I hate it. Really it is that simple. Give me a game to play (yes even the dreaded basketball) and I can enjoy feeling like I'm going to die. But exercising purely for the sake of exercising?
Forget it. When I was on the swim team in highschool there was at least a goal for the exercise. I was pushing, chasing the people ahead of me, working to shave a few seconds (or 10th's of a second) off my time. The training was worth it.
Now, I'm getting older. I want to play soccer again this summer. But since I am now turning (gasp!) 34, I feel like I've passed some kind of invisible marker. I can't just pick up and start playing again with first trying to undo some of the damage done by sitting around all winter. I know unless I start to get into shape now I'm going to injure myself badly when we start playing. It felt wrong for the first time ever when I started running the other day! So I talked to Trill. She is great. She has a neat on-line training program that will work with me to form some kind of manageable routine. Strength 3 days a week, Cardio four. (the only problem right now is I can't do close to the number of sets she wants me to do.) I ran today for the second time. At least this time felt a little better than last time. And I ran close to twice as far. (now don't get too excited, it really wasn't that far at all,but baby steps...) And we shall see. I have accountability in Trill, which I need. I'm too proud to admit defeat, so having someone checking on me is going to force me to keep moving. But I have to tell you.. I hate every minute of it.
The weather is unseasonably warm. I love spring . It is easily my favorite time of year. Last year we really didn't have spring at all, so maybe this year will make-up for it. I ripped apart part of our garden today. Extended it out and around. Lifting large rocks and digging up our lawn counts for some sort of exercise doesn't it?
I'll keep people posted on the exercise front. If I don't pass out and embarrass myself that is. If that happens you won't be hearing about it.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Nick's Birthday
Nicky turned 10 a couple of days ago. Where on earth has the time gone? I clearly remember the moment he was born, after a very long and difficult delivery, the mid-wife placed him on my chest. He raised his head and looked straight at me. I remember two things. One, thinking. "hey, he shouldn't be able to do that should he?" and two... "That just came out of ME????" The mid-wives were laughing and I remember the one saying "look at her face!" I was incredulous. And it showed.
Now, that tiny little baby is almost up to my chin in height. It is amazing. I miss the baby, but I love having a older boy too. So very thankful for the years God has given him to us. Praying for his continued spiritual growth and development. Happy Birthday Nick!
Now, that tiny little baby is almost up to my chin in height. It is amazing. I miss the baby, but I love having a older boy too. So very thankful for the years God has given him to us. Praying for his continued spiritual growth and development. Happy Birthday Nick!
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Nick and Liam
The Roth's have come to town this week, and initiated, much to Tim's and my shame, a get together between the Mcgibbon, Roth and Challies clans. It was amazing to look around Kim and Jay's house knowing that when we met them, there was a total of 2 kids among us, Nick and Liam. Since then we have all added to our families, and Tues. night there was a total of 11 kids running around. It was so cool.
What also amazed me was how easily we all fit in together. For the most part, it was like old times. It had been six years since we had all been together, and while there were some changes (both the Roth's and the Mcgibbons are homeschooling!!!) everyone fit right back together.
I was wondering how Liam and Nick would do together. It had been about 3 years since we had last seen them, maybe four, and Liam had gone through quite the ordeal. I wasn't sure how the boys would do. They played so well together when they were younger, and were best friends, but both are fast entering a different stage in life and had matured and changed. I walked in the door, and the first thing I noticed was that Liam was huge. Not too much taller than Nick, but still mentally I wasn't expecting that! Nick and him eyed each other, and disappeared downstairs. They emerged to eat, and then vanished again.
On the way home I asked Nick if he was glad to see Liam again. His answer "totally." What did you talk about? "Stuff". Very teenage answers really, and Tim found it pretty funny. But I have to tell you. I headed downstairs at one point in the evening, and found Liam and Nick, both dressed up in some kind of fencing/ninja/sword man costumes, play fighting with foam swords.
It was such a throw back to the days when they were three, playing at small group. So sweet. They had no problems, and according to Kim, Liam asked this morning when he could see Nick again. I pray those two will be friends for life.
Pray for Liam. He has had what Kim terms a setback with his recovery from the tumor he had last year. His right ventricle is enlarged and he is having to see a specialist Monday to help determine what they need to do about it. He is having some tic's from the swelling, and continues to have migraines, although they seem to believe that is a result of an irregularity in his optic nerve in his right eye.
