Thursday, July 19, 2012

P90X and I

In January, I started P90X. For the first five or six weeks, I was unstoppable. Then the kids and I took turns getting sick and for the next 7 weeks, I did the best I could but I missed some workouts.

Through it all, I kept going to Zumba as often as possible. After the first 90 days were up, I attempted to 'maintain' by throwing in the P90X weight routines a couple times a week.

But here's the thing. The reason it's a 90 day program is because all the workouts work together and by picking and choosing what workouts to do, I really wasn't doing myself any favors. Sure, it was better than not working out at all - but the results when you follow the program are way more dramatic than if you half-ass it.

Then again, that's true of most things, isn't it?

So on Monday, Robert and I started P90X together. He wants to build his upper body strength, I want to meet my weight loss goal. 70 more pounds. I figure it will take 2 to 3 rounds for me. Robert will likely be where he wants to be halfway through the program. Sigh.

I'm also throwing Zumba in 3 to 5 times a week. Mostly because Zumba to me is just sheer joy. The workout is a bonus.

Last night, I came home from Zumba soaking wet with sweat, cleaned up and climbed into bed to read.When Robert came bed and I had to move over (I'm a bed hog and had draped myself across the bed diagonally) I am not exaggerating when I say that every muscle in my body hurt or was stiff.


Shouldn't I get prior credit or something for having done P90X?

To my great surprise, this morning I was fine when I woke up. I'm still a little sore and a little stiff in places, but at least I'm not considering rolling myself down the stairs instead of walking down them. And compared to last night? That's some serious progress.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Wicked Wednesday

Welcome to Wicked Wednesday.
I'm trying something new! On wicked Wednesday, I'm allowing myself to put out there things I wanted to say in the last week but didn't because (in all honesty) they were too mean or judgemental. If I can still remember them days later, I figure they need an outlet. 

I am not too sure if that's good or bad. I try really hard to be positive and nice. I don't always succeed, but I try.

Today I have three*:                                          

1. Regarding right of ways: Drive right, or get outta my way. GAH! Drive, fool, drive!

2. There's such a thing as oversharing. Yes, that includes pictures. For the love of god, please stop. Like, RIGHT now.

3. I appreciate that you are retired.  But last I heard, the entire universe wasn't presented to a single person as a retirement gift, so please understand that some of the rest of us peons have stuff we have to get done today.

* Disclaimer: none of these about about anyone I know - just people I've run into in the last week that made me roll my eyes.

WHEW! I feel better!

Add your wicked Wednesday-isms in the comments!

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Emotional Vampires

I was at the base library today and ready to check out when I saw a book titled, Emotional Vampires. Dealing with People Who Drain You Dry.

Ohmanohmanohman! There was NO WAY I was going to walk out without checking that book out.

I've only partially glanced through it so far, but oh my goodness! I know some peeps that should have their pictures beside some of these descriptions.

Can't wait to learn how to 'stake 'em' out of my life.

Stay tuned!

Monday, July 16, 2012

A puzzling situation

**This should have been posted June 26. Oooooops.**

We made it to Florida safe and sound.

Of course, now there's a tropical storm circling around the Gulf of Mexico. Debby does Florida. HAHAHAHAHAHAAA. Ahem. Sorry.

The condo that Robert's been in has a screened in porch, which has flooded with the incessant rain, and as we found out today is causing a leak in our neighbors' living room. Ever tried taping up a huge plastic sheet in gusting winds and rain?

Not terribly effective.
So every few hours, Robert or I go out onto the porch and sweep as much of the water off as we can. Pointless? Probably. But I'd want someone to give me the same consideration if the situation was reversed.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed that Debby stays low key and goes away soon. In anticipation of being shut-ins for the next few days, we bought a board game and a 1,000 piece puzzle. The game has been a blast, but I think we got a little ambitious with the puzzle. It's been two days and the border isn't completely assembled yet.

Of course, the kids lost interest about 30 minutes in, while I have to restrain myself from spending hours sitting there and visually scrutinizing the 30 pieces that look like they should go together, but don't - no matter which way I try them.

I've decided it's a metaphor for my life. I'll spend the most time and have the most patience with the most difficult and complicated things, but have no patience for the things I can accomplish in no time with little to no aggravation.

Please, please tell me this doesn't make me high maintenance. Or a lunatic.

Could shorter be better?

It. Is. Good. To. Be. Home. Especially with my husband in tow.

The last deployment we went  through was rough. Most of that was because of my insecurities that I couldn't handle life and kids and all the adventures therein while in a foreign country with minimal support. 

This time I was mentally prepared because I was in America (holla for my home country), I had a fantastic support system in place, the kids had school during the week, and I had a much healthier outlook overall. Plus, we stayed really, really busy. Probably a little too busy. But it worked for us.

So, now that life is back to the way I like it, I've been thinking about my blog and what to do with it. I am, if you haven't noticed, a little wordy. So I wonder if having shorter blog entries would make me more likely to blog more often.

Only one way to find out, right?

So starting today, for the next month I'm going to pledge to post at least one sentence a day - every day - on my blog.

Hey wait - how cool would it be if I told a story over a month one paragraph a day?

Yeah, probably not the best idea.

But at least I'm done for today. Heh.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012


One week and six days ago, the kids and I arrived in Florida. Robert is set up in a pretty sweet apartment here, and much to my surprise, the kids have shared a room here with no bloodshed and no property destruction. And no, we aren't drugging them. Or bribing them.

Color me stunned.

So what have we been up to?

Our first day here we took them to the beach. Sad to say, I expected them to hate it. But because I am often wrong in my parenting assumptions, I brought their suits just in case. And guess what? I was wrong. They LOVED the beach. We had to drag them away that first day. But being that we were in Florida, I figured we'd be at the beach at least every other day, so no big deal.

Yeah. Hello tropical storm Debby. And massive rain and flooding.

So we took the kids to see Brave. I swear those two only want to see movies for the chance of popcorn. 

Last Monday we headed to the Museum of Science and Industry. I thought we'd spend a couple of hours there, but we were there almost all day. It was beyond awesome, and by far my favorite thing we've done here. I could have spent two days there with ease.

Last Tuesday, the kids and I took a quick trip to Florida's eastern coast to visit with Chris and meet his parents and siblings. Hello again, tropical storm Debby. Thanks for raining on our entire vacation thus far.

Last weekend we headed to Legoland. It was really, really hot. Thank goodness we got the combo tickets so that when the heat became too much to tolerate we changed into our swimsuits and headed to the water park.

Today the water was going to be shut off in the complex from 9 until 1, so the kids and I headed to the aquarium. I was expecting us to spend three or four hours there, but we were completely done in an hour and a half. So we walked down the street to the movie theater and caught the new Spiderman movie. Tucker and I were enthralled and Sara was there for popcorn.

It's good to know some things never change.