If you read my log on week nine you will see that I declared I could do this.
Turns out I can’t always do this.
But here’s the kicker. I am OK with this.
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I had been sick. I mean really sick. The time between my runs was thirteen days. 13!
I didn’t even realize this until I looked at my run log and counted the days.
Week 10 runs were supposed to be three 15 minute intervals with one minute of running between.
So after almost two weeks of no running, or any exercise, I was unable to complete the work out.
OK, let me clarify. I was unable to run the entire time allotted for running.
I ran the whole 15 minutes during the first interval. During the second interval I think I made it about 10 minutes before I had to walk. After that I would run until I couldn’t, then I would walk for a minute or two and run again. I did this for the whole time interval.
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When I was done I thought “I failed” and “I cheated” but I realized those are inaccurate.
I did not fail because I did not quit. I might have slowed down but I did not quit. It is not cheating to listen your body and knowing your limits.
I thought I would go back Monday, but decided that I needed a break and will go back on Tuesday night. After that much time off, I need to ease myself back.
Well now everyone is sick. I am better, but not entirely back to normal.
The hubster has had a fever since last Friday and I finally convinced him to go to the doctor. Tonight. On Monday.
Guess what? He has pneumonia. He walked in and said “yeah, yeah. you were right.”
I wasn’t even gonna play the I-told-you-so-card. But you know, I was right.
Ian is also sick, but he just has a virus. But it has been hard on him the last couple days. And tonight it seems like Baby Sid is coming down with it.
I find it very difficult to think about meal planning when nobody is eating.
So if I do cook this week, this is what I might be making.
When my son makes a decision he sticks to it. The past two Halloween’s I asked him to pick a costume in August and he stuck to that choice. For TWO months.
Oh, did I mention he is three?
His birthday is next month, March, so in December I mentioned that we needed to start thinking about a theme for his birthday party.
Without hesitation he asked for a Skeleton Birthday party.
We were in the car with my husband and we were talking about it and this is what was said:
Hubby: do you want a Dia de Muertos party?
Ian: No dad. A skeleton party.
Hubby: I know but a Dia de Muertos party has skeletons…
Ian: No Dad! a skeleton party because skeletons are my favorite. Skeletons, turtles and seals are my favorites.
So I started planning a skeleton party. For about a week. Until we got a catalog with party supplies in the mail.
Ian looked through it for a few days. He kept talking about who was going to have what party. He then said “This boy is gonna have a pirate birfday party” while pointing to his chest.
After some discussion we decided to have a pirate party instead of a skeleton party. There was still almost three months to plan.
He has not changed his mind, but he has picked out his next five party themes.
I wanted to make him a shirt for his birthday party. My Silhouette Cameo has the ability to cut heat transfer material to iron on clothes.
I designed a shirt with a skull and crossbones wearing a birthday party hat and the words “Birthday Pirate” instead of ‘Birthday Boy’
It was going to be a surprise but when the only time you have to work on something is when the kids are home nothing is a surprise. Everyday he asked where his skeleton shirt was and if he could wear it.
I was finally able to say yes, and he was so excited. Only about 2 months before his party.
You can read about the process in a three part series starting here.
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I have been able to avoid all colds and sickness this winter. Until now. Due to babysitting issues & the weekend, I had to have the past four days off. Which means I had the last four days with my kids home with me.
And I got a cold. A miserable, my head is gonna exploded, I can’t breather, kill me now, kinda cold. Do you think those boys would let me rest and get better?
Nope.
So it was really hard for me to think about food for this upcoming week. But I must remember that I will get better and I will need to feed the family.
So here is the plan, but don’t hold it against me if we end up with take out once or twice this week.
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