I haven't posted anything in awhile. I've been thinking and thinking of ways to express some of the emotions I've had inside. The past month has been full of excitement, achievement and sorrow. However, my resolve has not wavered.
I promise (to my millions of fans) that I will write again very soon! :-)
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Sick Last Week
Sick....I hate being sick. All last week I felt horrible but hopefully, I have emerged from the muck! So, in short...I did nothing last week. I was shredded but not in a good way.
The Crossroads 1/2 Marathon is one month away and I have decided to change my focus. I have made the hard decision to just run. I am not where I need or want to be. So, if I want to be able to finish the simple 13.1 miles...yes, I said simple....hahahahaha I know I have to be mentally and physically ready to run. I can only do that by running.
I will say a little bit about the 30 Day Shred before I go any further. When I started, I couldn't do a normal push-up. I could do a few on my knees but that was a major struggle. Before I got sick, I was able to do regular push-ups! No, I didn't have my nose to the floor but I was on my toes, holding my body up and able to do everything pretty well. There were several other moves that I found I could do much better, so I would highly recommend this DVD! Would I recommend that you do the DVD every day? Probably not. I say this with all the love for Jillian and the 30 Day Shred, everyone must have at least one day off!
Since I was doing the 30 Day Shred and running, I found it quite difficult to keep my motivation up but more than that, it was hard to keep up physically. My appetite actually increased because I was so tired. I didn't lose more than 5 pounds (every little bit helps) but now that I'm just running, I've noticed my appetite is back to normal.
I never did hit level 3 of the DVD. I was actually looking forward to the challenge, so that was disappointing. BUT I'm not giving up! I am determined to try the 30 Day Shred once the 1/2 marathon is over.
Now, for an update on my running.
Monday was my first day back running. I set out to do 3 miles and was excited that the weather was only 88 degrees! But my excitement soon changed to fear....well, almost fear!
I decided to change my normal route by one block. One block can make a huge difference in a run. One block.
I'm running, having a great time, then realize that the street names don't seem familiar. I decided to keep running but make left turns whenever I can. These left turns should take me back to my regular street....but they don't.
When I realized I was lost, I stopped running. As I walked along the wonderful sub-division streets, I thought about crying. I didn't know how far off my "path" I was. I didn't know where I was and I didn't have my cell phone with me. However, it wouldn't have mattered if I would have had the cell phone. My husband was at work and I had the car.....at home! I started thinking about neighbors who could help. One neighbor was new in the area and would have gotten lost trying to find me. The other neighbor doesn't drive. Everyone else was at work and I wasn't going to ask them to come get me!
So, I walked and walked. Finally, I saw a lady getting into her SUV. I plucked up the courage to go ask her where Wal-Mart was located. (I knew how to get back to my house from Wal-Mart!) I know in this day and age most people aren't willing to help and to top it off, I didn't smell good! But I walked up to her, keeping a good distance between myself and the vehicle. I said, "Sorry to bother you, but can you tell me where Wal-Mart is?" She had such a startled look on her face and asked, "You don't know where Wal-Mart is?!" I had to explain that I was new to the area, took a wrong turn and had been walking trying to find my way to Wal-Mart because I knew how to get home from there. I must have sounded slightly normal because she actually offered to drive me.
As I climbed into the SUV, I introduced myself to Brenda and tried to make sure I seemed normal. The more I tried to seem normal the weirder I felt. At one point, Brenda couldn't find her cell phone, it dropped somewhere in the car. All of a sudden I had the same feeling come over me as when I see a police car while I'm driving and I haven't done anything wrong. I felt guilty! Now, I know I didn't take the cell phone but I really felt like Brenda thought I did! As this kind lady dropped me off at Wal-Mart, I wanted to say "I'll empty my pockets if you want. I'll do anything to prove that I didn't take your cell phone!"
I hope she found that phone.
So, what was supposed to be a 30 minute run turned into an hour and a half panic attack for me. I might not have given my legs a great workout but my heart sure got one!
Tuesday, I ran on the treadmill. I can't get lost on a treadmill.
The Crossroads 1/2 Marathon is one month away and I have decided to change my focus. I have made the hard decision to just run. I am not where I need or want to be. So, if I want to be able to finish the simple 13.1 miles...yes, I said simple....hahahahaha I know I have to be mentally and physically ready to run. I can only do that by running.
I will say a little bit about the 30 Day Shred before I go any further. When I started, I couldn't do a normal push-up. I could do a few on my knees but that was a major struggle. Before I got sick, I was able to do regular push-ups! No, I didn't have my nose to the floor but I was on my toes, holding my body up and able to do everything pretty well. There were several other moves that I found I could do much better, so I would highly recommend this DVD! Would I recommend that you do the DVD every day? Probably not. I say this with all the love for Jillian and the 30 Day Shred, everyone must have at least one day off!
Since I was doing the 30 Day Shred and running, I found it quite difficult to keep my motivation up but more than that, it was hard to keep up physically. My appetite actually increased because I was so tired. I didn't lose more than 5 pounds (every little bit helps) but now that I'm just running, I've noticed my appetite is back to normal.
I never did hit level 3 of the DVD. I was actually looking forward to the challenge, so that was disappointing. BUT I'm not giving up! I am determined to try the 30 Day Shred once the 1/2 marathon is over.
Now, for an update on my running.
Monday was my first day back running. I set out to do 3 miles and was excited that the weather was only 88 degrees! But my excitement soon changed to fear....well, almost fear!
I decided to change my normal route by one block. One block can make a huge difference in a run. One block.
I'm running, having a great time, then realize that the street names don't seem familiar. I decided to keep running but make left turns whenever I can. These left turns should take me back to my regular street....but they don't.
When I realized I was lost, I stopped running. As I walked along the wonderful sub-division streets, I thought about crying. I didn't know how far off my "path" I was. I didn't know where I was and I didn't have my cell phone with me. However, it wouldn't have mattered if I would have had the cell phone. My husband was at work and I had the car.....at home! I started thinking about neighbors who could help. One neighbor was new in the area and would have gotten lost trying to find me. The other neighbor doesn't drive. Everyone else was at work and I wasn't going to ask them to come get me!
So, I walked and walked. Finally, I saw a lady getting into her SUV. I plucked up the courage to go ask her where Wal-Mart was located. (I knew how to get back to my house from Wal-Mart!) I know in this day and age most people aren't willing to help and to top it off, I didn't smell good! But I walked up to her, keeping a good distance between myself and the vehicle. I said, "Sorry to bother you, but can you tell me where Wal-Mart is?" She had such a startled look on her face and asked, "You don't know where Wal-Mart is?!" I had to explain that I was new to the area, took a wrong turn and had been walking trying to find my way to Wal-Mart because I knew how to get home from there. I must have sounded slightly normal because she actually offered to drive me.
As I climbed into the SUV, I introduced myself to Brenda and tried to make sure I seemed normal. The more I tried to seem normal the weirder I felt. At one point, Brenda couldn't find her cell phone, it dropped somewhere in the car. All of a sudden I had the same feeling come over me as when I see a police car while I'm driving and I haven't done anything wrong. I felt guilty! Now, I know I didn't take the cell phone but I really felt like Brenda thought I did! As this kind lady dropped me off at Wal-Mart, I wanted to say "I'll empty my pockets if you want. I'll do anything to prove that I didn't take your cell phone!"
I hope she found that phone.
So, what was supposed to be a 30 minute run turned into an hour and a half panic attack for me. I might not have given my legs a great workout but my heart sure got one!
Tuesday, I ran on the treadmill. I can't get lost on a treadmill.
Monday, August 17, 2009
The Honest Truth About Week 3
Well, I am very tired. Yes, I said it. I believe I've taken on too much, doing The 30 Day Shred and training for the 1/2 marathon. I am still holding out hope that I can complete what I've set out to do, but I'm only starting week 3 and I'm drained.
On Tuesday of last week, I pulled a groin muscle. No, not a pretty subject to talk about and worse to get over. I rested on Wednesday and didn't do a thing. By Thursday, I felt good enough to run and gently completed the DVD workout. Friday's run of 8 miles was fine, even with the injury. Saturday, I decided to only run and completed 12 miles. So, all together I've missed 2 days of doing the DVD workout.
This week might be the hardest because running takes so much out of me. I did do research before hand and Jillian Michaels does suggest doing the DVD before any cardio. Doing strength training before cardio ensures the body has enough power for sudden bursts of energy. Cardio doesn't require the same type of energy as strength training. There were 2 days were I did the DVD after my run and it was harder. I have also added a soy supplement to my diet because it's supposed to assist in repairing the muscles quicker. Of course, I also take vitamins!
On top of everything else, I couldn't weigh-in this morning. The scales just read "Low". I wanted to pretend that the scales were telling me my weight was lower but I'm pretty sure it was just indicating the batteries were too low! It's frustrating. Not knowing if anything has changed or stayed the same is hard. But, I'm hoping for a surprise next week! Yes, I could weigh-in tomorrow but I try to stick to weighing on the same day because I don't want to obsess about my weight. Right now, I'm trying to work on my endurance! AND I need patience for that!
I have a pair of shorts I use to wear 4 years ago and I hope to be able to fit in them before cold weather hits! It's funny, I put them on a couple of months ago and there was no way I would wear them out of my bedroom, much less in public! Saturday, I tried them on again. The shorts did fit better but were still not comfortable enough to wear. I always get my kids advice, because they are honest....sometimes too honest. I asked Abby if she thought the shorts were too tight, she said no....but then added my stomach was pushed up more! hahahahaha Ben told me to change my clothes. Kids, they are so funny.
Don't quit on yourself!
On Tuesday of last week, I pulled a groin muscle. No, not a pretty subject to talk about and worse to get over. I rested on Wednesday and didn't do a thing. By Thursday, I felt good enough to run and gently completed the DVD workout. Friday's run of 8 miles was fine, even with the injury. Saturday, I decided to only run and completed 12 miles. So, all together I've missed 2 days of doing the DVD workout.
This week might be the hardest because running takes so much out of me. I did do research before hand and Jillian Michaels does suggest doing the DVD before any cardio. Doing strength training before cardio ensures the body has enough power for sudden bursts of energy. Cardio doesn't require the same type of energy as strength training. There were 2 days were I did the DVD after my run and it was harder. I have also added a soy supplement to my diet because it's supposed to assist in repairing the muscles quicker. Of course, I also take vitamins!
