To say the least last week was a great week. I was blessed with God given drive and energy and motivation. I worked out Monday through Saturday, I was flexible when workouts needed to change. I made sure I got my minimum in and I didn’t let anything get in my way. I also stuck to my 30 Day ARM Challenge despite pulling something in my shoulder! This was my workout schedule:
- Monday – 30D ARMS; 330m run – 14 cards – 330m run – 10 cards (repeat that rep 4 times) – 330m run
- Tuesday – 30D ARMS; Zumba
- Wednesday – 30D ARMS; whole deck workout – 20 minute stretching
- Thursday – 30D ARMS; Zumba
- Friday – 30D ARMS; 35 minutes jogging and keeping my HR in zone
- Saturday – Rest arms; whole deck workout – grocery shopping for 2 hours
- Sunday – 30D ARMS; no official workout
I kept my food at or under my 1,200 net calorie goal (no starving myself or eating sugary snacks happened!) I only forgot my vitamins on Sunday, which is kind of typical because with my schedule so drastically different on Sunday things usually get a little whack! lol
Finally, I lost two pounds. This is my first real earned and fought for loss in a long time and I feel really happy about it. I feel like any loss is a great thing, but two pounds was so lovely to see. I am looking forward to continuing. I finally fixed a glitch in my YT account that made vlogging from my phone impossible. So, food vlogs are now going to happen! Any longer talking videos will still be on the laptop as long as she is still working, however!
The painting that I posted on Friday is a painting of what I see/experience when I am in prayer and the Holy Spirit is with me, physically present. When I hear people speak in tongues (NOT all the time, in fact not often) and feel the tongues myself this is what I witness. It is a pillar of colored light – light that has such a presence that it cast a shadow – there are thousands and thousands of colored lights streaming and moving and with them are thousands and thousands of voices in every language. Clear and distinct. Sometimes I hear what is being prayed, sometimes I hear English, usually I only hear the amazing chorus of language and light – but even if I don’t know the words I understand what is being. That may not make much sense. To be honest it doesn’t always make sense to me, but still it is.
I am posting this painting with comment, without explanation and in hopes to get feedback. Not on skill (which is fine if you want to comment on) but on what you see/think/believe this is… I will explain the painting on Monday! Have a great weekend!!! If you want to see the explanation it can be found on this post!
Mavis, darling! had her first of 10 karate lessons yesterday. I am going to reserve comment on the instructor until we have a few more classes, but I will comment on cost. OH. MY. SWEET. KITTENS. If you have a daughter in dance you know how much “confidence, self discipline, and exercise” cost on a monthly basis. lol Add in review fees and book ads and photos and costumes – suddenly your teeny ballerina is a gaping money pit and you can’t even see how cute she looks in that tutu because you are drowning in bills. Karate is that minus the tutu and times three! This man was going over prices and I was thinking, “I think Mavis, darling! will be running with me and doing tai chi in the park.” Seriously, I have no idea how people make these things work. I am blessed beyond that Lou ♥ loves ballet and that we have a phenomenal FREE ballet program available. I hope I can find something like that for Mavis, darling! because with braces and growing tummies, with Christmas and a bearded dragon on the horizon I can swing the minimum payment of 100 bucks a month just for karate. Sorry. I go to free (donation) Zumba and run in the neighborhood. The kids are going to have to understand, and they really do, that having this amazing home school experience comes with certain trade offs and finding our own source of recreation is one of them!
Look, let’s be real. I enjoy a good challenge, I love the feeling of accomplishment. I also love winning and have a fantastic imagination, so in my head I create this elaborate competition with myself and imaginary people and then I whoop them good! lol It’s the only kind of competition I like, since I always win and I hate losing! (Makes sense!) Anywhodoodle! I love the idea behind these kind of challenges, but I hate that most of them are unrealistic to beginners. They are also set up for the “cross-fitters” – those who seem to live for self punishment. I have tried that whole genre of fitness and I just don’t like it. I am distracted, watching the clock and angry the rest of the day. I have made NO SECRET that the reason I am a runner is because God blessed me with a LOVE of running. The reason I love Zumba is that I adore dance! I enjoy pushing myself, but only when I am enjoying what I am doing… The other thing that I didn’t care for is the increased risk of injury. Let’s get real, running can cause injury – heck, I have hurt myself several times at Zumba, but cross-fit is a whole new world and if you are not paying attention you will be more likely hurt yourself more. No thank you! lol
It’s still going strong and I am still KILLING it! (By that I mean, getting it done! lol) I’ve been playing on instagram with a friend from Youtube, so if you are interested in daily updates on working out – head over there!
Last week I wrote a post about how I kind of lost myself. It’s true. My life has been in a state of wild, wild, WILD evolution. Maybe, I think that lost is the wrong word. Perhaps I want to convey that I don’t recognize who I see when I look at me sometimes. Like, like a butterfly who finally emerges and is just in shock over the fact that now flight is possible. REAL FLIGHT! You take off, but it’s scary and unnatural and unbelievable. That is where I am at. lol It’s awesome, but wickedly unreal!
Let’s take a look-see:
- 2009 – became sick for the first time with Fibromyalgia and erythema nodosum.
- 2010 – migraines joined the fun as I started to be able to move and I began my journey to “health” and losing weight.
- 2011 (spring) – I married my best friend and partner of six years.
- 2011 (fall) – we became a homeschooling family.
- 2012 – we found our church.
- 2013 – I set about giving my life to God in the realest way I could. Truly evaluating all aspects, art and writing and family.
- 2014 – I began writing again and and painting, in line with my new fully committed life of Jesus.
It’s not over, but it is kind of accumulating to a point where I need to stop. Take all the new info into account and recalibrate. That moment was one I was trying to force for a few months, but wound up happening organically this weekend. As it all lined up it was as if i was suddenly able to merge the me I carved out of myself in 2011 and the me I am now! There have been times when I felt it all line up, ready itself for the next phase. In my life, in my children, in my church, in my art. I felt that this weekend, and I capitalized it with a run at the local duck park! (Thanks to my wife who motivated me gently, but sternly!)
P.S. I am starting this challenge today. Anyone who wants to join, please do!
Reason #1,896,678 that home school rocks so hard I can’t even describe it: How about collecting science samples at the local park? On a beautiful day? With your babies?
Yep! That would work!
Hello, there! I know, it’s been a long time and I haven’t done my part in keeping in touch. I haven’t responded to emails, or called back. I know.
It’s a big, bad world out there and I have been hiding under the covers so to speak. Keeping myself sane by living in my own world. Only now it is October and I have but a blur of a memory for September and it is time to put on my big girl panties and to get on the horse. I am back. I am back with a plan to make plans… lol I want to read more, I want to workout more and I want to eat better. Here it is – OCTOBER – and I am ready to live again! I took a break, now I am refreshed. (I also have a plan to take a monthly break, like a heyyouguysIamgoingtosleepalldayandIexpectyoualltogetalongfor24hoursokay break, where I go to a coffee shop and write or read and I take myself home to nap and then I have dinner and nap and then I have a bath and sleep! Monthly, I know!
I love all of my life, but sometimes I feel a bit lost and I have decided to work on that.