Tuesday, June 21, 2011
I SAID I was going to run while my daughter was at marching band today. As caffienne hadn't fueled the brain yet at that time Irealized as I was driving her that I was in nice capris and a shirt. Not running material. Noooo problem, as long as I get in a morning run before the heat right?
It was about 9:30 when I got out the door and I was super pleased with myself. I was listening to Suz's podcast for Week 2 of C25 (very good by the way) and Kate Perry's "Fireworks" was filling my mind when something plagued me, like a little naggin voice.
It was really really REALLY warm outside at 9:30. I kept going and by the 4th 90 second interval of running I was feeling it. My legs began to accumulate lead in them but I kept pushing. My body kept trying to anchor towards shade while my mind kept trying to figure out why there were none. By the time the sixth 90 second interval of running came around I was feeling slightly nauseated but kept pushing on. At this point my mouth was dry and I was wishing there was a way to fit a water bottle in my bra.
When I got home after 30 minutes I looked at the temp in the car. 98 degrees.....at 10am. Are you for freaking real??
turns out it's going to be 106 today...I hate being broke...otherwise there would be a doughboy sitting on the back patio with my happy arse floatin in it.
I went and picked up my daughter and treated the girls to McD's Strawberry Lemonaide. I didn't get one. Not my bag baby.
This left me with one other frog to eat. My Slim in 6 Burn it Up. Oh yea. the hour long torture of every exercise I've ever hated in life. . . . the squats, the lunges, the situps, push-ups, the leg lifts...UGH the leg lifts! I know tho....I WILL complete this round of Burn it. I will complete the six weeks!! Just to say "I did that". So, I stole the tele from the girls and made a deal with myself.
Finish this today and you can have a cookie.
Don't judge me. It's a good cookie. (40 calories)
Finish this week and try Hip Hop Abs on Sat for a variety.
That actually sounds appealing.
So I did
and there are two more stickers on my calendar (one for running, one for Burn it)
and.... I had a cookie.
It was a damn good cookie :o)
courtesy of my daughter
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
and I huffed and I puffed and I blew myself right down!
Hubs took the day off today and normally I would use this as an excuse not to work out. I don't know why that didn't happen today. Is it my motivation to do better? Is it because I want this so badly? Is it because I'm crazy? eh, maybe all of the above. I told him that just because it was his day off that I had to allocate an hour of the day to workout...somehow sometime.
WARNING: LIST OF PRODUCTIVE HOUSEWIFELY GODDESS DUTIES ENCLOSED...IF THIS IS NOT YOUR BAG BABY GO TO PARAGRAPH 3!!
Sooo, while hubby relaxed his day off I got up and drank my coffee, checked Spark, did 4 loads of laundry, 2 loads of dishes, vacuumed the floors, let the bird out (damn bird), cleaned the fridge, washed 3 cars (with help), put the laundry away, got dinner stuff made, decided and made oatmeal cocoa no bake drops and wa-la...it was seven pm
By now, here it was 90 degrees in the house and I knew I wasn't going to run..I didn't fret it. I ate my dinner, did more dishes and downloaded some new podcast to my iPod for my run tomorrow. I have to take my daughter to her new High School 7am tomorrow for band practice and while she does that I will run (with my new bootielicious music!!)
But, as for today...yup
Hubby went to bed around 9 after I kicked his bootie on Wii bowling and I claimed the tele for an hour.
I burned it up.
I, for some reason, didn't use my iPod for music and worried that come 30 minutes into it I was going to be panting and gasping and needing a ten minute break. Although I worked up a sweat (90 degrees perhaps?) I didn't push so hard I burnt OUT. It was a good "relaxing" workout if that makes sense? So, although my cardio says 600 for calories, I'm guessing it was a 400 burn. It was one of the fastest hours yet. I don't know if it was because there was no music, or if because I was getting used to it, or because I did this at night...it just felt nice. Kind of like the run the other day....Maybe it's because once again, it was just my hour. My hour with my own thoughts and my own body pushing..., It's a sticker...and my smiley is on my Monday!!
okay, so it's 20 minutes to midnight and I'm not sure, but I know I'm tired, which means my blog is probabaly more of a ramble and that's okay...cuz ya know what?