On top of everything else, I couldn't weigh-in this morning. The scales just read "Low". I wanted to pretend that the scales were telling me my weight was lower but I'm pretty sure it was just indicating the batteries were too low! It's frustrating. Not knowing if anything has changed or stayed the same is hard. But, I'm hoping for a surprise next week! Yes, I could weigh-in tomorrow but I try to stick to weighing on the same day because I don't want to obsess about my weight. Right now, I'm trying to work on my endurance! AND I need patience for that!
I have a pair of shorts I use to wear 4 years ago and I hope to be able to fit in them before cold weather hits! It's funny, I put them on a couple of months ago and there was no way I would wear them out of my bedroom, much less in public! Saturday, I tried them on again. The shorts did fit better but were still not comfortable enough to wear. I always get my kids advice, because they are honest....sometimes too honest. I asked Abby if she thought the shorts were too tight, she said no....but then added my stomach was pushed up more! hahahahaha Ben told me to change my clothes. Kids, they are so funny.
Don't quit on yourself!
Monday, August 10, 2009
New Week, New Level
After much fear and trepidation, I began Level 2 of the 30 Day Shred. I finished, not well, but I did finish! I felt like I was confused a large part of the 20 minutes. Most of the confusion came from not knowing how to execute each move. I'm sure over the next week to week and a half, I'll know the moves better than I care to know them! Not knowing what was coming next, made the workout fly by. I like that. Being done is good. I do look forward to being able to do the moves without wondering, "Now how am I supposed to do what?" There seemed to not be as much impact on my knees during this level. In fact, just on face value, I enjoyed this level a little more than the first. However, I'll report if my opinion has changed as the days go by.
Level 2 does have more push-up/plank type moves. Since I always joke that "I have no upper
body strength" these are difficult for me. I pushed myself a little today to complete the plank-jacks, which I can only describe as a move that was invented by Satan himself. Down in a beginning push-up stance, you are supposed to do a "jumping jack" while bracing your hands on the floor. I must say I didn't even attempt one "real" move. I did the beginner's, only moving one leg out at a time. This was tough enough! I did attempt and complete most of the plank-twists. I think it was because I knew it was the last exercise and I could see the light at the end of the tunnel!
body strength" these are difficult for me. I pushed myself a little today to complete the plank-jacks, which I can only describe as a move that was invented by Satan himself. Down in a beginning push-up stance, you are supposed to do a "jumping jack" while bracing your hands on the floor. I must say I didn't even attempt one "real" move. I did the beginner's, only moving one leg out at a time. This was tough enough! I did attempt and complete most of the plank-twists. I think it was because I knew it was the last exercise and I could see the light at the end of the tunnel!I ran a nice steady 4 miles today (only about 8 minute miles). I alternated my miles between flat and a slight incline. First mile flat, second incline, third flat and then the last on an incline. Not really an interval run but still a good workout. I just hope the fitness room gets a new air conditioner. The room is around 88 degrees and just horrible to run in. On the bright side, I'm getting acclimated to the heat outside!
Now, if I could just get my meals in line with my workouts I would be super fit! hahaha
Victory:
4 lbs. gone
Don't quit on yourself!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
First Week Completed
It is 10:30 p.m. and sitting at the computer, I am happy to write, I have completed my first full week of doing the 30 Day Shred! Most importantly, I'm still alive. It's a miracle. Even with a quick trip to San Antonio thrown into the mix, I worked out to the DVD every day this week. There is still a little tightness in my quads but overall, I feel like I have finished this first week pretty strong.
Tonight, Skip joined me and it encouraged me greatly to have someone working out with me. He doesn't do a workout every day, so there was some difficulty but overall he did well. However, the downstairs neighbor had different thoughts about us working out together. She came knocking at the door to let us know her pictures were falling off the walls! Try doing jumping jacks lightly....it's impossible.
The only workout I was not able to complete this week was my long weekend run. I have absolutely no excuse. I just messed around on Saturday and didn't commit to having the run completed before the trip to San Antonio. Even though that did frustrate me a little, I am still o.k. with at least having one accomplishment this week. Which brings me to my eating plan. It has been horrible. I feel like I have not shown any self-control at all. If I really want to see any real rewards I need to get that under control. I haven't thrown myself into healthy eating, as I have doing the DVD. Of course, there will be no major change in my physical fitness unless I do that....and tonight one of my neighbors brought over birthday cake! Great! That will really help! (I should have screamed and slammed the door!) In fact, her phrasing was "I know you have been working out but I have so much cake left over and I really need to get rid of it." It was almost as if there should have been more to the sentence, "I know you have been working out but I have so much cake left over and I really need to get rid of it....because you are a big eater."
One day several weeks ago, a 20-something man approached me while I was with a friend. He told me he had seen me working out. He asked me about my running and if I had run that day. Then turning to my friend he said, "I've seen her and she can really run." But the sentence sounded like there was a missing part. His voice indicated the sentence would have been completed this way, "I've seen her and she can really run....for an old fat lady."
I'm not bitter. Really, I'm not.
Actually, I'm still happy and upbeat about my quest! Small goals, small steps and small changes make a permanent lifestyle. Like the old Bill Murray movie "What About Bob", it's all about "baby steps"!
Tomorrow, I will try Level 2 of the 30 Day Shred. I'm nervous. Will I survive?
Tonight, Skip joined me and it encouraged me greatly to have someone working out with me. He doesn't do a workout every day, so there was some difficulty but overall he did well. However, the downstairs neighbor had different thoughts about us working out together. She came knocking at the door to let us know her pictures were falling off the walls! Try doing jumping jacks lightly....it's impossible.
The only workout I was not able to complete this week was my long weekend run. I have absolutely no excuse. I just messed around on Saturday and didn't commit to having the run completed before the trip to San Antonio. Even though that did frustrate me a little, I am still o.k. with at least having one accomplishment this week. Which brings me to my eating plan. It has been horrible. I feel like I have not shown any self-control at all. If I really want to see any real rewards I need to get that under control. I haven't thrown myself into healthy eating, as I have doing the DVD. Of course, there will be no major change in my physical fitness unless I do that....and tonight one of my neighbors brought over birthday cake! Great! That will really help! (I should have screamed and slammed the door!) In fact, her phrasing was "I know you have been working out but I have so much cake left over and I really need to get rid of it." It was almost as if there should have been more to the sentence, "I know you have been working out but I have so much cake left over and I really need to get rid of it....because you are a big eater."
One day several weeks ago, a 20-something man approached me while I was with a friend. He told me he had seen me working out. He asked me about my running and if I had run that day. Then turning to my friend he said, "I've seen her and she can really run." But the sentence sounded like there was a missing part. His voice indicated the sentence would have been completed this way, "I've seen her and she can really run....for an old fat lady."
I'm not bitter. Really, I'm not.
Actually, I'm still happy and upbeat about my quest! Small goals, small steps and small changes make a permanent lifestyle. Like the old Bill Murray movie "What About Bob", it's all about "baby steps"!
Tomorrow, I will try Level 2 of the 30 Day Shred. I'm nervous. Will I survive?
Friday, August 7, 2009
First Review
Over the past 4 days I have been working out on Level 1 of the 30 Day Shred by Jillian Michaels. The 30 Day Shred is a hard workout. Don't be fooled because it only lasts 20 minutes. As Jillian says, "You don't get to do a 20 minute workout and take a rest." So, during that short period of time you are always moving and sweating.
The thought that all of this will soon be over, carried me through the first 2 days. The workout covers just about every area of the body so there are no other words to describe how I felt, except to say, I was sore ALL over. At the end of the second day, I wasn't quite sure I would be able to finish my goal of completing all 3 levels in 30 days. But here I sit on the 5 day and I feel good and optimistic that I can continue. There were some successes that I have seen in just a few days. I have never been able to do push-ups, so I have been doing them on my knees. However, yesterday I was able to do both sets of push-ups on my toes for the first time. Even though I didn't touch my nose to the floor, I proved to myself that I was able to push myself and see results. Completing all the jumping jacks and jump rope movements was a great encouragement as well.
I am blending in my running routine with the DVD workout and doing both 5 days a week was overwhelming at the beginning. Tuesday, was the hardest running day I have experienced in a while. My muscles were screaming and my breathing seemed off. I wanted to stop but somehow, God just gave me the strength to finish my 3 miles. Wednesdays are rest days and it was much needed this week. The knowledge that doing a 20 minute workout was the only requirement for the day was thrilling! The rest days help muscles recover and I believe there is something mentally that prepares you for a longer run. To prove that point to myself, I was able to run 6 miles yesterday.
Sore muscles are a constant reminder that there is a goal at the end of the road. However, waking up and realizing that these same muscles are no longer in pain is amazing. After only 4 days, this 5Th day finds me feeling "normal". Yes, some muscles are tight but that is to be expected. Pushing myself harder than I have in a long time and then recovering quickly, tells me I am on the right track. I can do this. I don't have to quit. I am stronger and can endure. I really can do all things through Christ who gives me strength.
I plan to move up to Level 2 on the 30 Day Shred, Monday. I am intimidated by the thought I'll be advancing and yet, excited to think that I might be able to pull this off. I don't know how well I will finish, I just know I will finish.
Don't quit on yourself!
The thought that all of this will soon be over, carried me through the first 2 days. The workout covers just about every area of the body so there are no other words to describe how I felt, except to say, I was sore ALL over. At the end of the second day, I wasn't quite sure I would be able to finish my goal of completing all 3 levels in 30 days. But here I sit on the 5 day and I feel good and optimistic that I can continue. There were some successes that I have seen in just a few days. I have never been able to do push-ups, so I have been doing them on my knees. However, yesterday I was able to do both sets of push-ups on my toes for the first time. Even though I didn't touch my nose to the floor, I proved to myself that I was able to push myself and see results. Completing all the jumping jacks and jump rope movements was a great encouragement as well.
I am blending in my running routine with the DVD workout and doing both 5 days a week was overwhelming at the beginning. Tuesday, was the hardest running day I have experienced in a while. My muscles were screaming and my breathing seemed off. I wanted to stop but somehow, God just gave me the strength to finish my 3 miles. Wednesdays are rest days and it was much needed this week. The knowledge that doing a 20 minute workout was the only requirement for the day was thrilling! The rest days help muscles recover and I believe there is something mentally that prepares you for a longer run. To prove that point to myself, I was able to run 6 miles yesterday.
