Saturday, January 29, 2011


Any remaining doubts about the effectiveness of the training we do at PR Fitness were just answered.  I haven't run in months.  What started as a runners block was exaggerated by the business of the holidays and my kids crazy schedules.  I just stepped on the treadmill and was expecting the typical run one song, walk one that is usually followed by exhaustion.  I was surprised to find how easily I got through two miles without feeling any exhaustion. 

Thank you Chris, Danielle & Richard!!!

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Starting Fresh

Last week was rough.  I am excited about the fresh start a Monday brings.  I am not interested in rehashing everything that went wrong last week.  I have my groceries for the week.  A plan, and meals ready to go.  Veggies are packed in individual servings and my jeans that haven't fit since the week before Christmas are freshly washed and ready to be worn.  Bring on Monday!

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Becoming Uncomfortable

It was so nice to see many of the BTWG participants in person yesterday.  I spent most of the time alternating between listening and making sure my son wasn't destroying anything in the kids room - his older sister is usually with him and is a great mommy getter so I was feeling a bit more concern than usual!

One of the discussions that resonated most with me was about pushing yourself and how that correlates with our no excuses principal.  I have always been good at making life fun.  It is easy for me to find humor in most any situation and this is a weapon I often find myself using to avoid being uncomfortable.  At the gym, it is much easier to laugh and joke about our sadistic coaches (JUST KIDDING:-)  than it is to go to the place of pain and do what needs to be done to make myself stronger.  At home, and it is easier to eat junk food and watch tv than it is to do the creative work necessary to find some healthy fun.  

I think I am finally coming to terms with one of my major life truths.  I have consistently made the choice to travel the path of least resistance.  Right now, this choice is coming to a head.  In addition to making the decision to join btwg and make myself uncomfortable, I am learning that it will be impossible to spend more time on this path while dealing with the myriad needs of my son who is fighting Autism.  It is time to find a new path and I am grateful for the tools that are being presented to me to assist with the search.

Sunday, January 9, 2011


I have a hard time deciphering between boredom and hunger. 

Today is as Good of a Day as Any

I am not sure where my running motivation has gone.  Since my disappointing finish in the Mini last May, I have not enjoyed running.  It used to be a great way to have some me time!  I am not a very social runner.  I love music and I find running to be my best time to listen to some tunes and be alone.  I think I need to make some time for myself to get on ITUNEs and find some new music.  Perhaps some new winter running clothes would help as well.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Grocery Store Confusion

I have been suffering from a lack of creativity in my families dietary choices lately.  I found this flowchart and will be taking it to the grocery store with me next weekend.  Puts a whole new level of confusion on Coach Chris' shop the perimiter for time plan! 

Monday, January 3, 2011

Bridging the Wellness Gap

Most of us can read the writing on the wall; we just assume it's addressed to someone else.  ~Ivern Ball

 I stepped on the scale this morning for the first time in a month.  Must to my chagrin, there were seven more digits on the results that blinked back to me than the last time I checked.  I wasn't surprised.  I spent the month of December eating like it didn't count.  Life was too busy to attend classes at PR and cookies became a food group all to themselves.  All month I was reading the writing on the wall.  There was always a reason to neglect my health.  Too busy, too stressed, too sick, or just enjoying the season.  The season has ended.  

Many life issues are relatable to my expanding waistline.  It has always been much easier for me to assume the writing on the wall is about my husband, my children, Autism, my stressful job, bills, or anything else that can be imagined.  My power lies in learning that the words on the wall are addressed to me and have nothing to do with life circumstances either good or bad.

I am so excited to begin the BTWG journey and hopeful that it is time for me to learn to find my power.