Running and walking are important for both my physical and mental well being.
I was reminded again last night.
Also, the lightning on the way home was incredibly awesome. I felt like I was walking through some movie.
And I burned 400 calories, to boot.
I need something to give me a little push to get things started so I’ve decided to join noquithouse and her husband in their Month of Cardio challenge! Basically, I’m going to try to do at least 15 minutes of cardio, 6 days a week for a month.
I still need to complete at least 30 minutes of…
Woot woot! Very glad to have you on board—rock it out! :-D
We suggested 30 minute workouts 3 times a week and 15 the other three, but obviously length, intensity, duration, activity—it’s all up to you! Go go, motivation!
Two things on my mind today. Okay, mostly just two things. I can never just have two things—my thoughts run on Energizer batteries (they just keep going and going and going…).
1. MONTH OF CARDIO begins TODAY! My husband’s birthday is one month from today, and he decided to kick it into high gear by doing at least 15 minutes of a cardio activity 6 days a week for a month. He kicked it off with a 3-mile run this morning, and I started by tacking some Cardio X onto the end of my Legs and Back workout.
Even better? We’ve got a bunch of our friends on board! And even our daughter is outside skating right now because she wants to participate. How cool is that?
I wish I had a picture of me working out today, but you wouldn’t want to see it. I was gross. Instead, here’s random picture number 14. Check out my duct-taped glasses. >.>
2. I’m going to fire one of our therapists today. Okay, not really fire, because she only works for us through the company, but basically. She’s not good for my son. The more I think about it, the more sure I am that it’s the right thing to do.
He doesn’t like her. In fact, the whole time she’s here, I think he’s on the edge of a meltdown (thanks to a very informative post someone linked to me about identifying meltdowns). I thought he was just tired, but I talked to the therapist who works with him at the clinic, and he said his behavior doesn’t change in the afternoons for him at all. That tells me it’s something else.
The problem is, I HATE confrontation. I’m so bad at it. I have my own issues that I won’t go into right now, but the very idea of having to tell someone it’s not working out and explaining myself sends my anxiety into the highest of gears. My stomach is turning just thinking about it.
But it has to be done. He deserves to have the kind of people in his life who work towards the goals we believe in; to have people who help draw him out on the basis of love and safety rather than discomfort and intimidation.
So there ya go. Good sweat, yucky anxiety. Overall, though, I’m still feeling pretty good today. :-)
Started Week 5 of P90X with the Chest, Shoulders, & Triceps workout.
Lifting my arms above my head is difficult today. Taking off my shirt was fun.
Shower’s still totally worth it. :-D
A couple of thoughts on this Saturday:
My legs are the strongest part of my body; I’ve known that for a long time. P90X challenged me on that today. I know I’ve mentioned before my absolute hatred of wall squats. Single Leg Wall Squats made me want to DIE.
Still so glad I did it.
Breakfast:
Okay, pretend with me that the floor is clean and I’m not actually wearing my husband’s chili pepper boxers.
Where did those leg muscles come from?!
My husband took this picture this morning. I had no idea what he was taking a picture of, but there it is.
Did Shoulders & Arms today. Discovered some muscles I didn’t know I had. I feel good now, but I’ll bet I’m going to be sore tomorrow!
Plyometrics has my number. Holy cow, dude.
I forgot to dig out my heart rate monitor before I started, but I will next time. I want to know where I was at, exactly.
I don’t need to know if I was in “the zone.” I know that I know that I was.
Also, I hate anything that has the words “jump” and “squat” together. Period. I refuse to ever like them. Do you know what it’s like to be carrying over 50 extra pounds of fat and loose skin and then jump around? NOT PRETTY.
I decided before school ended that I would keep getting up at the same time and doing my workout before the kids got up.
This morning, I started. I wanted to go for a run, but I couldn’t find my pants—I couldn’t even find any suitable shorts. I planned to do Cardio X and leave it at that, but when I picked up the P90X box, it was talking to me.
It said, “You should do the whole thing. 13 weeks. That’d be a good summer.”
I said, “You’re crazy.”
It said, “No, you’re crazy.”
(Wow, P90X sounds a lot like my husband…!)
We went back and forth for a few minutes, and then I decided to stop being a wuss and go for it. I did Chest & Back and followed it with some Cardio X.
It wasn’t as scary as I made it out to be in my head. It was hard. It burned. And when I was in the shower afterwards, I had to prop my elbow on the wall to wash my hair because my arms felt like Jello.
But here I am looking forward to tomorrow. Bring it.