Sore muscles are a constant reminder that there is a goal at the end of the road. However, waking up and realizing that these same muscles are no longer in pain is amazing. After only 4 days, this 5Th day finds me feeling "normal". Yes, some muscles are tight but that is to be expected. Pushing myself harder than I have in a long time and then recovering quickly, tells me I am on the right track. I can do this. I don't have to quit. I am stronger and can endure. I really can do all things through Christ who gives me strength.
I plan to move up to Level 2 on the 30 Day Shred, Monday. I am intimidated by the thought I'll be advancing and yet, excited to think that I might be able to pull this off. I don't know how well I will finish, I just know I will finish.
Don't quit on yourself!
Monday, August 3, 2009
Creating Excitement
I knew this would happen. I've lost my motivation. Yes, I'm signed up for a 1/2 marathon which will be held in exactly 2 months, got sick and now have no motivation to train. I'm trying everything to move myself from being discouraged to knowing that with some hard work, I can get into shape for the October 3rd, race.
My first move, be accountable. I have come to the realization that no one in my family will hold me accountable, so I'm going to invent some accountability! (That happens to be you!) My second plan of action is to share my training schedule. Then, I'll write and tell how each part of the plan is working.
CORE TRAINING/WEIGHT LOSS
After reading many different reviews, I've decided to stick with the Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred. (I started the program several weeks ago and then changed my focus to just my running program.) I need to get my core in shape fast and this video claims to do that while helping an individual "lose up to 20 pounds in 30 days". Most of the reviews I've run across were posted from people who were either just starting the program or were in the first few weeks. I have not read about many people sticking with the whole 30 days. The couple of people that said they did only lost 8-10 pounds, which is great but still very normal. So, I'm going to see if I can stick pretty close to the video program and do 30 consecutive days of the Shred. Will I be "shredded" after 30 days or will I just feel like it?
The 30 Day Shred program is based on the "3-2-1 Interval System", mixing cardio, strength and abs together to increase quick results in only 20 minutes. There are 3 different levels of workouts (Level 1 - Beginners, Level 2 - Intermediate, Level 3 - Advanced). The goal is to work through each level and at the end of 30 days maximum results should be seen. Each workout is broken down to the following:
A 2 minute warm-up
Three - 6 minute circuits
*3 minutes of Strength
*2 minutes of cardio
*1 minute of abs
A 2 minute cool down
The great thing about this video, the only items needed are some hand weights and a mat if working on a hard surface.
RUNNING PROGRAM
The running portion of the program will begin by building miles during the week, working towards one long run on the weekends. Rest days are important so Wednesdays and Sundays will be targeted as resting days. However, I am flexible but I do plan on getting 5 good days of running.
Mondays will be 3-4 mile runs. Tuesdays will be speed days and on these days I'll either work on hills/inclines or running at a faster level (3-4 miles). Thursdays and Fridays will be days I try to get to Memorial Park to run outside. Building endurance in the heat takes time and I will be hoping to complete 4-5 miles on these runs. Saturdays, the long days, I will set goals as each weekend nears.
FUEL
Eating right is so important and it's the hardest challenge for me. However, if I expect faster results and want to be prepared for October I'm going to have to stick closely to a plan. I have always had great success with First Place 4 Health, so that's the eating plan I'm going to follow and will consume around 1400 calories a day. All good food plans require keeping a food diary and I am going to strive to be consistent!
There will be some meals I will be going off plan. I already know that I might eat a few more calories when I meet 2 of my best friends from high school this weekend but I will try to exercise some self-control! Also, my wedding anniversary will be coming up in the middle of this month. I am hoping that both my husband and I don't forget this year!
My last, but most important step is making sure that I have God's Word in my heart. I have never achieved my goals when God wasn't the center of my life. So, each day I am going to focus on a scripture or passage that will encourage me to endure!
I have been planning this program over the past several days and I realised that excuses are a big distraction. So, yesterday I tried to take away as many excuses as I could. I cleaned the house, washed and put away the dishes, washed and put away the clothes. Now, there is nothing around to encourage me to say, "I would work out but I need to do this first." I am working hard to set myself up for success.
So, I have weighed in this morning. No, I'm not bold enough to just put that out there! Though I did think about it....for about 2 seconds. Hopefully, by the end of this month I will have no problems sharing. But I will share any weight-loss or accomplishments each week.
*Before starting any exercise program please see your doctor. I spoke with my doctor and he told me I was overweight, so I'm sure he's o.k. with me doing this!
My first move, be accountable. I have come to the realization that no one in my family will hold me accountable, so I'm going to invent some accountability! (That happens to be you!) My second plan of action is to share my training schedule. Then, I'll write and tell how each part of the plan is working.
CORE TRAINING/WEIGHT LOSS
After reading many different reviews, I've decided to stick with the Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred. (I started the program several weeks ago and then changed my focus to just my running program.) I need to get my core in shape fast and this video claims to do that while helping an individual "lose up to 20 pounds in 30 days". Most of the reviews I've run across were posted from people who were either just starting the program or were in the first few weeks. I have not read about many people sticking with the whole 30 days. The couple of people that said they did only lost 8-10 pounds, which is great but still very normal. So, I'm going to see if I can stick pretty close to the video program and do 30 consecutive days of the Shred. Will I be "shredded" after 30 days or will I just feel like it?
The 30 Day Shred program is based on the "3-2-1 Interval System", mixing cardio, strength and abs together to increase quick results in only 20 minutes. There are 3 different levels of workouts (Level 1 - Beginners, Level 2 - Intermediate, Level 3 - Advanced). The goal is to work through each level and at the end of 30 days maximum results should be seen. Each workout is broken down to the following:
A 2 minute warm-up
Three - 6 minute circuits
*3 minutes of Strength
*2 minutes of cardio
*1 minute of abs
A 2 minute cool down
The great thing about this video, the only items needed are some hand weights and a mat if working on a hard surface.
RUNNING PROGRAM
The running portion of the program will begin by building miles during the week, working towards one long run on the weekends. Rest days are important so Wednesdays and Sundays will be targeted as resting days. However, I am flexible but I do plan on getting 5 good days of running.Mondays will be 3-4 mile runs. Tuesdays will be speed days and on these days I'll either work on hills/inclines or running at a faster level (3-4 miles). Thursdays and Fridays will be days I try to get to Memorial Park to run outside. Building endurance in the heat takes time and I will be hoping to complete 4-5 miles on these runs. Saturdays, the long days, I will set goals as each weekend nears.
FUEL
Eating right is so important and it's the hardest challenge for me. However, if I expect faster results and want to be prepared for October I'm going to have to stick closely to a plan. I have always had great success with First Place 4 Health, so that's the eating plan I'm going to follow and will consume around 1400 calories a day. All good food plans require keeping a food diary and I am going to strive to be consistent!
There will be some meals I will be going off plan. I already know that I might eat a few more calories when I meet 2 of my best friends from high school this weekend but I will try to exercise some self-control! Also, my wedding anniversary will be coming up in the middle of this month. I am hoping that both my husband and I don't forget this year!
My last, but most important step is making sure that I have God's Word in my heart. I have never achieved my goals when God wasn't the center of my life. So, each day I am going to focus on a scripture or passage that will encourage me to endure!
I have been planning this program over the past several days and I realised that excuses are a big distraction. So, yesterday I tried to take away as many excuses as I could. I cleaned the house, washed and put away the dishes, washed and put away the clothes. Now, there is nothing around to encourage me to say, "I would work out but I need to do this first." I am working hard to set myself up for success.
So, I have weighed in this morning. No, I'm not bold enough to just put that out there! Though I did think about it....for about 2 seconds. Hopefully, by the end of this month I will have no problems sharing. But I will share any weight-loss or accomplishments each week.
*Before starting any exercise program please see your doctor. I spoke with my doctor and he told me I was overweight, so I'm sure he's o.k. with me doing this!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Walking Miracle
So, I finally did it. I signed up for a half marathon....13.1 miles. Yep, I'm crazy. Oh, I have run that far and further but that was a few birthday's ago, before the baby AND before I gained a couple extra pounds! But you have to start somewhere I guess. I really wanted to run in the Houston Marathon but it sold out so quickly, my dreams were destroyed for this year. Now, I'm going to drive almost across Texas to run in the Odessa Crossroads Marathon. The neat thing, I'm going to run with my older sister, Tina! So, someone in the family has a chance of crossing the finish line!
Over the past few months, I have been doing well to stay on task. I didn't want to risk injury so I have taken to running indoors on a treadmill. There are some pros and cons to the treadmill. I still sweat and workout with no risk of passing out from the heat. I can clearly see how far I've run, how long I have to go and at any moment, if I just lose the will to go on I can stop, sit down and watch T.V. (O.K, that's also the bad part.) However, on a treadmill I am FORCED to keep running at a certain pace. If I don't, I run the risk of flying off backwards! Dropping a MP3 player or iPod is also dangerous. These small articles become shooting bullets to anyone unfortunate enough to be behind the treadmill.
The mere fact that I can stay on a treadmill or walk, is a wonder! I have issues with walking. I fall down a lot. There is nothing wrong with me, I just have no talent for anything physical. I almost fell down an escalator, which was going up. I fell down in London and almost knocked myself out. I tripped and almost fell over a speed bump while walking through a parking lot at my local grocery store. I will probably be the only person to trip on a speed bump, fall, be knocked out and then get run over. Just think, no one would stop. They would just think they were going over a speed bump!
While at the doctor's office, filling out paperwork before my CAT scan, I noticed a couple of interesting questions. As I read them, I wanted to write down exactly how I felt.
Why are you here?
Because I fell down.
Have you ever fallen?
That's why I'm here today.
Could you fall today?
Well, I'm wake so anything is possible.
Do you need assistance so you will not fall?
Can someone follow me for the rest of my life?
I am literally, a walking miracle!
I was talking with my best friend from high school, Tammy. We were moaning about growing older, gaining weight and the fight to get those pounds off. This is when Tammy asked me if I was still running. With some pride, I told her yes, I was running and starting to train. She shared with me a simple statement. "Lisa, knowing you started running years ago gives me inspiration." I smiled....wow...what a thought. Then she went on, "In fact, you are my motivation." I smiled even bigger! I'm like....a hero! But, Tammy had one last thought to share. "I think to myself, if Lisa can workout so can I! Because Lisa, you were the most UN-athletic person in high school!" I started laughing. I have no special talent. But I do have the ability to inspire laughter!
