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Summoning My Inner Yoda

Day 2 of the 30 Day Shred? Done, baby!

After a good night’s sleep, the tender muscles I’d used all day the day before had time to solidify, and I was greeted with cement legs and arms.  Putting on my sports bra was a workout. It would have been so easy to give up and get back in bed at that point.  But, I summoned my Inner Yoda, and I not only got dressed in my workout attire, I did the 20 minute session without stopping.

I didn’t try.
I did.

Yoda would be so proud!

The workout actually churned the cement down to a thick paste, and I can move!

This time, due to scheduling issues, Claire ate her breakfast while watching me shred. Because she was sitting and didn’t do the workout until the very end, after she was finished with her food, she was able to listen more intently to Jillian.

And, she was a bit concerned in parts.

“But, I don’t want your legs to burn, Momma!”

“They’re not *puff* really go- *huff* -ing to *fuff* burn, sweetie.”

“Why did she say you were going to die?”

“She said *huff* that we *puff* are going to feel *fuff* like it. *uggh* I’mnotreallygonnadie. *foooff*”

For me, Day 2 was equal parts easier and harder than Day 1. I like knowing what’s going to happen, so knowing what was coming next in the routine made it easier.  The problem I had with the ceiling yesterday didn’t seem like that big of an issue today.  Getting sore muscles to move is harder than getting unused muscles to move, so that made it harder. But, the workout actually helped them feel a little better.

And, if you ask Claire, today was a success, because Momma’s legs didn’t really burst into flame, and she didn’t die. And, I think if I can get through each day without those two things happening, I’ll count it as a success, too! ;)

You can read more about my 30-Day Shred Adventures by clicking here!

I didn’t die. I didn’t cry. But, there was lots of groaning.

I just completed Day 1 of the 30-Day Shred! Correction: I completed the 20 minute workout, the rest of the day stretches before me.

I wasn’t sure what to expect, and as I got into the routine, I thought, “Hey! I can do this!” and then the warmup session was over, and the real workout began.  Ha!

Holy.
Chao.

But, I did it. I only felt like I was going to die a few times. And, I didn’t cry once. I did laugh out loud a few times. And, I may have muttered under my strained breath.  But, I gotta give Jillian props: she really doesn’t give you time to mope around, and she wasn’t mean.

Claire helped me with this first session, and in true 3-year-old style, she’s ready for Level 2 already. She didn’t even break a sweat.

Logistically, I’m happy with some things, and trying to figure out some others. In the “Yep, this works!” column, I love my sports bra and my shoes. So, I have no issues there. In the “This is kinda cumbersome” column is the ceiling in our basement. Our super-large HD TV, which makes Jillian seem like she’s right there in front of me, is positioned for the best audio/visual while-you’re-sitting-on-the-couch experience. The ceiling in the entertainment room is low over the couch and ottoman due to a heating vent. When I move the ottoman to do my workout, everything is fine until I get to the arms-a-swinging-high-above-your-head part of the routines. Then, I have to move forward closer to the TV which makes me nervous with my swinging weights. Or, I have to move back behind the couch which makes it hard to see Jillian. It worked okay today, but I may ask my hubby if he has any suggestions. Ironically enough, I won’t have the strength to move the pieces of our sectional back and forth until after I’ve completed this workout program. :)

Either way, I made it work today, and I felt great.

Well, great in a puddle on the floor kinda way.

My legs and abs don’t hurt right now. My hips feel awesome. I’ve had problems with my hips for years (even before I had Claire), and I even went to physical therapy for my issues. (Oddly enough, when I lost 40 lbs, my hips did not react well. Go figure.) But, for the first time in years, they feel fine!

But, I have a feeling that tomorrow will be a different story with these muscles. They may just be in shock.

My arms and shoulders, on the other hand, are not happy with me. They are not only in shock, they are telling me about it. My arms were shaking when I was trying to get breakfast for Claire, and I can’t lift them above my shoulders without doing my breathing exercises.