I gots 3 points.
Goodnight and see ya in Sparkville :o)
Friday, June 17, 2011
I went for a run yesterday. So determined to finish what I start I am that I began Week one of the C25 program again. I think I'm getting stronger!! I did the runs with ease and didn't lose my breath.
It was funny because my initial excuse NOT to run was simply "I don't know where to run and I don't want to encounter snakes" But, I really wanted to move as I don't want to self sabbatoge myself again so I just opened the door and ran. No where in particular and I don't even remember thinking, just more like enjoying the alone time.
It was a necessary alone time.
This summer so far has been a hustle and bustle of activity. I love it...I really do. It entails me taking the middle one to dance class, rehearsals, sewing a dress for her recital, then taking her to marching band,....meanwhile taking the youngest to cheer four times a week or to a friends or "Mom can you take us swimming" etc etc. On top of that of course is the "sh*te, what's for dinner?" and "how was your day?" LOL
so yes, 30 minutes of iPod in ear was all about me.
The daughter's dance studio offers Barre 8 fitness classes. I haven't gone yet mainly for fear of not hearing without my hearing aids. I'm going to email the teacher tonight rather that just not go...but it turns out my cheer daughters offered a Beachbody workout for parents. I was nervous to be around a group of mothers doing the P90 but what the heck right? I not only did it, but I never took a break!! I really AM getting stronger!! A couple of the other mothers commented how I never took a break and just kept right on going...I thought I was lost on some of it (those lunges again) but it seems I was keeping up pretty well. I did get a little "bored" in the middle but only because the "instructor" had the lights lowered and I had no hearing aids in. It was really like being in my own living room working out only I was careful not to fart.
The workout itself was only 35 minutes and it seemed to me like a basic "how to" more than an intense workout. I did work up a sweat but it led me to thinking....do I count this as a sticker for my workout? Or should I do my burn it Up for 50 minutes as usual today? I probably will...I like doing it in my home...I don't wear shoes so my feet don't try to come out of my them sideways (anyone else have that problem???) I spend more time on my workouts kicking my feet back towards the "inners" of my shoes than I do working out...like the fabric of my shoes don't hold in my feet to the soles. My feet just slip and slide around inside my shoes more than one does slide lunges.
and should I continue with week one tomorrow on C25? hmmm probably should bump it up to week 2...after all, I do need to stay focused on finishing and WHY I quit in the 1st place...
ok, so the pulled pork is in the crock pot, there's laundry in the dryer, hubby's already in bed. Guess it's time for one more hour....or at least 30 minutes before I get my sticker.
I love my stickers.
Wednesday, June 01, 2011
I can't believe it's been five years this month ... This was written June 18, 2006. It is one of the very first Blindbatty Blogs ever written and still one of my favortes. Enjoy! (MySpace/blindbatty) It's just copied and pasted so. . work with it! LOL
The Adventures of Blind Batty...just rambling.
"worrying is like a rocking chair..it gives you something to do, but doesn't get you anywhere....write that down"*
So, I decide last week I'm gonna get me a job. Not for financial reasons or anything, just to give me something to do. I sit at my computer and begin searching. Ah ha! here's something I can do...a job as a receptionist at a local car dealership...I can see it now (no pun intended)
"Titus will, please hold....Titus Will please hold...Titus will, please hold....Titus Will...what? I know I hung up on you..you should consider yourself lucky everyone else is still on hold...."