So, every step I take should inspire you! I might trip, stumble and fall every now and then but just think of how much better you can do!
Over the past few months, I have been doing well to stay on task. I didn't want to risk injury so I have taken to running indoors on a treadmill. There are some pros and cons to the treadmill. I still sweat and workout with no risk of passing out from the heat. I can clearly see how far I've run, how long I have to go and at any moment, if I just lose the will to go on I can stop, sit down and watch T.V. (O.K, that's also the bad part.) However, on a treadmill I am FORCED to keep running at a certain pace. If I don't, I run the risk of flying off backwards! Dropping a MP3 player or iPod is also dangerous. These small articles become shooting bullets to anyone unfortunate enough to be behind the treadmill.
The mere fact that I can stay on a treadmill or walk, is a wonder! I have issues with walking. I fall down a lot. There is nothing wrong with me, I just have no talent for anything physical. I almost fell down an escalator, which was going up. I fell down in London and almost knocked myself out. I tripped and almost fell over a speed bump while walking through a parking lot at my local grocery store. I will probably be the only person to trip on a speed bump, fall, be knocked out and then get run over. Just think, no one would stop. They would just think they were going over a speed bump!
While at the doctor's office, filling out paperwork before my CAT scan, I noticed a couple of interesting questions. As I read them, I wanted to write down exactly how I felt.
Why are you here?
Because I fell down.
Have you ever fallen?
That's why I'm here today.
Could you fall today?
Well, I'm wake so anything is possible.
Do you need assistance so you will not fall?
Can someone follow me for the rest of my life?
I am literally, a walking miracle!
I was talking with my best friend from high school, Tammy. We were moaning about growing older, gaining weight and the fight to get those pounds off. This is when Tammy asked me if I was still running. With some pride, I told her yes, I was running and starting to train. She shared with me a simple statement. "Lisa, knowing you started running years ago gives me inspiration." I smiled....wow...what a thought. Then she went on, "In fact, you are my motivation." I smiled even bigger! I'm like....a hero! But, Tammy had one last thought to share. "I think to myself, if Lisa can workout so can I! Because Lisa, you were the most UN-athletic person in high school!" I started laughing. I have no special talent. But I do have the ability to inspire laughter!
So, every step I take should inspire you! I might trip, stumble and fall every now and then but just think of how much better you can do!
Monday, July 20, 2009
Flipped Out
A friend once told me that everyone has a "Rolodex" of comments in their mind. When someone says something or makes a comment, you will always flip through that Rolodex for your response. For example, when your spouse asks, "Where are my car keys?"...you might flip past the card that holds the comment..."Am I the keeper of the keys?" Flip. Flip. Flip. "IF you would put them back where they belong you wouldn't have to keep asking this question." But you will yourself to flip to that card that says the correct response and pull it out. "I don't know but let me help you look for them."
Saying the "correct response" often occurs when I feel out of my realm of authority. When I go to the doctor's office I rarely talk back or even ask questions. There is something about walking into that building, seeing the equipment, smelling the medical smells that makes me lose all of my verbal skills, not to mention my mind. The doctor holds all the knowledge. What can I say?
I threw away my Rolodex and went over the edge of reason with my new doctor.
My first visit to the doctor's office, I expected all the usual questions and scoldings. Now, I am overweight. I know this because.....I have mirrors in my house! This is not a secret. I don't have a medical degree but I do know this fact about myself. So, I wasn't that bothered when, during this initial visit, the doctor pulls out the weight/height chart and makes some suggestions about my diet and exercise routine. Flip. Flip. Flip. I wasn't thrilled but I did pull out the correct Rolodex card and say, "Yes, I'll work on it."
The second visit to the doctor's office was set so I would find out the results of my CAT scan and other tests. The first thing on tap, my blood work. My cholesterol levels were great! My kidneys were fine. Overall, my health is good. But then the doctor dared to ease into that touchy and obvious subject once more. He started explaining about my BMI (Body Mass Index) and about my height. I could feel my defensiveness kicking into high gear! But, I listened. Like a good patient, I listened....and Flipped.
Flip. Flip. Flip.
Flip. Flip. Flip.
All of a sudden, I just raised my hand. I said, "You know what? You're not telling me anything I don't know! I know that my BMI isn't right! I can clearly see that I need to lose weight! This is not a shock to me!" Then I raised both hands, curling them like little tiger claws. I continued, "When you go on and on like this, I just get defensive! I want to scream that I have been changing how I eat and I have been working out! I want to tell you that I have lost 7 lbs. and that I'm training for a 1/2 marathon! In fact, I ran 10 miles yesterday! So, you don't have to spend any more time on my diet and exercise!"
I did refrain from asking him if he could run 10 miles. My luck, he would have said he ran 20 miles the day before.
It was like a dream, years of pent-up frustration flowing out of me and on to one poor doctor. I could hear my voice fading and feel that fake smile stuck on my face. Then, as reality begin to sink in, I focused on the doctor's face. The look could be equated to how you would look if you saw a dog start talking to you. It's not that I believe no one had ever talked to him like this, I just don't think he expected this outbursts from me!
There are days, when we all lose control over the obvious situations in our lives. If it's someone making comments about our height, lack of trivia, awkwardness in public or lack of experience, bad memory...it doesn't matter. We are already aware of our weaknesses. Now wouldn't it be fun, not to mention a great stress relief, if we could just line up all the sarcastic comments and start spouting them like a machine gun? However, we summon up all our self-control, flip through that Rolodex thinking, "This one would be great." Flip. Flip. Flip. "No, this one is even better!" Then we roll around to the appropriate comment, pull out the card, take a deep breath and then read the card.
You know what I'm talking about. Because, today at work or at home...you will start thinking.... Flip. Flip. Flip. "There's no way I could say this." Flip. Flip. Flip. Now where did I put the correct response? Flip. Flip. Flip.
Saying the "correct response" often occurs when I feel out of my realm of authority. When I go to the doctor's office I rarely talk back or even ask questions. There is something about walking into that building, seeing the equipment, smelling the medical smells that makes me lose all of my verbal skills, not to mention my mind. The doctor holds all the knowledge. What can I say?
I threw away my Rolodex and went over the edge of reason with my new doctor.
My first visit to the doctor's office, I expected all the usual questions and scoldings. Now, I am overweight. I know this because.....I have mirrors in my house! This is not a secret. I don't have a medical degree but I do know this fact about myself. So, I wasn't that bothered when, during this initial visit, the doctor pulls out the weight/height chart and makes some suggestions about my diet and exercise routine. Flip. Flip. Flip. I wasn't thrilled but I did pull out the correct Rolodex card and say, "Yes, I'll work on it."
The second visit to the doctor's office was set so I would find out the results of my CAT scan and other tests. The first thing on tap, my blood work. My cholesterol levels were great! My kidneys were fine. Overall, my health is good. But then the doctor dared to ease into that touchy and obvious subject once more. He started explaining about my BMI (Body Mass Index) and about my height. I could feel my defensiveness kicking into high gear! But, I listened. Like a good patient, I listened....and Flipped.
Flip. Flip. Flip.
Flip. Flip. Flip.
All of a sudden, I just raised my hand. I said, "You know what? You're not telling me anything I don't know! I know that my BMI isn't right! I can clearly see that I need to lose weight! This is not a shock to me!" Then I raised both hands, curling them like little tiger claws. I continued, "When you go on and on like this, I just get defensive! I want to scream that I have been changing how I eat and I have been working out! I want to tell you that I have lost 7 lbs. and that I'm training for a 1/2 marathon! In fact, I ran 10 miles yesterday! So, you don't have to spend any more time on my diet and exercise!"
I did refrain from asking him if he could run 10 miles. My luck, he would have said he ran 20 miles the day before.
It was like a dream, years of pent-up frustration flowing out of me and on to one poor doctor. I could hear my voice fading and feel that fake smile stuck on my face. Then, as reality begin to sink in, I focused on the doctor's face. The look could be equated to how you would look if you saw a dog start talking to you. It's not that I believe no one had ever talked to him like this, I just don't think he expected this outbursts from me!
There are days, when we all lose control over the obvious situations in our lives. If it's someone making comments about our height, lack of trivia, awkwardness in public or lack of experience, bad memory...it doesn't matter. We are already aware of our weaknesses. Now wouldn't it be fun, not to mention a great stress relief, if we could just line up all the sarcastic comments and start spouting them like a machine gun? However, we summon up all our self-control, flip through that Rolodex thinking, "This one would be great." Flip. Flip. Flip. "No, this one is even better!" Then we roll around to the appropriate comment, pull out the card, take a deep breath and then read the card.
You know what I'm talking about. Because, today at work or at home...you will start thinking.... Flip. Flip. Flip. "There's no way I could say this." Flip. Flip. Flip. Now where did I put the correct response? Flip. Flip. Flip.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
"Father Rejoices"
I remember one of my friends planning a tea party for her daughter. At the time, I only had Jacob and I thought it was fascinating to watch the "mother/daughter" interaction. The "girly" talk was fun and everything I imagined every mother would experience with her daughter. Later, I spoke to my friend and said "You are going to have such fun at the tea party!" She looked at me and said, "Lisa, the problem with having girls and planning these events is this....you don't get to actually attend the party!"
Three years later, I found out I was pregnant and expecting a girl. When I heard the news I had very mixed emotions. I wanted to plan those frilly parties but part of me screamed "I have a boy! I know how to raise a boy! What do I do with a girl?"
There was a point where having a healthy baby became my only prayer.
I went to a typical ultra sound appointment, not a care in the world. The doctor doing the examination was in Okinawa as a visiting physician, but in a military hospital at that time, having different doctor's was normal. I watched the monitor and began seeing things that I didn't comprehend. Then I noticed the doctor taking pictures of the same places over and over again.
Without much preparation, the doctor pointed out a cyst that encompassed half of the baby's brain. Then he moved to the heart. We watched the blood pump through normally, then without warning, blood would squirt from the side of the heart. I was told, to see a cyst on the brain was normal and to see a hole in the heart was normal. The concern came when both were present. These two issues together usually meant Down Syndrome or a heart condition.