It’s a good thing the keyboard is at this level, because the groaning when I reach any higher is starting to alarm Claire. ;)

So, all in all, it was a successful day. I started the program, and I can’t wait to see what tomorrow feels like!

Having Fun for FREE!

Having Fun for FREE!
By Yours Truly
As Featured at Mile High Mamas

The economy is facing uncertain times. Pennies are being pinched all over the place. Many of us are sitting down and re-prioritizing where our money is going. The necessities get taken care of first, with hopes of there being something left over for the fun stuff.

They say, “There’s no such thing as a free lunch.” That may be true, but if you’re careful with your planning and do a little research, you CAN have lots of fun in the Denver Metro Area for FREE! (And, I’m not just talking about all our wonderful parks or indoor play areas.)

Having fun for FREE? For real? Yes!

Where? Well, here are some great places to check out…for FREE!

First, we have The Children’s Museum of Denver.

The Children’s Museum of Denver is open to the public for FREE on the first Tuesday of the month. From 4 p.m. to 8 p.m. on that Tuesday, there is no admission charge, and you and your kids can experience all the different rooms, nooks and crannies…for FREE.

Claire and I had the opportunity to check it out, and she had a blast! It was rather crowded, so I was sure to pack a little extra patience in my bag, and we had a great time. She loved the nature exhibit where she got to crawl around in the tunnels with the other furry woodland critters. She loved shopping for groceries at the supermarket and then using those items to make a meal in the kitchen that she then served to us at the restaurant counter.

It was hard getting her to leave the workshop area where she and Daddy put together a project, using real tools! After that, it was onto the art center where she painted a picture, before heading to the dance floor to try out her new moves in front of the mirror.

There were so many things to do that her answer to “what was your favorite part” was a list of things!

The Denver Children’s Museum is located at 2121 Children’s Museum Drive or on the web at http://cmdenver.org. Parking was free. Admission was free. Even with the crowds, we had a great time!

So, if the normal Admission Prices (that range from $5.50 to $7.50) aren’t in your budget for the month, go down to The Children’s Museum on the first Tuesday of the month for FREE!

Another awesome example of a fun FREE thing to do is READ ON…and be sure to leave a comment over there!

What? I’m in shape. Round IS a shape.

Who am I kidding?  The things that used to be round are a bit droopy these days.

I’ve been told I “hide it well,” but that doesn’t change the fact that I need to tone.  It is what it is, but that doesn’t mean it has to be that way forever.

I am a Lifetime Member of Weight Watchers.  I can’t say enough good things about the program.  Almost seven years ago, I lost 40 lbs. with them and kept it off. I got pregnant and had my baby 3 years ago.  I bounced back pretty easily after that.  Relatively.  I’m within walking distance to my “goal weight,” so that’s not really an issue for me…but I need to tone.  I’ve known for a while that I needed to get back into an exercise routine, but I’ve just not done it.

Then, I kept hearing about this 30 Day Shred with Jillian Michaels:

You know who she is…she’s one of the trainers on the Biggest Loser.  I’ve always marveled at her results, even if I don’t appreciate her aggressive tenacity.

Maybe this is what I need?

Twenty minutes a day for 30 days.  I handled 37 hours of labor. I can handle 20 minutes a day.  Right?  Right!  Right?

Here is where I summon my Inner Yoda.  (Do or do not; there is no try.)  I will not try, because try does not exist.  I will do, because I’ve been doing not for long enough.  ;)

I know it will be hard.  I know I’ll be sore.  The part of me that will be crying and shaking her tiny fist at me tomorrow (if she can work up the energy, that is!) knows that I need to do this.

So, last week, I quickly ordered the DVD before I had a chance to change my mind.  It came today.  Tomorrow morning (or later today), I’ll take some “before photos” that will more than likely never see the light of the Internet, but I’ll be able to compare them to the ones I take after I embark on this journey…just to show myself that I could do it.

