Timed Thinking

Currently I keep all my clothes in a set of plastic drawers and a plastic tote in my room. Mr. Hotness and I found some money in our budget to get some much needed bedroom furniture, but I went and spent it all. I used it to buy a couple of in-home exercise machines in a desperate attempt to get back in shape (remember my New Year's goal of getting my wedding ring off?). My idea is that for every 1/2 hour I spend on these machines I will "earn" $5 of my bedroom money back. At 4 hours a week I figure it will take me 2 months. So, I've been busting my butt (ha!) trying to get in a 1/2 hour on each machine (a rower and an elliptical) and I've discovered that my thoughts are pretty consistent at various times in the work out. Here is how it usually goes:

1 minute: This is almost too easy, I better increase the resistance by a lot.

3 minutes: Whoa, Nelly, I don't think I need so much resistance.

5 minutes: *Gasp* *Pant* Who am I kidding? I wasn't made for this. My body was created for the purpose of eating ice cream and watching TV. I have no right to be on one of these things, no right at all.

10 minutes: I think I'm dead or having an out of body experience. I no longer feel the burn and have gone completely numb.

13 minutes: I'm starting to really sweat, gross! I find that acid rock music helps keep my mind off the clock.

20 minutes: I look at the clock and see that I'm almost done. HEY, this isn't so bad after all. Just don't watch the clock, don't watch the clock.

25 minutes: Oh, I could SO totally do this all day. I have hit my groove.

29 minutes: And 5... 4... 3... 2... 2 1/2... Come on, come on... 1... Oh, Sweet Cuppin' Cakes, I don't ever want to do that again!!!

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And it starts all over again on the next machine.

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Hey, do any of you have some good acid rock bands to recommend?

It Is Time

Two days ago I finally broke down and bought some in home exercise equipment.

It is time.

Good Morning

Guess what I did this morning. No, I didn't wake up early, and no I'm not starting a new fad diet... I made all the kids wake up early. Usually we all wake up for prayers with daddy before he leaves for work. Then Cookie gets ready for school as the other kids crawl back in bed, and I usually spend a groggy half hour in front of the computer. Oh, and I wouldn't even wake up Sweet Terror for prayers (I just couldn't handle her that early in the morning). This morning, though, I woke up the Sweet Terror, and kept all the kids awake after prayers. They all had breakfast at the same time, they were all dressed before 7:45, they all had shoes, socks, hats, gloves, coats, and were sitting in the living room ready for one more prayer by 8:00. We ALL walked Cookie to school. And then guess what we did. We just kept on walking. Yup, I figured we might as well get the most out of all that winterizing and we walked all the way to the end of our street and back again (which is nine tenths of a mile). The kids were a bit puzzled but seemed to fully enjoy the outing. It made me feel good to have us all on track, doing the same things, and having everything done before 8:30 (I'm usually still doling out last minute cereals by 9:00 and cleaning up breakfast at 10:00). I'm not sure if I can keep this going every day, but at least now I know it is possible. I hope you are all having a lovely morning.