The Run

This morning, I decided I was going to start my Couch to 5K training again. I've been so busy lately that I needed to just DO it.

So, I put on my running clothes, and headed out. And of course, what kind of blogger would I be if I didn't share my run with you?!

Start:
Download Couch to 5k app for my iPhone **Note to self - remember to ask forgiveness for spending 2.99 on an app!**

Warm up:
This is going much better than expected. It smells nice out here too with the flowers... much better than working out in a stinky gym... oohh, a path into the woods - wait, that's actually kind of scary; I'm in Atlanta, not Oz.

1st Set:
To the tune of Dory's "Just keep swimming" song from Finding Nemo - Just keep running, running, running... (and don't think about how dumb this must look).

2nd Set:
Running on Chamblee Dunwoody may not have been the brightest of ideas; there sure are a lot of cars out here - and a lot of people who can see me attempt to run. Hmmmm, maybe I should blog about this.

3rd Set:
Don't trip... Don't trip... Don't trip... Don't trip... Don't trip...

4th Set:
Coffee for breakfast then attempt to run = BAD IDEA!!! It is quite possible that my heart will explode out of my chest and I will have a stroke right here on the side of the road.

5th Set:
Remember to do kegels (and pee before you leave the house!!!) I wonder if other mom's have this problem... maybe I should ask... but that's kind of embarrassing... although I will probably blog about it which is just (if not more) embarrassing... not that I have actually tinkled on myself... but I don't want to either... kegels... kegels... kegels...

6th Set:
Is this guy for real when he says "Run"??? Does he not know I'm on a HILL??? I mean, really. I can only imagine how amusing I am to the passers-by. Note to self: don't smirk at fat people running on the side of the road - you are one of them!!!

7th Set:
Bad idea. This was such a bad idea.

8th Set:
(The oxygen was completely gone from my brain at this point and I could barely think to put one foot in front of the other. No words. None.)

My five minute cool down was actually a 25 minute cool down because a) I'm slow and b) I just started walking with no real idea of how long the path I had chosen actually was. Once I caught my breath and realized that I wasn't dead, it was actually a great walk. It gave me a chance to appreciate my environment and see things that I normally don't take the time to stop and look at. I actually tried to take a picture of a ladybug that I saw but my hands must have been shaking because it turned out to be a blurry mess.

My next running attempt is on Wednesday. There are two things I will do to prepare this time around.
1. I'm going to use mapmyrun.com to figure out exactly how far I am going.
2. I will NOT drink three cups of coffee before I decide to head out.

I'll let you know how it goes!

Love, hugs, and blessings,
The Mama

Yoga for Kids

My oldest has been asking me to do Yoga with her. Here's a great, short YouTube video I found that we both really enjoy.



Love, hugs, and blessings,
The Mama

Clothes? A Towel? Something?

If you are one of those bare-all-in-the-locker-room kind of people, you might want to just stop reading now.

Because seriously... I do NOT understand how you can parade - yes, there is some parading going on - around in front of complete strangers stark naked. DO NOT GET IT!!! I mean, unless of course, that is your profession - but that's not really what we're talking about here, now is it?!

So this gym we joined - LOVE IT. Except for one thing. Every single woman in the locker room struts around start naked, or 50% nude at best.

Really. Really? Do you REALLY think that your boobs look THAT GOOD hanging down to your knees that EVERYONE in the entire locker room wants to look at them? Really.

And if you could take the time to set the towel underneath your butt so that you could sit down naked and play on your iPhone, do you not think that you could take the extra, oh I don't know... twenty seconds it would take to put a shirt on or maybe even just throw an extra towel over your lap so we don't all have to see your nether-regions? Oh, and by the way... crossing your LEGS would be at least COURTEOUS, don't you think??!!??!!

I am so proud of the men and women who are comfortable with their bodies. That's great. Really. But honestly, there IS a difference between dressing post-workout and parading around the locker room in your not-so-new-and-definitely-not-yet-improved birthday suit.

So, your endorphins have kicked in and you are feeling a little extra confident, maybe even a little bit exhibitonist-esque. But COME ON LADIES!!! Drying your hair totally in the nude in a crowded locker room? Really? REALLY???

If I have offended you, I apologize.

Love, hugs, and blessings,
The Mama