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With the time I spend on MyFitnessPal and MyFitBit apps, I'm surprised my phone isn't dead by noon everyday.
I found more of my friends on FitBit so I catch myself checking it all day long to see if I'm in the lead for most steps walked. I'm always neck/n/neck with Tasha - she's my closest competitor.
Last weekend I sent her a message that by the end of Sunday, I was determined to beat her steps.
I went on a crazy long walk Sunday afternoon - Zeplin slept the whole time - and when I checked my steps, I was finally ahead of her! Until she synced and I was 2000 steps behind. I made Matt take me home and I put my butt to work on the treadmill.I was barely 2000 steps ahead of her and my body just wouldn't let me continue. I had reached my max and knew it was time to quit. Time ticked by slowing after I hung up my shoes and took a bath, waiting for her steps to sync.
Ultimately, I lost to her. I was a little bummed but I know how competitive she is too. She just kicked my booty.
Through out the rest of the week I beat her but my heart sank a little bit when I noticed how many steps Erik Blair takes when he's working ...... Over 150k in 7 days - I mean - Really!!!!? And his mom, Micki - 100k!!? It blows my mind. I know I won't be able to compete with them... At least not yet. I walked to the library twice this week and went to kickboxing on Mon and Wed. I try to run on the treadmill when I'm coming up short of my steps but even with all that, I could never image hitting that kind of mark!
Tuesday was my best day - After the library, I ran on the treadmill and got over 12000 steps - A new personal best! But afterwards, I couldn't walk, sit or sleep well that night. (Taking into my consideration of kickboxing the day before.)If you have a FitBit and want to join my little competitors, email me. I'd love to challenge you! Day, Nichole, if you're reading this - that means both of you too!! (Day text me on Tuesday wanting more info, so I hope I convinced her get one!)
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All of our walks this week and our trips to the Library were so cold but semi enjoyable (for me mostly). I like getting most of my steps taken care of during the morning so if I need to hit the treadmill in the afternoon, I don't have to be on it for too long.
As for the library, Zeplin really seems to dislike it. All he cares about is Ziggy the hamster and all the fish aka ‘Sharks!’ He doesn't like the Music and Movement sessions or Story Time at all. I hope that if I'm just consistent with taking him, he will eventually get the hang of it but I'm feel like what's the point of us being there at this age. Zeplin is a smart little guy who will sit and read books all day long but get him in a setting with lots of children, he becomes shy or just runs away.
While at the library, a few weeks ago, I ran into a really old friend. Her name is Hillary Larsen. I knew her back in the high school days with Mitch, Tevita, Jared and Travis. We hung out a few times at Travis's house ... FOREVER ago!
Anyways, we got talking and she shared with me that she felt the same way with her son, who's now 4, when she first started taking him. It's just been as of recently that she enjoys taking her kids (she has an 18mo old daughter too).
I admit, it's nice getting out of the house. Especially since I'm without a car until we get off our lazy bums and buy a new battery for the Jeep. (I think Matt secretly likes to take the Honda because of the seat warmers - I assume that's why he hasn't ‘found’ the time to get a new battery. lol.)
Although I would much prefer to just walk around the block for hours, I will persevere through this rough patch of taking Zeplin to the library and hopefully he will like it one day! Maybe I will too.
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The two days that I went to kickboxing this week were pure torture!! My entire body still hurts from the class I had on Monday!! Even that night, I couldn't sit down without feeling like my body was going to crumble. Matt helped me stretch but even waking up the next morning, I didn't feel any better. I rubbed so much coconut oil laced with DeepBlue oil on my muscles, I think I need to buy a new bottle!By the time I went to class on Wednesday night, I was a little bit better. My muscles still screamed at me but it felt good to know that I worked them.
Matt has enjoyed watching me go to kickboxing and come back happy. He even suggested for me to look into signing up after my trail ends in 2 weeks. Not sure if it's something we can afford but I would be so happy if we could find the money to do it. All the people there are like family. Some of them have been going there for years. The coach is fantastic - we like to bs about the crappy music he has to play and how they should be playing Stevie Ray and Hendrix instead of nasty techno pop.
