Category: diet and exercise

The One Where My Boys Learn Their Mom Can Be A BA

ayn rand

Ayn Rand

I am the only female in a house of five males; seven if you count the dogs. I am also a Stay at Home Mom. Unfortunately, SAHM’s are not the most respected of women. Apparently, we eat a lot of Bon Bons and drink wine at noon. And I spend all of my summer days lying beside the pool working on a tan while my children deliver me margaritas. And in spite of my Masters degree, which my husband will point out I’m not using, I am not very intelligent because all I do is “Mom”. I  know this seems like an unfair analysis, but I do hear these comments more often than one would believe. Sure, it is said in a joking way, but…


The One With the Open Letter to Glennon…or I am not friends with food.

Dear Glennon.

Let me begin by saying how much I love you. I love all of the words you write. Your beliefs about religion, JC, and loving people are right there with mine. You just make me happy and inspire me, and countless others, every time you write words. You are the definition of Ephesians 4:29 to me; only using words to build others up. And I also am not a big fan of judgy people.

This isn’t meant to be just a fan letter though. I also share a “superhero cape”  with you.  My sophomore year of high school, I tried the whole bulimia thing. Sill not feeling happy enough with myself I moved on to anorexia. I have tried to analyze myself for years on the whys and the causes and all of that, but I do think I just have issues… By the time I got to college, I kind of got over myself…or found beer and found that went down much more easily if I ate.


The One Where I Pee My Pants

As we know, I have been trying to lose a few pounds (See: the One Where the Hubby Decides to Lose Weight). In addition to eating better, I have been trying to exercise a bit. Now I try to squeeze this exercise time in the brief 2 hour window while #4 is in preschool, along with grocery shopping, running errands, volunteering, etc. Needless to say, it often just gets crammed in intervals.

Yesterday I thought it would be great to jump rope for a bit. So I am jumping, trying to not die, and then…pee. Now this is not the first time this has happened to me. My kids LOVE to tell  about my training run last fall when I came home completely wet, and it wasn’t from sweat.


The One Where the Hubby Decides to Lose Weight

Last year was a bit of a stressful year for our family… and we went on a cruise…and the hubs and I are approaching 40, so as often happens we both put on a bit of weight. Ten days ago, hubby says, I’m going to lose weight. This morning, he was down 10 pounds! Yes, 10 pounds in 10 days! How is this even possible?!

I will share with you how he accomplished this. 1) No more soda ( I have maybe one soda a month). 2) He ran once, for ten minutes ( I ran 2 half marathons last year… that’s like a WHOLE marathon!)         3)No more snacking after dinner ( I rarely do this myself) 4) Drinking Ultra Lite beer ( Okay, I still have a glass of wine before bed, but I stay home with 4 kids). That’s is all.  Over the last 3 months, while I also greatly cut down on sweets, I have lost a grand total of 2 pounds!