R2P2 Highest Loading Weight 165.3 Saturday Weight 144.8 Sunday Weight 146.2 Saturday: 70 minutes yoga Sunday: .5 mile open water swim, 12 mile bike What a nice weekend. Though it poured all day on Saturday, I had a nice yoga class in the morning, followed by lots of playtime with the boys during the day, and date night with Hubby in the afternoon. We went to see Eclipse, which was pretty good, and then we had a delicious dinner at a local wine cafe- mixed green salad with goat cheese, aged balsamic vinegar, salami, and EVOO, and then for dessert, a little chocolate and peanut butter ice cream. Sunday I had a little trouble getting motivated, but finally got myself in gear and drove up to the open water swim clinic that started at 8am. I was very nervous, as I haven't been swimming as good at Masters since Ive lost the weight-cant seem to find my balance point as well, and I dont float as much ;)-so I thought it would be difficult to swim without my trusty wetsuit (which buoys you up so that you dont need to kick your legs). I was pleasantly surprised that I did ok. I wasnt very fast, but I was consistent, and was able to finish the 1/2 mile without issue or getting tired, despite the fact that I did my bike ride before swimming. And the water was so nice and warm. After burning all those calories in the morning, the family headed over to a cafe that serves organic and locally sourced food (the Down to Earth Cafe in Perkasie if any of you are near me)...and it was SO GOOD! I shared a veggie panini and a roast beef club sandwich with my MIL, with a salad, and some cookies (and a couple of bites of turtle cupcake, which was warm and tasty like a snickers bar). I ate just a little for dinner, since I was so full and satisfied from lunch, and finished reading my book club book in a hot bath. The book is called The Last Lecture, and lots of stuff came up for me when I was reading it. Its about a man dying of pancreatic cancer that wants to leave a legacy for his children, and does so by creating/giving a talk that details all of the lessons he has learned throughout his life, and the experiences that have guided him to be the man he was. It was a way for him to let his kids know what kind of man he was, what was important to him, what he wanted to teach them, and how much he loved them. It brought up so many issues for me as a parent and a wife. What do I want my kids to remember me for, what do I want to teach them, what would I do if I only had 6 months to live? Would I care about the size of my waist-definitely not. Would I yell when something spills-probably not. I would give more hugs, take myself and my kids less seriously, share my love with my family, friends and strangers alike, travel with my family (yes, honey, if I had to, I would guilt you into it), leave letters and create lasting memories and take lots of pictures for my boys to look at when I am gone. It made me think about doing those things now...who knows how much time any of us have left...so why dont we live a little more and stop getting so bogged down in the minutiae a little less. And I want to really get clear about the lessons I want to teach my kids, the messages I want them to take to heart, to embody, since I fear I am not acting in a way that shows them how much I love and respect them and want the best for them, whomever they are, their likes and dislikes, their dreams and aspirations. We all know that actions speak so much more than words. I run an autopilot most of the time, in that, when I am in the moment, I just react, instead of stopping myself and thinking about how my reaction may negatively affect my boys or my husband, about how what I do and what I say are not congruent. I need to work much harder on that. And there is so much more... |
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