I seriously love kickboxing!!! It's something I'm good at. It came naturally to me and really helped relieve my internal aggression I felt after experiencing being bullied in college and after my divorce. Now it's just simply FUN! I have no need to let out any anger - just calories. and it's so nice to actually smile through my workouts now.
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I got really lucky to have my friend Kellie come over and surprise me with a Dutch Brothers tea on Wednesday morning! She brought her littlest one, Emma who is now 7 months. When I say little, I'm not kidding. She's in the 10% for weight and 7% for height. She is so small - probably what Zeplin was when he was still in my tummy at 20 weeks! hahahaha.
We laughed and talked and shared. We lives less than a mile from my house so I don't know why we can't just be better at getting together!
It's nice having friends who are also stay at home mom's. Even though we are all busy with our own separate schedules, just knowing that I'm not alone with some of my friends is comforting.
I've been trying to make a special effort to call my siblings more often. They're probably sick of me - hahaha.
It's easy to feel forgotten when you're a stay at home mom. I have moments when I know Matt is too busy to talk and I have no one else to call, so I feel lonely and left out. Especially now when I can't really go anywhere and I'm dependent on either walking or inviting people to come to me.... just the small gesture of acknowledging that I'm still here, striving and thriving, means so much to me.
{FIVE:}
This week was an overall good week. With all the walking and working out I've done since Thanksgiving, I'm actually down another 2 pounds for a total of 12lbs in 5 weeks.
Thursday was a bit of a breaking point though. I felt so weak and sick. Matt called to remind me that I needed to rest - it's not healthy for my body to break down like that without letting it build back up. So I took Thursday off - kinda - I was beautiful outside, so I went on a walk but it was very leisure and Zeplin walked most of the way with me - oh and Quincey. Three people walked past us asking if we were taking our cat for a walk. She's so weird.
Kellie left a toy at our house so we ended up walking to her house to give it back.
The rest of the day was really low key. We met Kellie and her husband Pat at Cracker Barrel that night then headed home.
Only an hour after putting Zeplin to bed, we were startled to hear him screaming and gagging in his room. He had thrown up everywhere!! I swooped him up to rush him to the bathroom while Matt gagged his way through cleaning his bed. I was dealing with my own migraine and tummy issues so I sat next to the tub with Zeplin and washed his body.
After some new sheets, blankets and pillow, Zeplin was back in bed. I'm unaware if he actually slept or not, but 2 hours later, he was throwing up again.
Fortunately it was just a little bit so we only had to change his clothes. This time I stayed in bed with him. We cuddled for about 3 hours (3am) before he finally fell asleep. In those three hours, I learned that my son talks in his sleep and obviously had a terrible tummy ache because he let out some stinky tooters!
By 4am, I was back in bed with Matt. I heard Matt get up at 5am to start is business reports, then I felt him kiss me goodbye so he could go to work which is usually around 6:30am. Then I slept until Zeplin woke me up at 9am.I called Matt and he said Z was awake when he was at 5am. I heard nothing.
We are feeling better today. Zj fell asleep in my arms around noon for 3 hours. I enjoyed the cuddles!
Even though I was starving, my arm was asleep and I needed to go potty, I really loved holding my baby boy!
Anyways, with Christmas right around the corner, we've been trying to teach Zeplin about Santa Clause.
I think we've been successful since every time we walk past a santa figure, he points and says HI Santa. I'm hoping to take him to a Santa this weekend to get a picture.
I assume this weekend is going to be semi eventful. I'm not sure what our advent calendar will require but Angie is coming over so I can help her make a movie for her mom's birthday in a couple weeks.
Matt is going to be leaving to Denver for 3 days on Monday so I really want to spend as much quality time with him before he flies out. I kinda hate when he has to leave for business. I wish we could go with him - maybe one day.
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