I was sent to the radiology department for another ultrasound. In the elevator, I prayed that this was "just a bad dream". I prayed for instant healing for my baby but on the screen the cyst was still there and the blood kept spitting out in the wrong place.
The doctor asked me if I would be able to go to Tripler Hospital the next day.
Now, I was new on the island of Okinawa and for some reason thought Tripler was there in Japan. My heart began to race when I found out the hospital was in Hawaii. I felt a weight of seriousness fall on my heart and I started to cry.
After the flight to Hawaii, I had a strange peace come over me. If God knew us before He made us, if he formed us in our mother's wombs....then He wasn't finished with my baby! I continued to pray and just decided to fall backwards into the arms of God, trusting He would catch me.
I arrived for my appointment and was told the doctor I was scheduled to see was on vacation. He would not be back for two weeks. AND to make matters worse, there was NO appointment even scheduled for me. No one else could see me. I stood before the nurse and just calmly asked what could be done. She rattled off a list of people who would need to be notified before I could be scheduled for an appointment. Again, a calm just washed over me and I just looked at the nurse and said, "I'll just wait over there." I went to the waiting area, sat and just stared at the television.
Then I overheard a doctor speaking at the counter. The next thing I knew, the nurse walked over to me and said this doctor overheard my predicament and wasn't busy at the moment. I was amazed....and then again....not.
As the doctor began the ultra sound, he did not allow me to view the monitor. He asked me what the previous doctor saw. He asked me if I considered having an abortion, even though in his opinion it would be almost immoral at this point in the pregnancy. I remember saying I wanted my baby no matter what was in the future.
Then the doctor became very quiet.
He studied the screen, took pictures.....studied the screen again.
After a long pause, the doctor sat up straight on his stool, pushed himself away from the monitor and looked at me.
I still remember his words...."Nothing is there. There is no cyst. There is no hole in the heart. Your baby is just fine. By the way, did you want to know what you were having?" I asked if it was a girl. He said yes.
As I look at my precious baby girl on her birthday, ten years later, I stand in amazement of my God. I saw the cyst. I saw the hole in the heart. Then I saw my Jehovah Rapha, my God Who Heals speak life and health into my daughter.
Abigail, your name means "father rejoices" and you are a special work from God. You are a miracle and you are just the way God wants you to be. Your earthly father so wanted a baby girl and he rejoiced when you were born, right before Father's Day. You were the perfect gift. Your Heavenly Father also rejoices over you each and every day. You are such a blessing and a walking testament to the glory and wisdom of God.
Abby, thank you for being my daughter. You are all I have ever dreamed of having in a daughter. You are so sweet (well not to your brother...hahaha) and retain such wonderful, Godly stances. You will bloom into a strong Christian woman. I will rejoice and thank God for you.
Three years later, I found out I was pregnant and expecting a girl. When I heard the news I had very mixed emotions. I wanted to plan those frilly parties but part of me screamed "I have a boy! I know how to raise a boy! What do I do with a girl?"
There was a point where having a healthy baby became my only prayer.
I went to a typical ultra sound appointment, not a care in the world. The doctor doing the examination was in Okinawa as a visiting physician, but in a military hospital at that time, having different doctor's was normal. I watched the monitor and began seeing things that I didn't comprehend. Then I noticed the doctor taking pictures of the same places over and over again.
Without much preparation, the doctor pointed out a cyst that encompassed half of the baby's brain. Then he moved to the heart. We watched the blood pump through normally, then without warning, blood would squirt from the side of the heart. I was told, to see a cyst on the brain was normal and to see a hole in the heart was normal. The concern came when both were present. These two issues together usually meant Down Syndrome or a heart condition.
I was sent to the radiology department for another ultrasound. In the elevator, I prayed that this was "just a bad dream". I prayed for instant healing for my baby but on the screen the cyst was still there and the blood kept spitting out in the wrong place.
The doctor asked me if I would be able to go to Tripler Hospital the next day.
Now, I was new on the island of Okinawa and for some reason thought Tripler was there in Japan. My heart began to race when I found out the hospital was in Hawaii. I felt a weight of seriousness fall on my heart and I started to cry.
After the flight to Hawaii, I had a strange peace come over me. If God knew us before He made us, if he formed us in our mother's wombs....then He wasn't finished with my baby! I continued to pray and just decided to fall backwards into the arms of God, trusting He would catch me.
I arrived for my appointment and was told the doctor I was scheduled to see was on vacation. He would not be back for two weeks. AND to make matters worse, there was NO appointment even scheduled for me. No one else could see me. I stood before the nurse and just calmly asked what could be done. She rattled off a list of people who would need to be notified before I could be scheduled for an appointment. Again, a calm just washed over me and I just looked at the nurse and said, "I'll just wait over there." I went to the waiting area, sat and just stared at the television.
Then I overheard a doctor speaking at the counter. The next thing I knew, the nurse walked over to me and said this doctor overheard my predicament and wasn't busy at the moment. I was amazed....and then again....not.
As the doctor began the ultra sound, he did not allow me to view the monitor. He asked me what the previous doctor saw. He asked me if I considered having an abortion, even though in his opinion it would be almost immoral at this point in the pregnancy. I remember saying I wanted my baby no matter what was in the future.
Then the doctor became very quiet.
He studied the screen, took pictures.....studied the screen again.
After a long pause, the doctor sat up straight on his stool, pushed himself away from the monitor and looked at me.
I still remember his words...."Nothing is there. There is no cyst. There is no hole in the heart. Your baby is just fine. By the way, did you want to know what you were having?" I asked if it was a girl. He said yes.
As I look at my precious baby girl on her birthday, ten years later, I stand in amazement of my God. I saw the cyst. I saw the hole in the heart. Then I saw my Jehovah Rapha, my God Who Heals speak life and health into my daughter.
Abigail, your name means "father rejoices" and you are a special work from God. You are a miracle and you are just the way God wants you to be. Your earthly father so wanted a baby girl and he rejoiced when you were born, right before Father's Day. You were the perfect gift. Your Heavenly Father also rejoices over you each and every day. You are such a blessing and a walking testament to the glory and wisdom of God.
Abby, thank you for being my daughter. You are all I have ever dreamed of having in a daughter. You are so sweet (well not to your brother...hahaha) and retain such wonderful, Godly stances. You will bloom into a strong Christian woman. I will rejoice and thank God for you.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
LAST THOUGHTS
Literally On My Face
Well, I've never been any good walking....so I guess I should just invest in a mobility scooter now. My face....well, here's the story to my face.
I was running for the bus and tripped over the uneven sidewalk! Since I was holding both Abby and Ben by the hand....I couldn't catch myself...and well....Literally fell on my face. I hit once and then raised up slightly or maybe it was just my head bouncing back up....then my back pack whacked me on the back of the head...slamming my face back down. I saw stars....yes...a bright flash of light...no, my life didn't flash before my eyes...but I do remember thinking..."this is going to hurt".
People in London very rarely stop and ask if you're o.k....or even acknowledge that something strange has happened. I'm guilty of acting this way myself. I see people drunk at 10:00 a.m. and think nothing of it. I see people throwing up on the side of the road....I just keep walking. I see a man freaking out about people stealing from him....now, he's like a landmark I like to point out when I pass him on the streets. I remember the first time I heard that the tube schedule had been disrupted because "someone was under the train". I freaked out! Now, I have heard it so many times I only think...."am I going to be affected by this?"Last night....my fall was so bad (I guess) that people stopped to make sure I was o.k. Wow.... :-) I'm special.
It was strange. I knew people were around me so I just wouldn't let myself scream in pain....because that's what I wanted to do. So with tears running down my face, I could only breath and hope that I wouldn't make a bigger fool of myself. hahahaha Since I landed on my face.....I rolled over to my left side and stayed like that for, what seemed like ages. I remember having my right leg up slightly and my right arm up in the air....I don't know why.....but I thought "I must look like road kill".
Skip was trying to get me to stand and everyone else wanted me to stay on the ground. I kept thinking...the bus...the bus...must catch the bus! Finally, I got up...said a brief thank you to the people who were concerned....and started walking to the bus stop.
During the whole time the bus had not yet arrived. So, I'm thinking we can make it....well....to add insult to injury....the bus didn't stop but kept going! :-( Other people were even trying to wave the bus down....We ended up walking home. Yes, I walked about a half mile home.I have a banged up knee...you've seen my face...and my hair clip broke....but my jeans didn't rip! I have decided that I don't have to wear makeup because the left side of my face makes the right side look great. Oh, the other good thing...my crows feet around my left eye....completely gone!
As I finish the rest of the story, a month later....I still have a black eye and a knot on my head. But I've survived so far. I think I'll live!
A Skeptic Becomes A Believer
My favorite city in the world is London but my favorite all around place is Scotland. I fell in love with Scotland back in the early 90's when I traveled to a friend's wedding. I was overwhelmed with the land and the people. I never could put into words how the beauty of the country touched me.
My goal and dream was to visit Scotland while we lived in London. I wanted Skip and the kids to experience what I loved and tried to relate to them. I would go on and on about the mountains and how rough and rocky they are but then there will be a beautiful little waterfall flowing from nowhere, down the side of the mountain. When turning every corner I would wait because I knew something even more beautiful was there, waiting to pop out and take my breath away.
Skip has always loved Denmark and I completely understand why. That is where part of his family comes from! I think Denmark is a lovely place and I would never take anything away from the country or the people. I just tried to explain the differences to him.
Skip was excited about traveling but wasn't impressed as we set out on our journey. I kept telling him to wait until we actually left London to see the view change! hahahaha
I knew the moment when Skip realized we were in The Highlands of Scotland. I don't think he could stop saying Oh My Goodness! He was in awe the entire trip through the country. In fact, I thought we would never make it home because we HAD to stop every 5 miles for him to take a picture!
I think Skip has been converted. He is a true believer that there is just no way to describe Scotland or how beautiful it is.
I highly recommend Scotland! With all the packing and this last minute note, I don't have time to post pictures....but believe me...I will the moment I'm able!
Edinburgh And The Loch's
We arrived in Edinburgh very late so we got our first view the next morning. The city is wonderfully built on rolling hills. The feeling of history and old world charm just overtake the streets. So, we couldn't wait to get to Edinburgh Castle to start our day!