Kim asked us if we were doing the Christmas tree thing this year, and hopefully, Lord willing we wil head out again. All of us love the tradition, and old friendships that never die.
What also amazed me was how easily we all fit in together. For the most part, it was like old times. It had been six years since we had all been together, and while there were some changes (both the Roth's and the Mcgibbons are homeschooling!!!) everyone fit right back together.
I was wondering how Liam and Nick would do together. It had been about 3 years since we had last seen them, maybe four, and Liam had gone through quite the ordeal. I wasn't sure how the boys would do. They played so well together when they were younger, and were best friends, but both are fast entering a different stage in life and had matured and changed. I walked in the door, and the first thing I noticed was that Liam was huge. Not too much taller than Nick, but still mentally I wasn't expecting that! Nick and him eyed each other, and disappeared downstairs. They emerged to eat, and then vanished again.
On the way home I asked Nick if he was glad to see Liam again. His answer "totally." What did you talk about? "Stuff". Very teenage answers really, and Tim found it pretty funny. But I have to tell you. I headed downstairs at one point in the evening, and found Liam and Nick, both dressed up in some kind of fencing/ninja/sword man costumes, play fighting with foam swords.
It was such a throw back to the days when they were three, playing at small group. So sweet. They had no problems, and according to Kim, Liam asked this morning when he could see Nick again. I pray those two will be friends for life.
Pray for Liam. He has had what Kim terms a setback with his recovery from the tumor he had last year. His right ventricle is enlarged and he is having to see a specialist Monday to help determine what they need to do about it. He is having some tic's from the swelling, and continues to have migraines, although they seem to believe that is a result of an irregularity in his optic nerve in his right eye.
Kim asked us if we were doing the Christmas tree thing this year, and hopefully, Lord willing we wil head out again. All of us love the tradition, and old friendships that never die.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Opps.
Tim is leaving on Thursday for an elders retreat. I was actually looking forward to some downtime between Tim's parents leaving and then them coming back on the return trip back down to Atlanta. However... God had other plans.
We have some friends who, about 6 years ago moved out to Saskatoon. They emailed a couple of months ago telling us that they were going to be in the area and Tim told them they could stay with us if they needed to. They said sure, and either Tim lost the email, or they forgot to tell us the dates they were coming, because we got an email last night at 9:00 telling us they would be here Thursday. They have four kids.
I started to panic as I looked around my messy, unclean house (which was going to be dealt with Friday before Tim's parents come back) and realize I have no food to feed 11 people, no beds to put them in, and likely not enough sheets or pillows!!!!
I am so glad they are coming to stay with us, it will be so wonderful to see them again. I love being hospitable, but realize that while I have grown a ton in this area, I like it on my own terms. When I have warning to prepare. So, God is stretching me again today, as I run around doing my best to make sure everything is ready for them (sheets, pillows, beds towels and food!) so that they feel welcome.
We are heading out to Kim and Jason's on Tuesday night for a good old Sanctuary home church reunion, which will be a blast. Nick is over the moon he gets to see Liam again. How cool is that?
On a side note, it is cold enough to snow here already. I think we are going to have 6 months of winter this year, which is miserable. I had to dig out the winter coats a couple of days ago, and the kids are walking to school with hats and mitts already.
We have some friends who, about 6 years ago moved out to Saskatoon. They emailed a couple of months ago telling us that they were going to be in the area and Tim told them they could stay with us if they needed to. They said sure, and either Tim lost the email, or they forgot to tell us the dates they were coming, because we got an email last night at 9:00 telling us they would be here Thursday. They have four kids.
I started to panic as I looked around my messy, unclean house (which was going to be dealt with Friday before Tim's parents come back) and realize I have no food to feed 11 people, no beds to put them in, and likely not enough sheets or pillows!!!!
I am so glad they are coming to stay with us, it will be so wonderful to see them again. I love being hospitable, but realize that while I have grown a ton in this area, I like it on my own terms. When I have warning to prepare. So, God is stretching me again today, as I run around doing my best to make sure everything is ready for them (sheets, pillows, beds towels and food!) so that they feel welcome.
We are heading out to Kim and Jason's on Tuesday night for a good old Sanctuary home church reunion, which will be a blast. Nick is over the moon he gets to see Liam again. How cool is that?
On a side note, it is cold enough to snow here already. I think we are going to have 6 months of winter this year, which is miserable. I had to dig out the winter coats a couple of days ago, and the kids are walking to school with hats and mitts already.
