First: The bunnies have abandoned me. Yesterday there was the one still there in the nest, but after I photographed him he hopped away and today there wasn't a bunny to be seen. I am hoping that tomorrow if I wake up real early I can spot them (with my 200 mm lens) hopping about on my back lawn, but I'm not confident. I think they may have had enough of me shoving my big old lens in their cute little furry bunny faces and totally split. Also, my back yard neighbor has an outdoor cat, so I am fearful. On my run this morning I saw bunnies on just about every other lawn in the neighborhood. I'm pretty sure we are being over run. I hope my own are okay!
Second: This morning I really needed a day of rest after working out pretty hard every day last week, but I was ANXIOUS because today was the day that Matt goes to camp for 8 weeks, (and YES, I cried half the way down and half the way back without him) and I knew that if I at least ran for a little bit this morning I'd feel a whole lot better. I knew I didn't have much spark in me, and one step outside into the airlessness of 99% humidity, which is the garden state, and I hoped that the the devil would be able to accompany me, since I knew that my run was going to be her only chance at exercise for the day. We ran for 30 sultry humid minutes and returned to the house so that the devil could lie face down in her water bowl and I could continue to drip sweat for a full 5 minutes before re-establishing a normal body temperature. I time my runs, so I never really know how fa I end p going, but I do know that today I did not go my normal distance. I t was like running through soup out there. Also, it rained on me twice during the run. I suspect that it wasn't actually rain but more like extra heavy dampness because that is was it felt like.
The other day when the cranial sacral therapist was here and she heard me explaining to Josh how we are going to exercise a lot this summer (I will whip that couch potato kid of mine into shape!) and how if you exercise a lot you feel really good after and that I go to the posh club all of the time because I like it and not because I feel like I have to and then the cranial sacral therapist chimed in with "That's because you are an addict personality." And Dammit! She is totally right there. But I think I am going to fully embrace the addiction of exercise and let it rule over the addiction of all things sweet, salty, fried (or any delish combination of the those) and make exercise my go to release in place of the old hand to mouth action. Face it, that hand to mouth action hasn't worked for me for years and it's time to move on!
AMAZING NEWS: One landmark accomplishment I have been looking and looking for to no avail for is abdominal definition. I've been pretty down about my seeming lack of abdominal definition for a while now, and then a couple of days ago I got a glance of myself from a distance in the bathroom mirror and with different lighting there was that line that means muscles down the sides and then yesterday I was standing sideways to the bathroom mirror and I saw it again (and again today just to make sure it was true) and I realized that it IS there and it just doesn't show when I am standing up close to the mirror with it's top mounted lights. I have ABS people! (tears of joy stream down my cheeks)
Preparing: Today I found out that you can buy kettlebells at Target. There is a Target close enough to utopia. I will buy them if I feel the need. I do have some resistance bands, a ball for doing sit ups n, and some free weights in utopia already. (and I can do pushups etc...) They should hold me over until the other things show up. I did order the Insanity challenge and also a TRX band. That Insanity challenge is going to really do me in, but I am going to give it my best. I want to take my fitness to a new level and that kind of cardio- body weight resistance is not my strength, so that is why I need to own it. Give me 60 days. Maybe I'll take before and after photos.
Speaking of after, I used the bathroom in Matt's bunk before hitting the road to come home and I barely recognized myself when I glanced my reflection in the mirror. I just wasn't registering to myself as huge. It was weird.
aaww, bye bunnies! You gave them roots, then wings.
Posted by: danelle | June 28, 2010 at 01:29 AM
It sure feels good to not recognize yourself, doesn't it? I had the same experience with my abs about a year ago. Now they are still not defined moreso than a line I can see around the muscle, but I can see it, and that is all that matters right now!
BTW, there is nothing wrong with a little exercise addiction!
Posted by: South Beach Steve | June 28, 2010 at 06:57 AM
Camp for 8 weeks??? WOW!! Amy(my 14yo) was gone for 13 days to NYC and Swedesboro, NJ and it was HARD on me! My "baby" is at camp this week for just 5 days. She's my needy/difficult child so this is a welcome separation. Ryan(17) is going to an unschooling camp in August and the girls will go to my parents home in North Carolina. They'll all be gone the whole month of August but we'll join them near the end for a short vacation. I cannot imagine an 8-wk camp though!LOL
You have ABS!!! I am jealous but super happy for you! It means you are healthy! Unfortunately I'm not an addictive personality at all so I have a hard time sticking with dieting(or just healthier eating) and exercise just sucks for me! Wish there was a willpower pill, I'd take it!
Molly
Posted by: Molly | June 29, 2010 at 01:35 PM
I never thought I'd send them to camp at all, but then one by one they all started begging for it. And they love it. Evan Josh who had a disaster of a time last year is dying to go to a different camp. Go figure.
Posted by: clickmom | June 29, 2010 at 04:14 PM