C25K

So waiting a week between runs that are meant to be every second day is rather slack. 

I used the treadmill instead of the road today. 

Find it so much easier being able to see my progress as I go along.

Last week doing day 1 I thought I would die and didn't even complete it properly.

Today I did it.

So I'm counting today as day 1 again because yeah, a week gap is too much. 

I feel good for the first time in a long while.

Guess that's why they suggest exercise for depression huh?

Book Club?

Book 4/26

Oh seriously. This book is love.

Oh the back it has praise for Natasha Solomons last book 'Mr Rosenblum's List'. 

"Prepare to be seriously charmed"

And that is how I would describe this book as well.

Charming.

I fell in love with the main character Elise.

The whole thing.

Charming.

Lovely.

Read it.

xx

Well that went well...not

I think I'm going to have to remember the quote from my last post.

"No matter how slow you go, you are still lapping everybody on the couch."

Cause boy was I slow.

And breathless.

I may be more unfit then I though.

It was defiantly depressing.

Sunday I completed day 1 of Couch to 5k.

Well I kinda completed.

Good enough right???

This is going to be more challenging then I thought, but I need this. I need to put myself and my health first. What good am I to my kids of I neglect myself?

So the 'stats'.

Starting weight: 60kg

Pre-baby weight: 52kg

Will be happy with: under 55kg, even if it's 54.9

Motivation O'clock

It's time for me to get fit.

I want to lose the last of this baby weight and I want to be able to go for a walk/jog for some alone time rather then locking myself in my room reading blogs and eating chocolate. 

I love blogs, but surely exercise would be more productive?

So I've developed a plan.

I have one day a week where all three children are gone.

One at kindy and two in daycare.

So on this day I have no excuse as to why I haven't been exercising.

I know that I feel better when I've been exercising, so why don't I do it?

I also have at least one afternoon a week free whilst the children are playing with their dad. (They play more then just this one afternoon, I'm talking about scheduled "mummy with no kids time")

I have both a gym membership AND access to a gym within our complex.

I really can't complain about lack of resources can I.

Every second weekend the children spend the weekends at their dad's place.

During this time I'm sure if I wanted to I could fit a workout in.

So my plan is:

Friday mornings straight to gym from kindy drop off.

One afternoon a week 'sceduled' gym time.

Every second Saturday make time for the gym.

I'm going to follow the 'Couch to 5km Running Program'.

I've even got MP3 downloaded with instructions of when to walk and when to jog, all ready to go.

All I've been lacking is the motivation.

I'm thinking I may even be brave and post my weight and a before picture on here so everyone can follow my progress (exciting blogging here folks).

So there it is.

My plan all written out and sent into cyberspace.

Hopefully someone kicks my butt if I don't update with progress.

That can be your job.

xxx

A bedroom makeover III

I am loving the process of gathering things together for the boys bedroom makeover.

I've never sat down to really think through a room and consider each piece before.

It's seriously fun.

And seriously takes up a lot of my online time.

Thought I would share some of the pictures from my inspiration file, cause everybody likes a little bit of inspiration.

A Song For My Sons

Last week I got given the Sara Groves album Tell Me What You Know.

I have wanted it for ages but never got around to grabbing a copy.

So yep, it's now on repeat in the car and this is my obsession song of the day.

Had to share.

ETA: When I searched youtube for the song this was the only clip that I could find. It was made by some woman who liked the song but has daughters not sons. Sorry should have mentioned that before.

xxx

This is a song for my sons for when they understand it

You know how life is full you know we couldn't plan it

your dad and I prayed for strength and understanding

for things we couldn't see or comprehend

This is a song for you, to carry in your pocket

take all our love with you in all the paths you walk in

I can't say your life will always go like it should

but I can say that God is always good

and when the cold wind blows like I know it will

and when you feel alone like I know you will

and when the cold wind blows like we know it will

Don't let your love grow

Don't let your love grow

Don't let your love grow cold

This is a song for my sons for when they understand it

You know how life is full you know we couldn't plan it

your dad and I prayed for strength and understanding

for things we couldn't see or comprehend

This is a song from my heart a small refrain to hold you

for times when we're apart and I cannot console you

Be honest with yourself and don't forget to pray

and read your bible everyday

and when the cold wind blows like I know it will

and when you feel alone like I know you will

and when the cold wind blows like I know it will

Don't let your love grow

Don't let your love grow

Don't let your love grow cold

Book Club?

Book 3/26

I was given this book as a gift yesterday and realised fairly quickly that I had actually seen the movie a few years ago with a friend.

Was a nice quick read and the 'moral' of the story does leave you thinking.

Could imagine passing this one on.

xx

24 things to do.

Take a family holiday (that doesn't involve visiting family)

Go on a hike.

Lose 10kgs.

Get a manicure.

Perfect our daily routines.

Keep a food and exercise diary.

Go to Yungaburra markets.

Take a camping trip.

Go to the shooting range.

Fix up my car.

Buy a kind size bed.

Plan another fundraising tea party.

Blog more consistently.

Go a month without facebook.

Complete Couch to 5km's.

At least once explore some local touristy rainforest near by.

Learn to play poker.

Find and purchase the perfect dining table.

Read a book a fortnight.

Try a food I don't think I like.

Go to the theatre regularly.

Have saving aside for nothing.

Don't kill my children.

Be happy.

I did it.

I didn't actually think I would get to tick this one off.

But I am.

We went camping.

Two nights in the Daintree.

It was fun.

It totally sucked.

Don't know which one is the winner.

Perhaps will try again when the little miss is a bit older.

She spent the weekend crying, and sulking, then crying some more. Oh there was definite refusal to sleep as well.

Perhaps if I had gotten a few hours sleep at some point of the weekend I would have enjoyed it more.

But it was OK. I'm not refusing to ever go again. Just refusing to go again within a year. 

Big difference.