I parked our rental car in a car park and then we all made our way up and out onto the street. We were passing by a construction site when all of a sudden I heard Benjamin screaming and crying! I ran back to him and found him curled up holding his arm. I thought....NO, not a broken arm!!!!
Through his tears and with Abby's help, Ben told me that he was walking on a little ledge, slipped and fell.
NOW, I saw the line on his cheek where he hit....and saw the bruise! After my horrible experience....I knew the pain he was in. Some of the construction workers came over and were talking to us, making sure Ben was o.k. The workers were so concerned which was sad because....we could barely understand them!
We ended up walking to a Burger King and asking for a cup of ice! Ben held a cup over his face throughout the day.....lovely!
In the excitement, Christian kicked off a shoe. That normally doesn't bother me...except....it was a little chilly and I thought "What do people think about us? I have a black eye, Ben has a black cheek and Christian has one shoe!" We are just falling apart!" I was tempted to make Skip and Abby just fall down so we could get them out of the way!
We had a great time, even through the pain. The kids got a picture with a bagpiper and a person dressed as William Wallace! There was even a wedding going on at the castle chapel and it was fun to see the 2 year old boy wearing a kilt....even if he didn't want to keep it down! hahahaha
Later that day we drove to Inverness and spent the night. We rose early the next morning on our quest to find the Loch Ness monster! No, sadly.......we saw no monster.....but we did see the wonderful view and explored the castle, right on the shore line. Interestingly, there was a wedding there as well......
I looked at Skip and said...."Why didn't we get married in a castle?" hahahaha
Wrapping Up
I have come to look so fondly on this city. I never thought I could live in a large city like this but I have come to love it like an old friend. There are sights and sounds that I just drink in every day because in my mind, I don't know when I'll ever have the wonderful chance to come back.
The buses are such a familiar sight. Each bus driver is a little different, some I firmly believe enjoy terrorizing people on the ride and others are so kind and patient. There is the excitement when the bus finally arrives and you are so tired. Then fear, when the bus is crowded and you just barely make it on! Such relief for you, while you experience sadness....watching that person running their hardest but arriving seconds after the bus doors have closed.
Tube rides are the best. I remember a comedian talking about waiting for the tube, how everyone tries to guess just where the train will stop so they can get on first. But since you never know....it's a gamble....and you either try to stand by someone who "looks like they take this train EVERY day"....or you try to be different and forge your own path. Sometimes you hit the mark and other times you have to scoot to the next door. Either way....it's a surprise, a gamble of sorts.
London has a different feel to it. There is that small town feel in areas. The local store owners know us. The lady at the Chinese food restaurant knows what we want to order (sad...but true). Ladies from "Bounce and Rhyme" (where I take Christian) know us and wave to us on the street. Yet, there is that large city feel....knowing that you are just another face in the crowd and you can enjoy being lost in a moment or talking to yourself and you don't have to worry. You know the odds of running into that person who sees you and thinks you need medication, is very slim.
The history, the modern art, the people are all so different and wonderful. Yes, bad things happen. But there are those moments that have touched me. People have stopped to help me with the stroller so many times. I have asked directions and questions and ended up having wonderful conversations. Then of course, there was the young lady, probably in her 20's....I wish I could thank her. She was on the tube and I was getting on, just days after my fall. She took one look at me and offered me her seat. I thought it was so sweet...until Skip reminded me that people give their seats up to "old" people. hahahahahahaha
If I never pass this way again, at least I can close my eyes and know that overall, I had the best experience ever. I will truly miss the places, the people and this city....which is London.
Well, I've never been any good walking....so I guess I should just invest in a mobility scooter now. My face....well, here's the story to my face.
I was running for the bus and tripped over the uneven sidewalk! Since I was holding both Abby and Ben by the hand....I couldn't catch myself...and well....Literally fell on my face. I hit once and then raised up slightly or maybe it was just my head bouncing back up....then my back pack whacked me on the back of the head...slamming my face back down. I saw stars....yes...a bright flash of light...no, my life didn't flash before my eyes...but I do remember thinking..."this is going to hurt".
People in London very rarely stop and ask if you're o.k....or even acknowledge that something strange has happened. I'm guilty of acting this way myself. I see people drunk at 10:00 a.m. and think nothing of it. I see people throwing up on the side of the road....I just keep walking. I see a man freaking out about people stealing from him....now, he's like a landmark I like to point out when I pass him on the streets. I remember the first time I heard that the tube schedule had been disrupted because "someone was under the train". I freaked out! Now, I have heard it so many times I only think...."am I going to be affected by this?"Last night....my fall was so bad (I guess) that people stopped to make sure I was o.k. Wow.... :-) I'm special.
It was strange. I knew people were around me so I just wouldn't let myself scream in pain....because that's what I wanted to do. So with tears running down my face, I could only breath and hope that I wouldn't make a bigger fool of myself. hahahaha Since I landed on my face.....I rolled over to my left side and stayed like that for, what seemed like ages. I remember having my right leg up slightly and my right arm up in the air....I don't know why.....but I thought "I must look like road kill".
Skip was trying to get me to stand and everyone else wanted me to stay on the ground. I kept thinking...the bus...the bus...must catch the bus! Finally, I got up...said a brief thank you to the people who were concerned....and started walking to the bus stop.
During the whole time the bus had not yet arrived. So, I'm thinking we can make it....well....to add insult to injury....the bus didn't stop but kept going! :-( Other people were even trying to wave the bus down....We ended up walking home. Yes, I walked about a half mile home.I have a banged up knee...you've seen my face...and my hair clip broke....but my jeans didn't rip! I have decided that I don't have to wear makeup because the left side of my face makes the right side look great. Oh, the other good thing...my crows feet around my left eye....completely gone!
As I finish the rest of the story, a month later....I still have a black eye and a knot on my head. But I've survived so far. I think I'll live!
A Skeptic Becomes A Believer
My favorite city in the world is London but my favorite all around place is Scotland. I fell in love with Scotland back in the early 90's when I traveled to a friend's wedding. I was overwhelmed with the land and the people. I never could put into words how the beauty of the country touched me.
My goal and dream was to visit Scotland while we lived in London. I wanted Skip and the kids to experience what I loved and tried to relate to them. I would go on and on about the mountains and how rough and rocky they are but then there will be a beautiful little waterfall flowing from nowhere, down the side of the mountain. When turning every corner I would wait because I knew something even more beautiful was there, waiting to pop out and take my breath away.
Skip has always loved Denmark and I completely understand why. That is where part of his family comes from! I think Denmark is a lovely place and I would never take anything away from the country or the people. I just tried to explain the differences to him.
Skip was excited about traveling but wasn't impressed as we set out on our journey. I kept telling him to wait until we actually left London to see the view change! hahahaha
I knew the moment when Skip realized we were in The Highlands of Scotland. I don't think he could stop saying Oh My Goodness! He was in awe the entire trip through the country. In fact, I thought we would never make it home because we HAD to stop every 5 miles for him to take a picture!
I think Skip has been converted. He is a true believer that there is just no way to describe Scotland or how beautiful it is.
I highly recommend Scotland! With all the packing and this last minute note, I don't have time to post pictures....but believe me...I will the moment I'm able!
Edinburgh And The Loch's
We arrived in Edinburgh very late so we got our first view the next morning. The city is wonderfully built on rolling hills. The feeling of history and old world charm just overtake the streets. So, we couldn't wait to get to Edinburgh Castle to start our day!
I parked our rental car in a car park and then we all made our way up and out onto the street. We were passing by a construction site when all of a sudden I heard Benjamin screaming and crying! I ran back to him and found him curled up holding his arm. I thought....NO, not a broken arm!!!!
Through his tears and with Abby's help, Ben told me that he was walking on a little ledge, slipped and fell.
NOW, I saw the line on his cheek where he hit....and saw the bruise! After my horrible experience....I knew the pain he was in. Some of the construction workers came over and were talking to us, making sure Ben was o.k. The workers were so concerned which was sad because....we could barely understand them!
We ended up walking to a Burger King and asking for a cup of ice! Ben held a cup over his face throughout the day.....lovely!
In the excitement, Christian kicked off a shoe. That normally doesn't bother me...except....it was a little chilly and I thought "What do people think about us? I have a black eye, Ben has a black cheek and Christian has one shoe!" We are just falling apart!" I was tempted to make Skip and Abby just fall down so we could get them out of the way!
We had a great time, even through the pain. The kids got a picture with a bagpiper and a person dressed as William Wallace! There was even a wedding going on at the castle chapel and it was fun to see the 2 year old boy wearing a kilt....even if he didn't want to keep it down! hahahaha
Later that day we drove to Inverness and spent the night. We rose early the next morning on our quest to find the Loch Ness monster! No, sadly.......we saw no monster.....but we did see the wonderful view and explored the castle, right on the shore line. Interestingly, there was a wedding there as well......
I looked at Skip and said...."Why didn't we get married in a castle?" hahahaha
Wrapping Up
I have come to look so fondly on this city. I never thought I could live in a large city like this but I have come to love it like an old friend. There are sights and sounds that I just drink in every day because in my mind, I don't know when I'll ever have the wonderful chance to come back.
The buses are such a familiar sight. Each bus driver is a little different, some I firmly believe enjoy terrorizing people on the ride and others are so kind and patient. There is the excitement when the bus finally arrives and you are so tired. Then fear, when the bus is crowded and you just barely make it on! Such relief for you, while you experience sadness....watching that person running their hardest but arriving seconds after the bus doors have closed.
Tube rides are the best. I remember a comedian talking about waiting for the tube, how everyone tries to guess just where the train will stop so they can get on first. But since you never know....it's a gamble....and you either try to stand by someone who "looks like they take this train EVERY day"....or you try to be different and forge your own path. Sometimes you hit the mark and other times you have to scoot to the next door. Either way....it's a surprise, a gamble of sorts.
London has a different feel to it. There is that small town feel in areas. The local store owners know us. The lady at the Chinese food restaurant knows what we want to order (sad...but true). Ladies from "Bounce and Rhyme" (where I take Christian) know us and wave to us on the street. Yet, there is that large city feel....knowing that you are just another face in the crowd and you can enjoy being lost in a moment or talking to yourself and you don't have to worry. You know the odds of running into that person who sees you and thinks you need medication, is very slim.
