Starting all over~

After being home alone with my three yr old son for two weeks, my John is back home! That's great. It's really good to see him.

We missed him.

For what may or may not be obvious reasons.

We also missed him for other reasons.
Damon ~ for want of a break from his old mom, who after days and days of crappy weather gets tired and cranky.
Me~the crappy weather and lack of exercise led to feelings of aloneness, and desperation. Feeling that my journey to weight loss and triathlon training had ended. Working out at home is a good thing, and I would be the first to encourage it~~~under most circumstances.
But my circumstances are not what they used to be.

Our son is older, and wilder than ever. It is difficult to get in even a 12 minute mile on my walking video without major interruptions. Interruptions mentioned in my previous blog.

I was on a roll before my John left and all of a sudden it came to a screeching halt!

FINALLY~ he is home, and while I whined and moaned the whole two weeks he was gone that he needed to get home so I could return to the gym where I belonged in the wee hours of morning....

I now find I have gone into "Winter Sleep" mode and the thought of getting back out there is daunting.

I will, don't doubt it.

I have to!

Deep deep deep down I WANT to, Somewhere....let me spend the day finding that desire deep down somewhere.

Until tomorrow I am enjoying cookies and dreaming of ice cream.

Tomorrow is my Second start. Or it's probably more like my 100th start in the past however many years.

But since beginning my recent journey with my dear friend Amy, before the holidays, this will only be my second start.

Have to get back my enthusiasm, and regain some mental health before my John leaves again In March!

Oh it's too soon to think about THAT trip.
Health and wellness to all........

I See how it is....

Day 10 of my hubby being gone. It's nothing really, compared to those with husbands on patrol boats. Their husbands are gone months at a time. However, I am still not so happy with my current situation.
Example:
trying to workout....
Mile 1...........

3 minutes in; Damon is ripping through the house with his monster truck on the tail of some dog who lives here.

5 minutes in; Damon starts climbing on computer desk, slamming his toys down on the nice wood finish.
Must intercept, scold, reprimand.

7 minutes in; Damon still crying and whining from previous scolding.

Minute 10... almost done with 1 mile, and Damon demanding this, that or the other thing.

oh MY GOSH, is this mile going to end so I can pause the DVD and deal with this madness? Or maybe it's just me in my own madness thinking..well.... what exactly? How dare I try to workout with a 3 yr old on the lose.? Or at least THIS particular 3 yr old?!




I know, I know, this picture is cute, he looks so helpful and sweet. Dragging a beaten fish to his Daddy. Well, yeah, that was a different day. Daddy was here, we were out in nature, he was well within his limits to be free and run. Oh that we could go to that nice beach every day.

As I type he is trying to fit his swim goggles to above mentioned dog. Now my foot. Next..............who knows.
My prayer for the day...to get through it, while burning a few unwanted calories. For Damon to get through it without injury to himself or others, or too much damage to the house. May I have my wits about me, and not yell too much.

It happened like this....

John and my friend Amy recruited more help by Melanie and together they planned a surprise birthday party for me. I haven't had a birthday party since I was young, and I've NEVER had a surprise one.

ooooh, lucky me. It was so fun.

Rewind a few days...

I had a feeling something was up, but didn't know exactly what or how, or when, or who. All I know is that John was acting weird with his phone, and he made a few comments that were sort of weird.

Then there were the text messages from Amy,

"what is your favorite candy?"

well, ok, what a strange question to ask me since we workout together 6 out of 7 days a week and are both trying hard to reach our own personal goals. Candy doesn't really figure into our daily plan these days.

Then she asks, "do you have visiting teachers? If so, who?" Okaaaaaay..............interesting. But oh well. Maybe she is just trying to know me better. Always a good thing in developing a friendship.

And my husband, he can RARELY hide anything from me. He texts me asking for all kinds of phone numbers.

Well what in the world, can't you just get those when you come home? I'm busy with our son. I don't have time to fetch numbers for ppl all day!

And Candy????????? I better not be getting a basket full of candy for a birthday gift from Amy....I will have to bake her cookies and cakes and pie if she does that!!!

You heard me Amy! An eye for an eye right?

naaaaawwww I'm only kidding! I wouldn't do that. (ok, I don't think I would)

Thank you all for making that night so wonderful, fun, and surprising!

If you want to see a few pictures from my surprise b-day party night anyway, go to Amy's blog at:

3inspiringsons.blogspot.com