Longtime readers, fear not!  I’m not going to turn my website into a fitness site, but I will be talking about my 30-Day Shred.  I have to.  I need to.  To keep going, I’ll need the outlet.  Some days will be like business as usual around here, and some days may be focused only on The Shred.

What will I be shredding?  Hopefully this flab, and not my dignity.
…but I guess you’ll have to stick around and find out.  ;)

The steamer knows too much.

I love my rice & veggie steamer.  My husband and I were trying to remember how long we’ve had it, and we can’t.  We think we got it when we moved to the apartment in this (then new) state, which would make it 10 years old, but we may have gotten it when we moved into this house, which would make it eight years old.  Either way, it’s been with us a long time, and we love it.

It makes a perfectly fluffy batch of rice.  Asparagus are just the right amounts crisp and tender.  Our special recipe of chopped red potatoes with peppers, onions and carrots come out perfect every time.  We’ve experimented with various spices, and it’s one of those appliances that we use at least once or twice a week.

A couple months ago, I was going to make rice with dinner, and I was so proud of myself for getting things ready on time.  For once, I wasn’t scrambling!  Then, my hubby called to tell me he was going to be a little later than anticipated, and after I got off the phone with him, I fretted about the food getting cold.  For once, I’d not needed to rush around, but wouldn’t you know it?  I’d have things done too early.

I sat at the table reading a magazine while Claire played, and I decided not to worry about it.  I could hear the rice steamer just tick-tick-ticking away, and I decided not to worry about cold rice.  We could always reheat it.  The steamer dinged, and I went to stir it up.  (I often mix a beef bouillon cube in with it, and I wanted to be sure the flavor was well mixed.)  I was careful to open the lid so as not to be burned by the steam, only what greeted me was not what I expected.  It was soupy!  The water I’d added to the special rice bowl was still there, and the rice wasn’t cooked!  What had happened here!?

That’s when I realized that the steamer wasn’t plugged in.
Doh!

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This is the super-helpful timer that works even when the steamer doesn’t.

This is the super-helpful timer that works even when the steamer doesn’t.

Note to self: The timer will tick-tick-tick away, and the dinger will sound when it’s done, but that doesn’t mean the device is actually on!  I hadn’t noticed that the steamer wasn’t actually steaming!?  You’ve got to be kidding me!

So, I quickly plugged in the steamer and reset the timer.  I couldn’t believe that I was going to be rushing around after all!  (Needless to say, the rice wasn’t too cold before he got home.)

Since then, I’ve realized how pesky that steamer can be, and I’ve been sure to keep my eye on it.

Another quirky caveat to our steamer is the instruction manual.  If you’ve never used a steamer like this before, it can be daunting.  There is an inner level of water you need to fill, depending on what you’re steaming.  There is tray with a space for spices that you set above this reservoir.  Then, you put the main compartment on top.  Inside this compartment you put your food to be steamed, or if you’re doing rice, you insert the special rice bowl.  Capping all of this is the lid.

This instruction manual has seen better days.

This instruction manual has seen better days.

We know how to assemble the steamer, and we could do that in the dark.  But, it’s the intricate details of water level and timer settings that we never remember.  The manual also offers great suggestions for spices to pair with each food item.  You can see by the photo above that the book has been used so much that it has a perma-fold where the good info starts.  We keep it in the cupboard next to our cookbooks, and we couldn’t live without it.

Or, so we thought.

Look what I found on the back of the steamer!

Look what I found on the back of the steamer!

I cannot tell you how many hundreds of times we’ve used this steamer, and neither my husband nor I knew this was on the back of it!  I just happened to see it on Sunday night as I was reaching to get it down off the shelf.

So many meals start with me grabbing the book, folding it over to the page I need, and setting the steamer up accordingly.  I’ve often wondered what would happen should something dreadful happen to the manual.