The history, the modern art, the people are all so different and wonderful. Yes, bad things happen. But there are those moments that have touched me. People have stopped to help me with the stroller so many times. I have asked directions and questions and ended up having wonderful conversations. Then of course, there was the young lady, probably in her 20's....I wish I could thank her. She was on the tube and I was getting on, just days after my fall. She took one look at me and offered me her seat. I thought it was so sweet...until Skip reminded me that people give their seats up to "old" people. hahahahahahaha
If I never pass this way again, at least I can close my eyes and know that overall, I had the best experience ever. I will truly miss the places, the people and this city....which is London.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
EVERY DAY
THE BUS RACE
The videos had to be returned and so at 7:00 p.m. I headed out the door to catch the bus. The night wasn't bad just a little chilly AND since I was actually by myself I decided to grab a mocha as I made my way to Blockbusters. That was my first mistake. I don't think I've learned that I just can't have that much caffeine late at night. However, it was great while it lasted!
There is no greater feeling than coming to the bus stop and having the bus pull up! It's like you have the greatest sense of timing in the world! On the other hand, there can be no greater let down (among common happenings) as watching the bus pass by before you can start running to the bus stop...which is a clear indication that you don't have perfect timing! It's like you've missed the last bus in the world. There is no hope! You will have to wait another 8-10 minutes before the next bus comes!
Well, on my big night out....I walked out of the video store and looked across the green (park) and there was my bus. Yes, passengers were loading. I had a bit of a sinking feeling because I knew there was no way....even if I could fly, that I would be able to make it in time. I didn't even attempt the challenge. So I thought, I'll walk over to the bus stop and see if I can see another bus coming.
I reached the bus stop and nothing, no E1 bus. I thought it would be better to walk to the next bus stop than sitting around doing nothing, so off I went. As I approached the next bus stop I didn't see a bus so I went on. When I reached the NEXT bus stop still no sight of any bus! Then finally, a bus coming the opposite direction! It would take the bus about 10 minutes to go around the route and get back to me so the race was on! The question.....how far would I be able to go before the bus caught up with me?
Since I had coffee in my hand I didn't run....but I found I picked up my pace a bit. There was no big rush, I mean it's not like the bus driver knew he was in a race! If he had made that realization he would have driven like a mad man! hahahahaha
Now, my second mistake came as I heard footsteps behind me. People are always rushing every where and I try not to get caught up in the hustle. But I let the footsteps get to me! A man passed me, almost running. I didn't let it bother me. However, when the lady that was behind me started to pass.....I got a bit of road rage! hahahahaha I picked up my pace and was matching her stride. (It was hard because she was taller, with longer legs!) Then she started walking faster.....I know....I should have let it go....but you have to entertain yourself as you walk! :-) As we both crossed the street...I used this as an excuse to run....then she ran......we got to the corner at the same time....it was going to be close....but then she turned. Thankfully. I was about ready to throw down my cup and just flat out run!
The bus I was racing finally caught up with me just around the corner to my house. Yes, if I would have waited at the bus stop I would have gotten home about 2 minutes earlier but I wouldn't have had the joy of racing AND seeing a cucumber on the sidewalk! hahahahaha I know, strange but true. Someone went to the grocery store and lost things on the way home. I thought about picking it up....(it was wrapped in plastic) but I didn't, just in case the person was retracing their steps to find their salad "fixings".
EDUCATION
Last week the kids and I went to the British Museum. Our goal was to see the MUMMIES and the Rosetta Stone. For some reason the Rosetta Stone really intrigued Ben and he really studied it. The mummies were a little bit gross to the kids because they really understood that these had once been breathing people. But we still looked at everything!
The biggest question came when we saw that there were animal mummies. Why......why would they want to have a cat as a mummy? I tried my best to explain.
With the kids, there is only so much that they can care about during a visit. When we passed by the Greek and Roman vases, they sighed. When we pasted by all kinds of rare and early coins, they complained their feet hurt. This went on and on. I finally got the hint and we just sat down. This wasn't a good idea either. Now, they were hungry!
On the ground floor there is a little place to get snacks, so the kids enjoyed chocolate cake and a drink. I started asking questions. "What was your favorite part?" Abby quickly said "the mummies!" Of course, she really remembered the gross bits. I turned to Ben, "What was your favorite part?" With a mouthful of chocolate cake he said, "the restaurant!" I started laughing but Abby quickly scolded Ben by saying..."This, is NOT a restaurant! THIS is a cafe!"
QUESTIONS
People have asked me how the kids are doing, how they have adjusted. I would say they have adjusted even better than I expected. They say "chips" instead of "french fries" and "trousers" instead of "pants". Abby works on a little British accent and Ben couldn't care less!
Ben loves going on public transport. He loves the trains, tubes and buses. He even has some stops memorized...like what line this tube stop is on...or that one. What buses stop at certain points. I very rarely get lost with him. He has a great sense of direction! Walking with Ben is seeing things in a whole new light. Everything is amazing to him. Every ride is not quite like the one before and every building is wonderful. The only thing he really complains about is not being able to take the bus 4 blocks down the road to the grocery store! The other complaint is about the sidewalks. (In the States the sidewalks are smoother and level. Here.....if you don't watch it you'll trip and fall!)
To watch Abby you would think she has lived here all her life! She weaves in and out of traffic and people like a pro. She is so fun to watch, very much like a city person! When we get on the tube or the train, she looks like everyone else. She gets a seat and falls asleep! It's great! She said that the movement makes her sleepy. It's true, the movement does make you sleepy and she feels comfortable enough to just sleep. The wonderful thing about her...she just pops up when our stop arrives! She doesn't mind walking either. She is such a trooper! She would rather walk than take the bus. She says it's just healthier. That always makes me smile. I think she says that because she knows how much Ben doesn't like to walk!
Christian is walking now. He gets better and better every day! He has grown and changed so much since Abby and Ben arrived. I know they have really encouraged his growth. They show him how to do all sorts of things! Some....like jumping on things....I wish they never did, much less show their baby brother! But they really get excited when Christian does almost anything!
Personally, I was really thrilled when Christian drank through a straw! Now, I don't have to carry as many cups with me! Just a little bit more freedom for me....and a huge milestone for him. Christian can say several words and we attempt to teach him more every day! He is such a clown though! Always making us laugh!
TOMORROW
As I write this, I realize that these experiences might be short lived. We don't know yet how much longer we will be staying and about Skip's job. But I do know Who holds all things and is in ultimate control. Yes, there are times when I allow fear to creep in; however, I am holding firm to what I believe God has spoken to me. Either way, there is nothing I can do....and if I could it would probably be the wrong thing anyway! :-)
The videos had to be returned and so at 7:00 p.m. I headed out the door to catch the bus. The night wasn't bad just a little chilly AND since I was actually by myself I decided to grab a mocha as I made my way to Blockbusters. That was my first mistake. I don't think I've learned that I just can't have that much caffeine late at night. However, it was great while it lasted!
There is no greater feeling than coming to the bus stop and having the bus pull up! It's like you have the greatest sense of timing in the world! On the other hand, there can be no greater let down (among common happenings) as watching the bus pass by before you can start running to the bus stop...which is a clear indication that you don't have perfect timing! It's like you've missed the last bus in the world. There is no hope! You will have to wait another 8-10 minutes before the next bus comes!
Well, on my big night out....I walked out of the video store and looked across the green (park) and there was my bus. Yes, passengers were loading. I had a bit of a sinking feeling because I knew there was no way....even if I could fly, that I would be able to make it in time. I didn't even attempt the challenge. So I thought, I'll walk over to the bus stop and see if I can see another bus coming.
I reached the bus stop and nothing, no E1 bus. I thought it would be better to walk to the next bus stop than sitting around doing nothing, so off I went. As I approached the next bus stop I didn't see a bus so I went on. When I reached the NEXT bus stop still no sight of any bus! Then finally, a bus coming the opposite direction! It would take the bus about 10 minutes to go around the route and get back to me so the race was on! The question.....how far would I be able to go before the bus caught up with me?
Since I had coffee in my hand I didn't run....but I found I picked up my pace a bit. There was no big rush, I mean it's not like the bus driver knew he was in a race! If he had made that realization he would have driven like a mad man! hahahahaha
Now, my second mistake came as I heard footsteps behind me. People are always rushing every where and I try not to get caught up in the hustle. But I let the footsteps get to me! A man passed me, almost running. I didn't let it bother me. However, when the lady that was behind me started to pass.....I got a bit of road rage! hahahahaha I picked up my pace and was matching her stride. (It was hard because she was taller, with longer legs!) Then she started walking faster.....I know....I should have let it go....but you have to entertain yourself as you walk! :-) As we both crossed the street...I used this as an excuse to run....then she ran......we got to the corner at the same time....it was going to be close....but then she turned. Thankfully. I was about ready to throw down my cup and just flat out run!
The bus I was racing finally caught up with me just around the corner to my house. Yes, if I would have waited at the bus stop I would have gotten home about 2 minutes earlier but I wouldn't have had the joy of racing AND seeing a cucumber on the sidewalk! hahahahaha I know, strange but true. Someone went to the grocery store and lost things on the way home. I thought about picking it up....(it was wrapped in plastic) but I didn't, just in case the person was retracing their steps to find their salad "fixings".
EDUCATION
Last week the kids and I went to the British Museum. Our goal was to see the MUMMIES and the Rosetta Stone. For some reason the Rosetta Stone really intrigued Ben and he really studied it. The mummies were a little bit gross to the kids because they really understood that these had once been breathing people. But we still looked at everything!
The biggest question came when we saw that there were animal mummies. Why......why would they want to have a cat as a mummy? I tried my best to explain.
With the kids, there is only so much that they can care about during a visit. When we passed by the Greek and Roman vases, they sighed. When we pasted by all kinds of rare and early coins, they complained their feet hurt. This went on and on. I finally got the hint and we just sat down. This wasn't a good idea either. Now, they were hungry!
On the ground floor there is a little place to get snacks, so the kids enjoyed chocolate cake and a drink. I started asking questions. "What was your favorite part?" Abby quickly said "the mummies!" Of course, she really remembered the gross bits. I turned to Ben, "What was your favorite part?" With a mouthful of chocolate cake he said, "the restaurant!" I started laughing but Abby quickly scolded Ben by saying..."This, is NOT a restaurant! THIS is a cafe!"
