Just an Everyday Kind of Weekend.

It was a productive weekend filled with lots of work and lots of snuggles. We knew Gabe was feeling better on Saturday morning when we awoke to him laughing - loudly! - in the hallway at 5:30. That boy only has one volume and it's LOUD. When he didn't make hardly any noise on Friday, we knew he wasn't feeling well. But by Saturday, he was fine (and back to being loud!) and Shaelyn was adamant that she too was feeling much better. Thank heavens!


Dan took the kids with him to his mom's house on Saturday morning, so I could work. A blessing indeed! Out of the 53 articles that I wanted to get done this weekend, all but 8 of them are now completed. Since the other ones don't have deadlines until the end of the week, I'm thrilled. Here's hoping that my eyes find sleep before 2am every single night this week!

Saturday night found me relaxing while watching Cops and eating popcorn. Yep, really.

After church this morning I napped with Shaelyn and awoke to find it raining. The kids slipped on their flip flops and made a mad dash for the front door where we stood watching them as they jumped in puddles and ran around like crazy. The rule of the house is that playing in the rain is a given unless there's thunder and lighting. Today's rain was soft and warm; a perfect summer rain for playing in the puddles.

Back inside for a Sesame Street movie and a dose of Veggie Tales they went, while I hopped on the treadmill for a run. This time I remembered to shut the "Shake to Shuffle" option off the iPod before the run, so it was much easier to actually listen to music. Imagine that.

Then bedtime saw an ample amount of snuggles with the kids. They look so sweet - and QUIET - when they're asleep. Quiet is NEVER a word we can claim to have in our house, so we appreciate the hours of silence when they occur and cherish the sound of their voices when they're awake (and after we've started the coffee iv drip for the day).

Nothing too exciting, but sometimes those are the best weekends of all.

Team Gym Mama & Covert Fitness

Okydoky, my mission today is to sign up for 10, yes, I said TEN charity walks/runs (haha!) for this year. Then I'll list them on here and on GymMama.net. I was thinking about a Gym Mama Team In Training. Of course, that would mean that people other than my husband would be walking/running too. Of course, that also means I need to let my husband know I'm signing him up. hehehehe

Covert fitness, I tell you.

However, I think I may have his ear on this. Last night he was trying to look under the sofa for more baby wipes (we keep them under there....storage is at a premium in this house) and he couldn't get up. Yeah. Maybe working out would be a good thing for us to enforce in this household. The treadmill is ready to go, the fitness ball is...well, it's down there, but seriously, I'm not sure I should be on that thing unsupervised. We'll figure it out.

In the meantime, charities here I come. I hope you have your registration information ready to go!

The youngest members of the Gym Mama Team in Training...

At Last!

Can you hear that? It's the sweet, sweet sigh of relief this morning. I actually made it out of the house at 5:50 and stayed at the gym for a good 45 minutes. And it felt so, so wonderful.

When I came home my husband even asked, "Feel better?" My enthusiastic "absolutely" was a welcome relief to all of us. Who knew I needed this as much as I do?

So, I ran and walked on the treadmill and did some ab work. Yes, that's right...I ran. And no one was chasing me. And there was no gun being held to my head. Yep, a banner day at the gym. Oh...and I sweat. Gross, but much needed. Did I mention I devoured almost an entire box of frozen Thin Mints in the last two days? Probably not something I should mention, because I know I'll be hearing about it.

I told my hubby I was an emotional eater on Monday night, and after polishing off almost an entire sleeve of Thin Mints he stared at me in shock and asked, "Good Lord, woman, what kind of emotions make you eat an entire sleeve of Thin Mints?!" Not the whole sleeve. There were 5 left. ;)

Running in the Rain

Yes, you read that right..."RUNNING" in the rain. Who would have thought?

It was pouring yesterday as I was about to leave work. The kind of rain where you know there's no chance of anything except total saturation. Of course I had parked at the very back of the building...thinking, of course, that it would provide good exercise.

There was a small crowd of visitors waiting for the rain to abate before they dashed to their cars, but I was feeling adventurous. So, without the protection of a plastic shopping bag on my head (although, thanks for the offer, Mr. L) or my pants rolled to my knee (thanks for the suggestion, Mrs. D) I decided to run for it. In dress pants and flats.

For those of you who have never run through a torrential downpour let me suggest that you take a moment in your life and RUN. Not only does it make you feel about 8 years old, but it makes you laugh! By the time I got to the car I was soaked to the bone and laughing like a loon. My clothes were plastered to my body and my hair looked like I'd just gotten out of the shower. I dried off (with a clean gym towel I had left in the car!) and then paused for a moment. Because I realized I had just run around the building, in the pouring rain, wearing dress clothes, and was not winded. How fun is that!?!

Needless to say, I had a grin on my face the entire way home. And wouldn't you know it....it stopped raining completely about 2 minutes after I left work.