something entertaining it needs to be documented.

I picked him up from work with my fresh new haircut. He got in the car (knowing full well that I needed the car that day so that I could get my haircut)

Boy – “It’s SHORT!”

Me – “Not really.”

Boy – “It’s different. It’s really different. What’sgoingon? It’sreallydifferent. Isitshorter?It’snotshorter? It’snice.It’sreallydifferent.Whatisit?” (his short outside voice questions got quicker and quicker as he tried to process what this GREAT change was he was looking at)

Me – “it’s bangs”

Boy – “It’s BANGS!!!”

Me – Yes.

Boy – You’ve never had bangs!

Me – I know.

Boy – Like never.

Me – Nope. Never.

Boy – BANGS!

Me – Okay, we’ve established it’s bangs – what do you think.

Boy – It’s different!

Me – Is that a Boy code for I don’t like it/think it’s weird but I’m being polite kind of different? (this is a real thing for the Boy FYI)

Boy – No. It’s just really different.

He then proceeded to stare at me while I was driving us home.

Boy – I like it.  It looks good. 

Another long pause while he processed this drastic change I’d brought to our lives.

Boy – You look like you belong on TV!

 

Nice save buddy.