And, now I know:  Nothing.  Most of what we need has been on the back of the steamer the whole entire time.  (Granted, not everything is on the back, but enough to get by in a pinch…)

All this time I thought I was relatively observant.  Meanwhile, the steamer has been gathering information to prove otherwise.  ;)

I’ll trade you this rainbow for that unicorn.

A while ago, I got some stickers for Claire.  The ones I got were in a collection box that boasts “over 1000 stickers!” and it includes little rolls of stickers with a see-through cover on the cardboard box.

The one I got for Claire was of the princess variety.  (Shocking!) It was on sale at Target, and at the time, I was using stickers as all kinds of incentives, with great success.  I still divvy them out for various things.

Well, inside the sticker box was a little Sticker Book.

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Her sticker book, circa 2008

Her sticker book, circa 2008

She has done a great job of filling it up with princess stickers and any other stickers that have struck her fancy.  In fact, I recently added pages to it.  (It was pretty simple to do.  Since it’s just made of white paper and not special sticker paper, I just took some white paper, cut it to fit and then added extra pages, stapling along the centerfold.  Voila!  More pages!  Crisis averted!)

How is she filling the pages so quickly?

Well, we have a rule here:  If we find stickers anywhere other than the book, they get thrown away.  Stickers can go on your shirt or on various appendages, but when you’re finished using them as personal adornment, they go in your special sticker book.  Period.

It only took a couple times of watching Ariel or Snow White make a trip to the trashcan from the chair or table where they’d been affixed to get the message across.  Stickers go in sticker books or the trash.  It’s a pretty simple concept, and it works!

That being said, they don’t make stickers like they used to.  The stickers of today don’t keep their stick long, which is great when you have someone who wants to wallpaper the kitchen, but bad when you’re an avid collector.

I should know.
I was one.

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My sticker books, circa 1983

My sticker books, circa 1983

Some of my favorite stickers

Some of my favorite stickers

To show Claire just how much her own Momma loved loves stickers, I delved into my box of treasures and unearthed some of my collections. Yes, these books and stickers are older than some of my closest friends.  Ooof, the math on that makes me feel like an old lady!

Extra bonus points to the person who can identify the only non-sticker in the bunch!  (It’s on the “Do Not Stick Stickers On This Page As You Will Not Be Able To Take Them Off” Page in the back of the blue sticker book above.)  I loved this character, and I’d totally forgotten about her until I saw this!!  She’s technically a “transfer” (which is not really a sticker…more like a tattoo for paper.  Remember those!?)  But, I digress…

Needless to say, my love of stickers holds a special place in my heart.  I still remember the day I got my first real sticker book.  (It’s the yellow one in the photo above.)  I think it was 1983, and my aunt and uncle had sent me a birthday present in the mail.  Getting the mail was one of my jobs, and a highlight of the day.  Getting a package in the mail was a huge deal.  I still remember opening the package and seeing this awesome sticker book.  I couldn’t believe it!

All of my friends were into sticker collecting, and we’d each display our favorites prominently in our sticker books and then trade our extras.  I spent hours looking at my stickers and organizing them.  See the white book in the photo above?  It has a check list in the back.  I’ve spared you the photographic evidence of my obsession, so you’ll just have to imagine the little tick-marks next to each sticker type I have (and the ones I really wanted).

Claire loves stickers just about as much as I do, but she’s too young to understand the trading aspect of it.  And that’s okay…I mean, she’s only three!  Plus, they are serving their purpose by rewarding the proper behavior, and this point, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

So, do kids still trade stickers these days?  I have no idea.  I mean, the last time I traded stickers, it was in the late 1900s.  ;)

Happy Pi Day!

So, I was a little early in my Pi reference. ;)

In context, they make perfect sense.

It’s been a while since I’ve shared some Claire-isms!  What is a Claire-ism?  It’s a word or phrase that Claire has altered with her own twist.  It won’t be long before these will morph into the correct words, so I’d better record them while I can!  (You can check out some Claire-isms from the past by clicking here.)

