Tuesday, June 8, 2010

30 Day Shred/Couch to 5 K

AKA: fud gets back into shape.

I started working out on a regular basis in January. I had already lost about 5 pounds at that point, so getting active and watching what I ate were helping me to lose weight. Now that I am at the 20 pound lost mark...I'm finding myself getting a little lazy and complacent. Not a good thing since I still have 20 pounds to lose before I am no longer "overweight." And exercise does help to keep my depression demon at bay.

Enter Jillian Michels. I just did her 30 Day Shred 20 minute routine. Ouch! Yesterday I restarted my Couch to 5K program, this time putting a 3% incline on the treadmill.

So, hopefully I can keep track of my exercise here.

Day 1: June 7, 2010: Couch to 5K Week 1, Day 1 & Yogalatis (a mix of Yoga and Pilates) class

Day 2: June 8, 2010: Jillian Michels 30 Day Shred & Weigh In Day (160lbs...20lbs lost since Nov'09)

Day 3: June 9, 2010: Couch to 5K Week 1, Day 2 (Feeling a little sore from 30 Day Shred but still able to do 20 minutes of walking/running w/a 3% incline)

Day 4: June 10, 2010 (Incidentally, 16 years ago I graduated college). Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred Level 1, Day 2. A little sore, but I made it through.

Day 5: June 11, 2010: Couch 2 5K Week 1, Day 3 & a small bike ride w/the kids. Ready to move onto Week 2 of C25K on Monday. I got the DVD of The Muppet Show season 1 at the library this week and I am watching it while I do my run.

Day 6: June 12, 2010: Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred Level 1, Day 3. It was tough! Barely made it and skipped the cool down. DON'T JUDGE ME!

Week 2

Day 7: June 14, 2010: Couch 2 5K Week 2, Day 1. Managed to bring my running speed up to 5mph w/a 3% incline. Not too bad. Considering I did NOT feel like working out at all today. Having a major bummer of a day today. For no other reason than my stupid depression.

Day 8: June 15, 2010: Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred Level 1, Day 4. Ug. Weigh in day. 160lbs. Nothing lost, nothing gained. I feel like I've been at this mark forever! When the scale finally does read 159, I will jump up and down for joy!

Day 9: June 16, 2010: Couch 2 5K Week 2, Day 2. 4% incline...walking 4mph, running 5mph. Wow. Great workout. I am sweating a lot of fat off!

Day 10: June 17, 2010: Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred Level 1, Day 5. Only made it through 10 minutes. The cardio portion killed me today. Just.couldn't.do.it.

Day 11: June 18, 2010: Couch 2 5K Week 2, Day 3. Finished week 2. Bring it on!

Day 12: June 20, 2010: No official workout, but I did mow the lawn so Greg wouldn't have to do it on Father's Day. Pushing the mower counts for something!

Week 3:

Day 13: June 21, 2010: Couch 2 5K Week 3, Day 1. 4% incline. Walking speed 4mph, Running speed 5mph. Run for 3 straight minutes!

Day 14: June 22, 2010: Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred Level 1, Day 6. Made it through!

Day 15: June 23, 2010: Couch 2 5K Week 3, Day 2. When I started this the first time, I was walking at 3.5 mph and running at 4. Now I'm running at 5mph w/a 4% incline. Go, me!

Day 16: June 25, 2010: Finished Couch 2 5K Week 3. Bring on Week 4 and 5 minutes of running!

Sunday, May 23, 2010

It's the Little Things

One of my daughters was diagnosed with Asperger Syndrome last summer. Part of this disorder is a fine motor delay and lack of muscle tone. Rachel struggles with holding the pencil correctly and her handwriting is far below that of an "average" 5 1/2 year old. She is extremely clumsy and literally falls over her own feet at times. She struggles with changes and cannot express her frustration in any other way than to scream and cry.

Don't get me wrong, Rachel is a delight. She is extremely sweet, caring and oh so smart. I find myself at times a little sad, though that she will struggle with this disorder her entire life and will have to learn how to live in a "neurotypical" world.

So, when she recently lost her tooth, I was so happy for her. Finally, something "normal" happened to my Rachel! It may seem like a little thing. And it really is. But, in life, aren't the little things the ones that matter the most?

Take my Mother's Day. Greg didn't do anything big or elaborate. He did a bunch of little things that made my day so special. I got to sleep in. He had the girls make me cards (nice to receive since I am always having them make other people's cards). I sent him to the grocery store the day before for something I needed for dinner that night. While he was there, he decided that the steaks I had picked out for dinner on Mother's Day weren't good enough, so he got better ones. He bought me a bottle of wine. He made a garlic butter sauce for the steaks.

