Sometimes the first 5 minutes of your day can be a mini preview of how the rest of the day will unfold. You all know about those few precious moments when you wake up and realize that everyone else is still sleeping and you sigh and acknowledge these are the only few moments you will have alone for the rest of the day! You can surprisingly do a vast amount of contemplating, planning, scheduling in those few stolen moments. Today my "alone" time lasted a whopping 3 seconds! Then the little sounds of a sweet little lady lying in the crib next to my bed could be heard. She was waiting for her mother to come and help her out of a diaper that was anything but lady like!
So today marks the 2nd day of the no sugar, no pop regime. Surprisingly the pop part hasn't been a major issue, however, Sunday is lurking around the bend. Sunday always seemed like the day meant for a pick me up!
Giving up sugar has required much more vigilance than I first thought. For instance when passed a half of a Tim Horten's doughnut one just automatically pops it into one's month. And for any of those readers out there that HAVEN'T had a trip Timmy's well it is one of Canada's best kept secrets. Puts Krispy Kreme to shame. Anyway, it has been tough, but so far so good.
Now it is late, I'm hungry and exhausted and just realized that I didn't get my walk in today. Well as Anne Shirley says in Anne of Green Gables : "Tomorrow is a fresh day with no mistakes in it!"
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Monday, August 12, 2013
Batting Cage
Sometimes life throws you a few more curve balls than you can hit out of the ball park. Lately I feel like I have been standing at the Batting Cage with a million baseball flying my direction at rocket speed, and all I can do is a Swing and a Miss!
So I am taking this one little step to start recording my plans, days, moments, ideas, setbacks, triumphs etc concerning my quest to regain that body that I once had.
After 6 children and all sorts of reasons, I have found myself looking in the mirror wondering WHAT has happened. So here we go, starting at Square One (might I add again) with the journey that will hopefully take me to that place where I can walk into Costco and know I can find my size of yoga pants!
I hope to update this every Monday, Wednesday and Friday with entries full of humor, and realism of what it takes for this Mother of 6 to journey back to the waist line of yesteryear.
I am not following a strict diet or regiment, just adding different ideas and exercises as time goes by and find what works best for this frame! So far the rules are simple, but not necessarily easy:
1. No eating after 7:30pm
2. No Sugar--as in treats, pop, cakes, cookies
3. No Pop, even diet
This may kill me. Heaven only knows how I am going to get through tomorrow but one day at a time and hopefully in a year's time you will all see me with a Costco cart full of yoga pants!
How fancy this blog will get is yet to be determined, due to vast amounts of free time my children award me each day, this may be as good as it gets, but I hope to add a few bells and whistles!
Off to bed, wish me luck, tomorrow is going to be very interesting!
See you all on Wednesday night!
So I am taking this one little step to start recording my plans, days, moments, ideas, setbacks, triumphs etc concerning my quest to regain that body that I once had.
After 6 children and all sorts of reasons, I have found myself looking in the mirror wondering WHAT has happened. So here we go, starting at Square One (might I add again) with the journey that will hopefully take me to that place where I can walk into Costco and know I can find my size of yoga pants!
I hope to update this every Monday, Wednesday and Friday with entries full of humor, and realism of what it takes for this Mother of 6 to journey back to the waist line of yesteryear.
I am not following a strict diet or regiment, just adding different ideas and exercises as time goes by and find what works best for this frame! So far the rules are simple, but not necessarily easy:
1. No eating after 7:30pm
2. No Sugar--as in treats, pop, cakes, cookies
3. No Pop, even diet
This may kill me. Heaven only knows how I am going to get through tomorrow but one day at a time and hopefully in a year's time you will all see me with a Costco cart full of yoga pants!
How fancy this blog will get is yet to be determined, due to vast amounts of free time my children award me each day, this may be as good as it gets, but I hope to add a few bells and whistles!
Off to bed, wish me luck, tomorrow is going to be very interesting!
See you all on Wednesday night!
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