“Block-amole”

One of Claire’s favorite foods is guacamole.  She will eat an entire bowl of it if you’re not paying attention.  What’s really funny is that she always pronounces it “block-amole.”  She usually has no problems pronouncing other Spanish words, but this one gets the best of her.  And, we love it!  (In fact, we have a hard time not asking for block-amole, too!)

Kitty Woman

Daddy and Claire sometimes play video games downstairs in the entertainment room.  One of the ones they like to play has Lego-versions of the Batman characters in it.  And, who is Claire’s favorite character?  You guessed it.  Kitty Woman.  I love it!  I can’t even get myself to correct her.

Doubled Eggs

I mentioned this one in the Claire vs. Chair post, but I think it deserves an entry of its own.  We eat a lot of eggs around here, and one of my favorite appetizers to make are Deviled Eggs.  Deviled?  I’ve never really understood why they’re called that.  In all honesty, I think “doubled eggs” actually makes more sense as a description!

A Tennis Whack

And, speaking of definitions that make sense…we come to the game of tennis.  How do you play tennis?  You play with a tennis ball and a tennis whack.  You whack the tennis ball with a tennis whack.  Obviously.  ;)

In other news, posting will be light this weekend!  Have a great one, and we’ll see you on Monday!

And then I jumped.

A year ago today I stood at the edge and looked over the side.  I’d been to a similar cliffside many times in the past, and I’d jumped with no problems.

I’d always landed with perfect form.  Every move calculated, the result expected and achieved.

But this time was different.  I wasn’t going to be leaping toward something tangible.

The excitement of the unknown not only threatened to eat me alive, it made me feel more alive than I ever had.

The urge to jump was overwhelming.

So, what was holding me back?

I’d done all my research, the Pros to Jumping weighing so much more than the Cons that it nearly pulled me over the edge.

I didn’t want to be pushed.
I wanted to jump.
There’s a difference.

It took all my strength to stand there, the different choices blowing about me like the winds coming up from the canyon floor.

The sun was shining warm on my back.
The breeze was blowing softly on my face.
My heart lit up with a smile, and my head started to breathe.

And then I jumped.

Tide’s Loads of Hope Program

I interrupt regular posting to bring you this important message:

As a blogger in the BlogHer Community, P&G has asked me to help get the word out about their efforts to raise money via T-Shirt sales to support families that are affected by disaster in this one-of-a-kind program. The shirts are vintage-looking and support a great cause.

Shirts can be purchased through this link.

From Tide’s Loads of Hope Website:

Tide Loads of Hope helps in the aftermath of a natural disaster by providing clean clothes and a sense of comfort to families in need. Partnering with Feeding America, we travel to disaster affected neighborhoods with the Tide Loads of Hope truck or vans, our free mobile laundry service.

Tide Loads of Hope truck:

* 32 high-effiency washers and dryers stationed on the truck
* Can do 300 wash and dry cycles a day -equal to one year’s worth of laundry for a single family
* Will wash about 9,000 loads of laundry over a four-week period
* Leveraged during massive disasters where electricity is unavailable in the region

Tide Loads of Hope vans:

* In partnership with a local laundromat, the Tide Loads of Hope vans provide free laundry service at the same load rate as the trucks
* Leveraged during disasters where neighboring communities still have a source of electricity

To date, Tide Loads of Hope has washed more than 35,000 loads of laundry for over 20,000 families. Most importantly, the Tide Loads of Hope program means we’re equipped to take action whenever and wherever there is a need in our country.

Tide Loads of Hope Vintage Tees:

Tide Loads of Hope can also be supported through the purchase of a Tide Vintage Tee. All profits go to support families affected by disaster.  In case you missed it, shirts can be purchased through this link.

Where it all started:

In the wake of Hurricane Katrina, the need for clean clothing became critical, and Tide found a way to help. So in November 2005, the Tide Loads of Hope truck headed to Camp Hope in the Metairie, LA area and cleaned over 10,000 loads of laundry. The spirit of this first venture informs and inspires everything Tide Loads of Hope program does.