okay, maybe not.....hmmm...maybe I should see what else I can see.(pun WAS intended there)
In more not so recent news: The name Blind Batty comes from one particular Halloween when we took the day before and decked out our yard with fog, lights, a hand coming out of the ground, bats flying and the whole nine yards. I was a witch in charge of the candy bowl and Tom was the skeleton that would "pop out" at unsuspecting children. My friend and neighbor, Lisa, was my side kick witch in charge of luring little children to my cauldron. The only problem with me being in charge of the candy bowl was I couldn't see the kids in front of me...so I would screech "where are the children, I smell the little ones, but where are they?" and as they would reach for the candy I would turn (not knowing they were there) and they would run off totally freaked out. So, Ms. Lisa would screech "you blind batty...they twas right in front of ya!" To make matters worse-then the skeleton would pop out and the kids would run down the street screaming....Tom would take off his "head" and yell "hey, it's me Mr. Tom" (he was the Brownie leader at the time and known as Mr. Tom)...of course, all the children saw was a head under the arms of the skeleton and the witch who kept hiding the candy to lure them to the cauldron. We had a LOT of leftover candy that year. And so, because I never saw the children and it was Halloween, I became known (to this day) as Blind Batty.
Ah....so I decide one day to take my kids out. Now, understand normally I get rides from friends or family but on the particular day we wanted to have just the girls and I. So, I hailed my taxi cab and off to the mall we go. We decide to see a movie. I know..it must seem ironic to see a blind lady at the movies, but...there we are. My two little ones who are in charge of escorting me both have a hand of mine. We are walking along discussing which movie to watch when "BAM" I see stars but nothing else....I shake my head look around to discover not only have my girls let GO of my hand and ran forward to the ticket booth, but somehow managed to lead me straight into a pole.
So, now I have a cane which we affectionately call "my wacking stick". Trust me....I've wacked a few people with it too!! (and they call ME blind?!!)
So....Tom works these crazy hours in the military. The kids want to do the fair and I say "alrightie...let's go later this week". I figured I would get a shuttle and off we would go. I get a phone call from a friend offering a ride and I tell them...don't worry about it, I don't want to be too much trouble.. I got it covered. I wasn't trying to be rude or anything, just sometimes that independent streak comes flaring out of me, ya know? Well, Bonnie and a few other people were sitting at the table when the voice on the phone says "Cori, sometimes you can be so stubborn. We wouldn't offer a ride if we didn't want to go....you can't go by yourself with three kids...you are BLIND you know..." I held the phone out from my ear and asked my friends "did you know I was blind??" We still laugh about that to this day and occasionally they still remind me...I am blind, you know! lol
As if that wasn't enough...one day at work my co-worker is trying to get my attention. Being the smart ass that he was...he immediately begins stamping his feet on the ground and yells "Hey, Cori! CHECK YOUR BATTERIES". So, I tell everyone that story and not only am I Blind Batty, but now I got that goin for me.
My friend Bonnie recently takes me grocery shopping. She's an awesome escort and yes, there is a trick to it. I have to stay of the left side (just works better for some reason) and I hold the cart without ever pushing it. We are in somewhat of a hurry that day so, once again that independent streak comes out of me and I spot something I need. I let go of the cart, walk across the isle and grab the item when a voice says "What, are you trying to kiss me?" I focus my eyes to discover that I spotted the item I needed but DIDN'T see the elder gentleman also grabbing the item and we were nose to nose without me even realizing it. At this time I feel Bonnie grabbing my collar, laughing and telling the gentleman..."sorry, she forgot her cane and I just left her for a second"
ooops...out of time....hope you enjoyed...you all have a great Father's Day...and I'll write more later gater....
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Hey folks, she will paint your house for ya too!... now that's something.
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Reply(2)4 years ago
my computer has the biggest freaking fonts you will ever see in your life!! lol...I currently have tunnel vision (imagine looking through a straw) so, I can somewhat see...but seem to miss ALOT...makes for great entertainment though...who needs a lampshade dude...just bring me to the party.
4 years ago
Cori, forgive my ignorance for asking you this... understand that I wasnt aware that your vision had gotten so bad, and I am just beyond my scope of figuring out how you make your way around the net? I am glad you do, I love reading your blogs. I just wonder how in the world you do it!
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