Finding Krissi

Summer is zooming. This weekend is the 4th of July which means an entire month of summer will be gone. WHAT!! Life use to slow down during the summer. Long hot days with little to nothing to do. I'm missing those days. Someday, I'm going to be bored and wondering why I ever thought being bored was a good thing. As for our busy summer, mostly it is just the same ole same ole. Work, school, kids... and repeat. Meanwhile, Lazy Sue or should I say Lazy Krissi has climbed her rear back upon the bike. I kind of kept my mouth shut about it for a couple weeks because we all know how fast I give up on exercise. I am the queen of exercise excuses. I say that but really my only excuse is sleep. I like sleep. Sleep is good. Sleep is wonderful! Okay, you get the point. However, through sure grit, determination, and a lot of self bribery I am on my third week of exercise. Hey, where are my balloons and streamers? It should so work that way. I exercise and instantly loose 80 pounds. So not fa...

This morning Myself and Me had a long conversation. Myself, is a little irked at Me. Because Me has not been getting herself out of bed and getting her growing rear to the gym. Me claims sleep is way more important than workouts. Me says, “Sleep good, Sweat BAD!” Myself has had about enough of lazy ME. Several threats later and Me was begrudgingly on her way to the gym. Stupid gym! At the gym, up the stairs, iPod powered on, and on to the elliptical Me went. Me was not happy as her legs began to move. Then suddenly one of Me’s favorite songs came on. Then Me boogied. Me moved her rear and Me felt great. Oh endorphins! Endorphins are way better than chocolate. Except for the whole getting out of bed, getting to the gym, and moving quickly. Myself is not saying I told you so but you know she is thinking it. Meanwhile, Me is wondering what other people think when they see her at the gym with her IPOD. Turns out that when she puts her earphones in she forgets that she isn’t a rock star. S...

So a mere week after saying, "I'm accountable!" I have not once updated my workout log. Wanta know why? Because... Five am workouts are not FUN!! I have not gotten back into the groove of hauling myself out of bed that early in the morning. I set the alarm.... It goes off... I hit snooze... I snuggle down into my covers.... I sneak my hand out of the covers and turn off the alarm. Stupid alarm. Stupid cold weather. Lovely, lovely, lovely bed. I need a personal trainer. Correction, I need a drill sergeant to show up at my house and haul my big ole ..well you know what.. out of bed and get me to the gym. Yup, that is what I need. Until that happens I'm not giving up. Somewhere inside me is the determination and motivation to get my but in gear. It is going to happen. Really. Oh Whatever! Snooze... Prayers and Hugs,

4:40 am! That is the time that my alarm sounds. I hate 4:40 am. However, because my alarm goes off at 4:40 am, I drag myself out of bed, thinking lots and lots of bad words. With a whole stream of reasons why I should not be out of bed flowing amongst those bad words. Then I somehow manage to put my contacts in. Which at 4:45 am in the morning is not an easy task.  Even my eyeballs rebel against the cruel and unusual punishment of being open let alone being subjected to contacts at 4:47 am.  Somehow with minimal stumbling I manage to dress and leave my house by 4:55. By this time my brain is a little more awake and a little more accepting of the 4:40 wake up call. Most mornings I swing by and grab a friend or she swings by and grabs me. Just depends on who is moving a little quicker at this ridiculous hour. We drive to the gym complaining about the stupid snow and how winter has to end eventually. We really don't understand the whole concept of global warning when there is a foot o...

On Tuesday my friend Wendy , who is now a certified personal trainer, walked me through the weight room at the gym and taught me how to use all the weight machines. I thought that I pretty much knew how to use them all and that I could impress her with my knowledge but it turns out I didn't know much and what I did know I had been doing wrong. Hmm, go figure maybe that explains why my body and Carmen Electra's body don't seem to be matching up these days. So after an hour of do this and this and this and don't forget this and then do this I left the gym a tiny bit more knowledgeable.  Watch out Carmen here I come.  Except for Tuesday night at pack meeting I noticed I was feeling a little sore. Little sore, started to grow to more sore, sitting down watching the boys get their awards my stomach started to throb in agony.  Hey, what is this what did she do to me.  By the time the awards were finished my trip across the gym floor out the building was accentuated with a lot...

So a fact you may not guess about me is that I get up 5 days a week to exercise.  I'm not kidding I really get out of bed 5 days a week before the sun is even out so that I can exercise.  I have been doing it for almost a year now.  And you want to know a little secret? I HATE IT!!! Everyday I have to talk my self into it.  Not one day goes by that I don't have to drag my sorry but out the door. All the while that little voice in my head is saying, "Hey, hey dummy what are you doing it is dark, go back to bed, hey I'm not done sleeping get back to bed NOW.") But at last I don't for reasons I won't go into right now.  However, it has dawned on my that my attitude about getting up early is not helping me accomplish getting up and going.  And as I have been reflecting this bad attitude I have I happened to be watching TV with my kids and Sponge Bob came on.  Truthfully I don't really get Sponge Bob but this particular show started with Sponge Bob running ...

Pictured above is the Thunder soccer team.  You wouldn't guess it from the uniforms but this is Sam's soccer team.  On Wednesday all of the U12 girls teams were divided into teams with other girls from all over the US.  Each girl was put on a separate team.  The girls had a chance to play two games with these girls.   Sam struggled with the whole pink uniform and a coach who yelled.  Her coach is not a yeller.  But in the end they all had fun especially when the team they played against had a player from their team on it and they got to play against them.

Hello, Blog World! Well it is 8:53 this good 4th of July Day.  Why you ask am I posting so early and not sleeping in, like normal people do on Holidays?  Because at 5:30 this morning I woke up and prepared to run my very first 5k.  WOO HOO!! Good news I finished, YAY ME, Good news I finished 9 minutes faster than I normally do, again I say YAY ME! I'm not going to post my time because to the world in general it was pretty slow.  Let me just say that I had my very own police escort through out the race.  However, I could see the people in front of me most of the race and not once did I stop running.  Okay, yah yah, jogging slow (see previous post snail on the trail). In a month I will run my second 5k to support a friends brother with ALS cancer. Below are  two pictures the first being my number.  HA HA HA  I actually participated in an event where they pin a number to you.  That is so funny.  The second picture would be of the group of friends who supported me in this run.  Well mo...

Ok so friend of mine has convinced me that it is a good idea to run a 5k July 4. I said I would do it and now I am kinda thinking, "What am I thinking?" July 4 th is like 3 weeks away and I have to run 3 and 1/3 miles. That is a long o way. Got out this morning and ran 2 miles (when I say ran I mean moved my arms in a running fashion while racing the snail on the trail beside me, I think the snail won)  but that leaves me 1 and 1/3 to go. I should take bets if I make it or not.  I will make it, at least I'm pretty sure I will make  it and if I am the last one in I am the last one in.  Another friend's brother was recently diagnosed with Leukemia and they are having a 5k for him in August and I really want to do that (He is 31 has four kids and has to have a bone marrow transplant along with 2 years of chemo) so I can do this.  I can do this, I can do this. So any of you runners out there leave me tips.