QUESTIONS
People have asked me how the kids are doing, how they have adjusted. I would say they have adjusted even better than I expected. They say "chips" instead of "french fries" and "trousers" instead of "pants". Abby works on a little British accent and Ben couldn't care less!
Ben loves going on public transport. He loves the trains, tubes and buses. He even has some stops memorized...like what line this tube stop is on...or that one. What buses stop at certain points. I very rarely get lost with him. He has a great sense of direction! Walking with Ben is seeing things in a whole new light. Everything is amazing to him. Every ride is not quite like the one before and every building is wonderful. The only thing he really complains about is not being able to take the bus 4 blocks down the road to the grocery store! The other complaint is about the sidewalks. (In the States the sidewalks are smoother and level. Here.....if you don't watch it you'll trip and fall!)
To watch Abby you would think she has lived here all her life! She weaves in and out of traffic and people like a pro. She is so fun to watch, very much like a city person! When we get on the tube or the train, she looks like everyone else. She gets a seat and falls asleep! It's great! She said that the movement makes her sleepy. It's true, the movement does make you sleepy and she feels comfortable enough to just sleep. The wonderful thing about her...she just pops up when our stop arrives! She doesn't mind walking either. She is such a trooper! She would rather walk than take the bus. She says it's just healthier. That always makes me smile. I think she says that because she knows how much Ben doesn't like to walk!
Christian is walking now. He gets better and better every day! He has grown and changed so much since Abby and Ben arrived. I know they have really encouraged his growth. They show him how to do all sorts of things! Some....like jumping on things....I wish they never did, much less show their baby brother! But they really get excited when Christian does almost anything!
Personally, I was really thrilled when Christian drank through a straw! Now, I don't have to carry as many cups with me! Just a little bit more freedom for me....and a huge milestone for him. Christian can say several words and we attempt to teach him more every day! He is such a clown though! Always making us laugh!
TOMORROW
As I write this, I realize that these experiences might be short lived. We don't know yet how much longer we will be staying and about Skip's job. But I do know Who holds all things and is in ultimate control. Yes, there are times when I allow fear to creep in; however, I am holding firm to what I believe God has spoken to me. Either way, there is nothing I can do....and if I could it would probably be the wrong thing anyway! :-)
Monday, January 19, 2009
Friends
Sometimes, we have no idea just what someone means to us until we have to let them go. Recently there has been a lot of death and loss of those people...who are always in my mind but I don't speak to every day. You know, those people that you could have called out of the blue....and took up like you've been talking everyday. For the most part, they are the people that I spoke to in some weird crisis in my life. In short, I feel like I've lost a couple of pillars that have held me up over the years.
I know there is a season for everything....Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 says, "There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven-- A time to give birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance. A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing. A time to search and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep and a time to throw away. A time to tear apart and a time to sew together; A time to be silent and a time to speak. A time to love and a time to hate; A time for war and a time for peace." But that doesn't mean the time change is easy.
Losing a friendship, losing a person from our lives is the most painful thing that occurs. Knowing that you will never again hear their voice or see their smile is painful. Knowing that when there is a problem....you can only imagine what the advice would be. The witt that matched yours....the silly humor....gone. At times, I wish someone would have just ripped out my heart. That would have created less pain.
I think the biggest hurt is the unspoken.
Did you know that I really cared about you? Did you know that I didn't mean everything I said or did that might have hurt you? Did you know that I begged your forgiveness? Did you know how much I loved you and how much your friendship meant...means to me? Did you know that your salvation and peace with God meant so much to me? Did you know that I prayed for you? Did you know all the times I had conversations in my head with you? Did you know you meant something to my life?
God puts people in our lives to love us and to support us. I mourn the loss of love and support. I mourn the loss of friendship. I mourn because right now....as I stare into the future...there is no one to fill the void. I know a brighter day is coming....but I will always miss..........you.
*Side note - the "love" I speak of...is that between best friends....the bond of sisterhood/brotherhood that comes from years of traveling on the journey of life.*
I know there is a season for everything....Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 says, "There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven-- A time to give birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance. A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing. A time to search and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep and a time to throw away. A time to tear apart and a time to sew together; A time to be silent and a time to speak. A time to love and a time to hate; A time for war and a time for peace." But that doesn't mean the time change is easy.
Losing a friendship, losing a person from our lives is the most painful thing that occurs. Knowing that you will never again hear their voice or see their smile is painful. Knowing that when there is a problem....you can only imagine what the advice would be. The witt that matched yours....the silly humor....gone. At times, I wish someone would have just ripped out my heart. That would have created less pain.
I think the biggest hurt is the unspoken.
Did you know that I really cared about you? Did you know that I didn't mean everything I said or did that might have hurt you? Did you know that I begged your forgiveness? Did you know how much I loved you and how much your friendship meant...means to me? Did you know that your salvation and peace with God meant so much to me? Did you know that I prayed for you? Did you know all the times I had conversations in my head with you? Did you know you meant something to my life?
God puts people in our lives to love us and to support us. I mourn the loss of love and support. I mourn the loss of friendship. I mourn because right now....as I stare into the future...there is no one to fill the void. I know a brighter day is coming....but I will always miss..........you.
*Side note - the "love" I speak of...is that between best friends....the bond of sisterhood/brotherhood that comes from years of traveling on the journey of life.*
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
A School Day In London
The Science Museum
Having the opportunity to homeschool in London is an adventure! Since the museums do not charge an admission fee, taking a field trip is so inexpensive!
Abby and Ben love science and they were so excited to visit the Science Museum. We had a wonderful time and they practically ran from display to display! Of all the items in the museum, the big hit was......"How does the toilet work"....of course! Even when the kids were relating the day to Skip, the toilet was the first thing out of their mouths! The second thing they remembered was the information about astronauts wearing "nappies" or diapers! Yes, out of years of inventions and great discoveries the only really important ones relate to going to the toilet!
The whole thing reminded me of my older sister, Tina. *She'll understand completely...and one day I'll write about how horrible she was to me when we were growing up...I, of course, was so sweet and gentle.....*
Remembering Jacob
Next we did a quick tour of some important sights around town. We looked over the river Thames, admired the London Eye, glanced at St. Paul's, saw the Horse Guard...and then moved on to the exciting places.
Now let me give some background information. From 1991-1996 I lived here in England. During this time, I and the family visited London a number of times. Even though Jacob was very young, he would get so excited and always seemed to enjoy the adventure.
One summer, I think it was in 1994 there was a horrible heatwave in Europe. To take our minds off the heat, we took a day trip to London to do some sightseeing. We ended up at Trafalgar Square because there are beautiful fountains and it just seemed cooler. Plus, this was when you could still feed the pigeons and not be fined! So, it was fun...and free!
When we arrived, we noticed that almost everyone was wading in the fountains, so we decided to cool Jacob off and climb in. The sides of the fountains slant a little but not noticeably. When I put Jacob in, we both thought he was on a level surface and he slipped. Jacob was totally submersed and I was in panic mode! After Jacob was pulled from the waters of death, Trafalgar Square has always been known as "The Place Jacob Almost Drown". I know, it's dramatic....but soon the world will know Trafalgar Square by that name alone!
So, during this current visit to Trafalgar Square, I had to show Abby and Ben where their brother "almost drown"....and they began to peer into the water to see if they tell the exact place Jacob slipped. What a touching tribute.........
Four O'clock And Time To Go Home!
After our moment of silence to remember Jacob's close encounter, we walked down to see the clock tower. Along the way we were excited to hear Big Ben strike, letting us know it was 4:00 p.m. We only took a moment to stop and take pictures because we didn't want to get stuck in "rush hour" traffic on the trains. Plus, my groceries were being delivered at 6:00 p.m!
On the ride back to the station closest to our house, Ben informed me of every station coming up and how many stops we had to go. I thought to myself, I'm so glad he's very observant. I know when I travel with Ben I won't miss my stop!
Abby and Ben love science and they were so excited to visit the Science Museum. We had a wonderful time and they practically ran from display to display! Of all the items in the museum, the big hit was......"How does the toilet work"....of course! Even when the kids were relating the day to Skip, the toilet was the first thing out of their mouths! The second thing they remembered was the information about astronauts wearing "nappies" or diapers! Yes, out of years of inventions and great discoveries the only really important ones relate to going to the toilet!
The whole thing reminded me of my older sister, Tina. *She'll understand completely...and one day I'll write about how horrible she was to me when we were growing up...I, of course, was so sweet and gentle.....*
Remembering Jacob
Next we did a quick tour of some important sights around town. We looked over the river Thames, admired the London Eye, glanced at St. Paul's, saw the Horse Guard...and then moved on to the exciting places.
Now let me give some background information. From 1991-1996 I lived here in England. During this time, I and the family visited London a number of times. Even though Jacob was very young, he would get so excited and always seemed to enjoy the adventure.
One summer, I think it was in 1994 there was a horrible heatwave in Europe. To take our minds off the heat, we took a day trip to London to do some sightseeing. We ended up at Trafalgar Square because there are beautiful fountains and it just seemed cooler. Plus, this was when you could still feed the pigeons and not be fined! So, it was fun...and free!
When we arrived, we noticed that almost everyone was wading in the fountains, so we decided to cool Jacob off and climb in. The sides of the fountains slant a little but not noticeably. When I put Jacob in, we both thought he was on a level surface and he slipped. Jacob was totally submersed and I was in panic mode! After Jacob was pulled from the waters of death, Trafalgar Square has always been known as "The Place Jacob Almost Drown". I know, it's dramatic....but soon the world will know Trafalgar Square by that name alone!
So, during this current visit to Trafalgar Square, I had to show Abby and Ben where their brother "almost drown"....and they began to peer into the water to see if they tell the exact place Jacob slipped. What a touching tribute.........
Four O'clock And Time To Go Home!
After our moment of silence to remember Jacob's close encounter, we walked down to see the clock tower. Along the way we were excited to hear Big Ben strike, letting us know it was 4:00 p.m. We only took a moment to stop and take pictures because we didn't want to get stuck in "rush hour" traffic on the trains. Plus, my groceries were being delivered at 6:00 p.m!
On the ride back to the station closest to our house, Ben informed me of every station coming up and how many stops we had to go. I thought to myself, I'm so glad he's very observant. I know when I travel with Ben I won't miss my stop!
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