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trying to blog more...
...made it to the gym parking lot...
...made it into the gym...
...made it out of the bathroom and onto the treadmill...
...made it on to the elliptical...
...sweat happened...success!
I've gotten lazy in the last few weeks, between being sick and trying out a new schedule and now default.html being broken. I feel...(trying to think of a discriptor that doesn't include the word Cow in in)...inertia? cumbersome? I don't know. I feel better when I move, but it's like the last three years of gym faithfulness have melted away in the blink of an eye and I'm frustrated at how difficult it is to get back into the 'swing' of things. I texted default.html my progress so that I could help motivate myself. I miss my gym partner, though it was fun going with Scooby Doo. We were largely slackers, but we made it and it was fun being together.
I totally had a brain shut-down and gave him a driving lesson in the open parking lot afterwards. I'm not sure I would call it a screaming success. He made all the rookie mistakes of slamming down on the gas and then the breaks resulting in zooming rapidly toward the windshield at high speeds. What concerns me more is his sheer joy in the rapid movement. Not surprising in a kid with sensory processing issues, but how in da hell do I teach him to be careful? **sigh** Aunt Clara need to put some coffee on and let the gerbils out for this one.
I've been feeling a bit unproductive for awhile now. Okay, I've been feeling like a ragingly huge slacker. I realized over the weekend when default.html and I were talking that part of the influence to my inability to get things done is that I don't have free time during the week. Gym-FamilyFunNight-GymandYouthGroup-DateNight-GymandKidWrangling. Seriously. WTF. Tonight I tried to get to the gym early and get home early. I wasn't so successful at that, but since default.html is combing his shrinking and massaging sessions with W tonight, I got home and have some Time To Think. Hence blogging. This feels good. Okay, now for shower, food and maybe productivity.
I'm grateful for time with my son today.
...made it to the gym parking lot...
...made it into the gym...
...made it out of the bathroom and onto the treadmill...
...made it on to the elliptical...
...sweat happened...success!
I've gotten lazy in the last few weeks, between being sick and trying out a new schedule and now default.html being broken. I feel...(trying to think of a discriptor that doesn't include the word Cow in in)...inertia? cumbersome? I don't know. I feel better when I move, but it's like the last three years of gym faithfulness have melted away in the blink of an eye and I'm frustrated at how difficult it is to get back into the 'swing' of things. I texted default.html my progress so that I could help motivate myself. I miss my gym partner, though it was fun going with Scooby Doo. We were largely slackers, but we made it and it was fun being together.
I totally had a brain shut-down and gave him a driving lesson in the open parking lot afterwards. I'm not sure I would call it a screaming success. He made all the rookie mistakes of slamming down on the gas and then the breaks resulting in zooming rapidly toward the windshield at high speeds. What concerns me more is his sheer joy in the rapid movement. Not surprising in a kid with sensory processing issues, but how in da hell do I teach him to be careful? **sigh** Aunt Clara need to put some coffee on and let the gerbils out for this one.
I've been feeling a bit unproductive for awhile now. Okay, I've been feeling like a ragingly huge slacker. I realized over the weekend when default.html and I were talking that part of the influence to my inability to get things done is that I don't have free time during the week. Gym-FamilyFunNight-GymandYouthGroup-DateNight-GymandKidWrangling. Seriously. WTF. Tonight I tried to get to the gym early and get home early. I wasn't so successful at that, but since default.html is combing his shrinking and massaging sessions with W tonight, I got home and have some Time To Think. Hence blogging. This feels good. Okay, now for shower, food and maybe productivity.
I'm grateful for time with my son today.