One day last week, I wanted to get some yard work done so I had the twins come outside with me. They asked if they could bring some toys outside, so I let them. They brought out a bunch of stuffed animals and had them all climbing the trees.

All of these things by themselves are just small little things. And its those little things that keep you going.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Stupid Shit That I Do

I am a curse for new things. Just ask my husband. Last Christmas, he got me an .mp3 player. I loaded it up with tunes, charged it up and took it on our week-long cruise where it stopped working. For my birthday, he got a great deal on this really nice digital frame that didn't even work. I mean, I took the thing out of the box and it wouldn't even turn on! At that point, Greg affectionately called me a curse on electronics.

I've blown up computers, I've ruined dinners, I've left the garage door open all night. (With the light on so anyone driving by would see what we had in there!) My car has dings and dents. In essence, I cannot keep anything nice.

Which brings us to today. I took the twins to school and went to the grocery store with Riley. We rushed through the store because I had to get Riley to the ENT clinic at 10:30. After the store, we went home and I quickly unloaded the groceries and realized I had a couple minutes to take the cover off the garden since we had a frost the night before. So, I run to the side of the house and start to take the cover off. We have a very temporary plastic fence around the garden to keep the bunnies from munching and as I was closing the gate, my new running shoe got caught on the fence and it got a hole in it! I was so mad. That will teach me to do something in a hurry!

Sunday, April 11, 2010

I am so excited for a friend of mine! Right this very moment, she is in Austin, TX, with her son, J. J is almost 7 years old. He hasn't spoken or communicated w/his mom, dad, or anyone else, since he was 3. Well, except for this past week. He's done a LOT of communicating this week!

My friend JC watched a documentary on HBO called A Mother's Courage and was intrigued by a therapy used in the film by the HALO (Helping Autism through Learning and Outreach) center called Rapid Prompting Method. No other center uses this method. For a little bit of information about this method, see this link.

JC got immediate response from her son after trying this method one time. She said it was like he looked at her and said "What took you so long!" JC was beside herself with joy. Then, he spoke. Said "Mommy." She hadn't heard him say that since he was 3! JC was so excited with these results, she decided to show his teachers. All of them were flabbergasted. Couldn't believe it. He was doing things he had NEVER done before! Other teachers in the school kept popping in on his sessions to see what amazing things he would do next.

Where is JC now? She and J are in Austin, TX...waiting to start Rapid Prompting Method training tomorrow. She can't wait. Neither can J.

There are a lot of us who live with Autism. I can only imagine the struggles faced by the families of those so severely affected with this disorder. My daughter is what they call a "high functioning" autistic...she has Asperger Syndrome. She talks, is social and affectionate and I would say MOST people who meet her wouldn't think she were autistic. We have our challenges with Rachel and there are days, like today, where I just don't know what to do. But Rachel talks to me. She hugs me. She laughs. She's a relatively "normal" kid.

So when I hear about something like the HALO center and how even someone who saw a demonstration on TV can get results the first time they try...I get excited. But my excitement doesn't come close to JC's! She always knew J was in there...but after trying Rapid Prompting, she's learning how to bring him out. And I couldn't be happier for her. Or for her son!

Thursday, March 18, 2010

A Father's Love

I wrote this poem on Valentine's Day during Mass. I was thinking about my dad b/c it was the 38th anniversary of his death. The words literally poured into my head and after I received communion, I found a receipt and a pen in my purse and started writing.

My point for this blog is simply to write. I want to set aside 30 minutes per week to write. Seems like this is a good place to put it all. Since this poem is the first thing I have written in a very long time...I thought it would be a good place to start. Don't worry, all the writing won't be this sad.

A Father's Love

Written on February 14, 2010
on the 38th anniversary of my father's death

A baby girl lays in the nursery
Other daddy's pass out cigars
Hers isn't there
Her mommy holds her and cries for her lost love

A toddler holds her grandpa's finger and laughs
He laughs back
Her mommy wishes for a father's love for her baby girl

A little girl dances with her uncle at the Father-Daughter Dance
She misses what she has never had
But is thankful for a loving family

A teenage girl travels to a family reunion
She watches a video of her father moving across a room
It makes her smile
She has never seen him move

A young woman graduates college
As her proud family looks on
She wonders if he is watching
And if he is proud of the daughter he never knew

A bride holds her mother's hand
As she walks down the aisle
Looking at her own love she knows how much her mom misses him
They play “Father's Eyes” as a tribute
She looks out and sees her loved ones' tears

A mom watches her daughters play with their daddy
She smiles, thankful for the chance to experience
A father's love for his little girls

I love you, Dad!