Monday, October 12, 2009
This and That
We have had a busy weekend. Tim and his dad took out our old ratty path, and put in a beautiful new path complete with a new patio. I love the way it looks, and spent the day today finishing off the garden in the front. It looks good. In the spring we will buy (or if we can find one on sale now) a little rod iron pair of chairs and a little table. I've finished redecorating the kitchen, I just need to finish the caulking around the sink. And after that, I'll have to turn my attention to more mundane things! I'm so pleased with the way the house is looking. And so much more organized!
We spent Sunday night at my mom's for thanksgiving, and had a fairly quiet day today. All in all it was a good weekend.
We have no news on the dog front. I still want one, we are just waiting till we are comfortable with getting one. Tim wants to wait until the new year at this point. Makes sense as we have a big trip planned later in the year, and would have to figure something out for the dog.
I'm looking forward to the start of mens and ladies this week. I am going to try and read the chapter ahead, as I don't do very well thinking on the fly, and prefer to go in prepared so I can at least pretend to sound intelligent. I'm not sure how I'm going to find reading the chapter out loud, I generally dislike that format, but I'm sure that the discussion will be interesting.
Tim got confirmation from the publisher he wants to work with. They made most of the concessions on the contract he wanted. So, he still has to sign the paper, but it looks like we have a book contract. Exciting, and daunting.
Tim is reading Lord of the Rings to the kids, and the nighttime, school routine is moving along. I'm looking forward to being back into our routine , the kids function so much better under it. Night all.
We spent Sunday night at my mom's for thanksgiving, and had a fairly quiet day today. All in all it was a good weekend.
We have no news on the dog front. I still want one, we are just waiting till we are comfortable with getting one. Tim wants to wait until the new year at this point. Makes sense as we have a big trip planned later in the year, and would have to figure something out for the dog.
I'm looking forward to the start of mens and ladies this week. I am going to try and read the chapter ahead, as I don't do very well thinking on the fly, and prefer to go in prepared so I can at least pretend to sound intelligent. I'm not sure how I'm going to find reading the chapter out loud, I generally dislike that format, but I'm sure that the discussion will be interesting.
Tim got confirmation from the publisher he wants to work with. They made most of the concessions on the contract he wanted. So, he still has to sign the paper, but it looks like we have a book contract. Exciting, and daunting.
Tim is reading Lord of the Rings to the kids, and the nighttime, school routine is moving along. I'm looking forward to being back into our routine , the kids function so much better under it. Night all.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Week
In a very bizarre turn of events my husband, much sooner than I thought possible, is now on the brink of scaling back drastically in his web design work.
I hate change. Always have. The thought of him changing jobs gives me hives. A few months ago Tim's restless spirit reared it's head, and I was once more forced to think about the possibility. Tim was in contact with a book editor looking to expand. Things were moving slowly on both sides and eventually got placed on the back burner. Insert sigh of relief.
Tim's agent contacted him about a week ago to let him know there were several offers on his two book proposals. Good offers, which meant Tim could take some time off from design to write. Not too scary for me, but change never-the-less.
The big one hit a few days later, when he got a offer from an organization, which amounted to part-time employment. A good salary, and one which, with the part-time part, would still allow him to blog, do conferences, and write. Tim told me if he were to think of his ideal job and write it down, a lot of it would be in the job description listed in this new job. Insert panic attack.
So where is my comfort? Oddly enough I get a great deal of security from Tim's self employment. During these difficult economic times, Tim has always found work, and I find that I like the fact he is not tied to one company. The freedom offered with his current line of work is so very secure. Weird huh? The very thing that freaked me out 7 years ago when he started the company is now my security.
The offer in most ways is simply too good, how can it not be God's will? But I still find my self panicking the same way I did when Tim walked home with the pink slip years ago. Oh how I wanted to have grown beyond that! I cannot put my value and my security in material possessions, but how much easier it is to trust in some ways when you have little and have to wait for God to provide, then when you have much.
Listen to me. Tim will likely succeed as he always has, but I assume that we are going to be back to where we were 7 years ago when Tim started. And even if we do... God works all things for good.
I hate change. Always have. The thought of him changing jobs gives me hives. A few months ago Tim's restless spirit reared it's head, and I was once more forced to think about the possibility. Tim was in contact with a book editor looking to expand. Things were moving slowly on both sides and eventually got placed on the back burner. Insert sigh of relief.
