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Sunday, June 13, 2010

Today I went for a bike ride with my son riding in the traile behind me. He is 3 and only weighs about 35 pounds. But it made such a difference! It was so much more difficult to maintain my usual speed by adding just 35 pounds. I had to slow down for the second half of my ride.

Will it be that much easier to do everything once I loose 35 pounds of my own body weight? I'm thinking yes! I found a new motivation to lose weight. I want daily activities to be that much easier.

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MAGICCITYKID 6/13/2010 4:11PM

    It's amazing what just 35 pounds can do. I have faith in you and I know you can succeed.

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DJLEONARD 6/13/2010 3:16PM

    I hear you! I had a similar experience pulling my daughter on a trailer bike. She weighed 50 lbs and that's what I want to lose. Good luck!

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Monday, June 07, 2010

Tonight I finally got brave enough to post a photo. So where is it? I've spent the last 20 minutes looking through all of the photos on my hard drive, just to realize I am not in any of them. I have pictures of my kids, husband, pets, Christmas tree, wrecked car, new house... but none of me. emoticon

I do have some pictures from 2001 that I could scan in. But that's kind of cheating to put up a photo from so long ago. Guess I'll have to take some pics this weekend to post.


Tired... or bored?

Friday, June 04, 2010

I've found that by watching my kids, I learn alot about myself. Today is a perfect example. When I got home from work today, I decided to take the kids on a walk. Since I live in a small town and there aren't too many destinations we walked to the local gas station/everything store. It's not that far, maybe 3/4 mile.

Well, when we were still at the house, they were excited about the walk... Jumping, screaming, running, knocking eachother over. Then we started walking. We got about 2 blocks before they slowed down. Another 2 blocks and they started with "Mommy, pick me up." Then we get to the parking lot and my daughter says in a whiny 4-year-old voice "I can't walk anymore. I'm too tired." Now, I know this isn't true. She runs through the park for hours at a time, she's not too tired to walk another 200ft. So I tell her to keep walking and we get into the store.

And suddenly neither of the kids are tired. They want candy. They want soda. They want to climb up on the counter, try to lock each other in the freezers, dump the cooler by the counter because the sodas are trapped in the ice.... and now suddenly I'm tired. So we get our bottles of water and apple juice and head back home.

They run out the door. They race each other through the parking lot. We cross the street. Then out bursts the first "I'm tired," not even 1 block from the store. Uggh! Somehow we make it another block without me losing patience. There we find a pile of gravel, about 3ft high. Once again, they forget about being tired. They race to the top of the gravel and cry when they can't figure out how to get down again. I get them back on the ground and we start walking again. Do I really have to type what they said? Do I really???

Well, we finally get home, 5 blocks and 30 minutes later. They whined about how tired they were the rest of the way, but we made it. We step into the front yard. My son runs over to the swingset. My daughter runs over to her bike. I tell them it's time to go inside and start dinner.
They say, "But we wanna play."
I say "I thought you were so tired you couldn't take another step..."
Their answer: "I'm not tired. I wanna play."

After I got over being annoyed, I started thinking. Maybe the kids are confusing tired with bored. They weren't tired of walking, they were bored with walking.

After some more thinking, I realized they aren't the only ones who say tired when they mean bored. I do it to. For example, I started thinking I was tired about 5 minutes into a 35 minute cardio routine yesterday. I completed all 35 minutes, but only because I had to. It wasn't my best effort. I could have pushed myself harder. But I didn't, because I was tired... or should I say bored. And that happens about half the time.

So now I get to think about how much more I could have accomplished during my workouts, if only I hadn't confused tired and bored. Don't get me wrong, there are days that I'm just plain tired. But not always...