Tim's agent contacted him about a week ago to let him know there were several offers on his two book proposals. Good offers, which meant Tim could take some time off from design to write. Not too scary for me, but change never-the-less.
The big one hit a few days later, when he got a offer from an organization, which amounted to part-time employment. A good salary, and one which, with the part-time part, would still allow him to blog, do conferences, and write. Tim told me if he were to think of his ideal job and write it down, a lot of it would be in the job description listed in this new job. Insert panic attack.
So where is my comfort? Oddly enough I get a great deal of security from Tim's self employment. During these difficult economic times, Tim has always found work, and I find that I like the fact he is not tied to one company. The freedom offered with his current line of work is so very secure. Weird huh? The very thing that freaked me out 7 years ago when he started the company is now my security.
The offer in most ways is simply too good, how can it not be God's will? But I still find my self panicking the same way I did when Tim walked home with the pink slip years ago. Oh how I wanted to have grown beyond that! I cannot put my value and my security in material possessions, but how much easier it is to trust in some ways when you have little and have to wait for God to provide, then when you have much.
Listen to me. Tim will likely succeed as he always has, but I assume that we are going to be back to where we were 7 years ago when Tim started. And even if we do... God works all things for good.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Hey... I made it pretty!!
I visited my friend Kim's site and found a change... It was no longer the boring blogger template... so knowing her has I do.. knowing that it was unlikely that she was going to pay for a site, I followed the link on her site, www.thecutestblogontheblock.com, and found this free template! So easy to install too! (You would think when I have a web designer for a husband I wouldn't need to resort to such measures.. but trying to get him to design one for me was like pulling teeth! So I'll be happy with this... it is no longer boring!)
Thank-you all for your prayers, Abby and Nick are still installed in the same classes with all the same kids. There was no changes in either of their classes! They had no additions or kids leaving. Praise God!
I spent today, after grocery shopping, painting the kitchen. It is now a very odd shade of green, think mustard and pea soup. But looks really good, and am going to accent it with the same burnt orange in the living room, along with some mustard yellows, it will now flow quite nicely with the living room I think.
I will leave you with some Michaelaisms and Abbyisms tonight. Last weekend we went to the Ancaster Fair. While on the Elephant ride with Chaela, I was concerned she would be scared. So as the Elephant went up and down, I was saying, in a happy voice.." And, uuuppp we go, and .....dddoooowwwnn we go!!!!" Disgusted, Michalea finally turns to me and says..."Oh Mother, stop it!!!" Great.... a teenager at three.
Abby, terrified on the Ferris Wheel, suspicious of the questionable mid-way worker turns to me and asks, "Mom, are you sure he knows how to work this thing?" .
Nicky came home from school with a set of rather politically incorrect jokes two days ago. Turns out the teacher was telling the kids! I knew it was a sub. teacher, and knew he was male, but made the assumption that it was a young guy. Should have know better really, turns out he was "old" according to Nick because he had "white" hair. When I think about it, makes more sense. No young guy is going to risk his career telling grade fours a joke that starts off with "there was a guy from Toronto and a guy from Newfoundland....."
Thank-you all for your prayers, Abby and Nick are still installed in the same classes with all the same kids. There was no changes in either of their classes! They had no additions or kids leaving. Praise God!
I spent today, after grocery shopping, painting the kitchen. It is now a very odd shade of green, think mustard and pea soup. But looks really good, and am going to accent it with the same burnt orange in the living room, along with some mustard yellows, it will now flow quite nicely with the living room I think.
I will leave you with some Michaelaisms and Abbyisms tonight. Last weekend we went to the Ancaster Fair. While on the Elephant ride with Chaela, I was concerned she would be scared. So as the Elephant went up and down, I was saying, in a happy voice.." And, uuuppp we go, and .....dddoooowwwnn we go!!!!" Disgusted, Michalea finally turns to me and says..."Oh Mother, stop it!!!" Great.... a teenager at three.
Abby, terrified on the Ferris Wheel, suspicious of the questionable mid-way worker turns to me and asks, "Mom, are you sure he knows how to work this thing?" .
Nicky came home from school with a set of rather politically incorrect jokes two days ago. Turns out the teacher was telling the kids! I knew it was a sub. teacher, and knew he was male, but made the assumption that it was a young guy. Should have know better really, turns out he was "old" according to Nick because he had "white" hair. When I think about it, makes more sense. No young guy is going to risk his career telling grade fours a joke that starts off with "there was a guy from Toronto and a guy from Newfoundland....."
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