It's time to say goodbye to past expectations of holidays. It's not how much you spend or how much time you put into the preparations. Nobody remembers that. What they remember is the time you spent together, the laughter, the love and the good feeling of sharing a special moment with family. Quality.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
The Happiness Project
Have you ever started reading a book and thought, if I was a writer, this could be my book?
Two weeks ago I went into Chapters to a birthday gift for my Dad. I only had enough money for the gift, and did not even have an interest to browse (which is rare for me in Chapters). As I walked past the "self help" section, I stopped to look at a book with an eye catching bright blue cover and yellow font. It was the Happiness Project. A friend of mine read the book this summer and her review of it was positive. Though I knew I did not have the money to buy it, I headed to the cashier remembering a Chapters card in my wallet. As I looked through the assorted contents of my wallet, I found not one but two Chapters gift cards. I gave them to the clerk and was surprised when the total of the cards combined paid for the book and the remaining change I could donate to charity! Thank you universe!!!
I left the store knowing I was supposed to read this book. As I started to read, I realized this author was writing my thoughts.
I am happy, but I feel like there is more happiness out there for me. No, I am not planning to leave my family in search of it. I am simply referring to the feeling inside, the knowing and urging to seek more joy.
Two weeks ago I went into Chapters to a birthday gift for my Dad. I only had enough money for the gift, and did not even have an interest to browse (which is rare for me in Chapters). As I walked past the "self help" section, I stopped to look at a book with an eye catching bright blue cover and yellow font. It was the Happiness Project. A friend of mine read the book this summer and her review of it was positive. Though I knew I did not have the money to buy it, I headed to the cashier remembering a Chapters card in my wallet. As I looked through the assorted contents of my wallet, I found not one but two Chapters gift cards. I gave them to the clerk and was surprised when the total of the cards combined paid for the book and the remaining change I could donate to charity! Thank you universe!!!
I left the store knowing I was supposed to read this book. As I started to read, I realized this author was writing my thoughts.
I am happy, but I feel like there is more happiness out there for me. No, I am not planning to leave my family in search of it. I am simply referring to the feeling inside, the knowing and urging to seek more joy.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Tabula rasa
Starting with a blank slate...tabula rasa.
I signed on this morning with the intention to delete my old blog, but when I started to read my posts from two years ago I realized my words have value. I don't mean they have such value that the world needs to read them. The value comes from the honesty and insight into my little corner of the world. Keep in mind here that my corner does not consist of sharp edges and cracks so small nothing will fill them.
My rounded corner of the world, is more like a sphere. I am the center of the sphere and surrounding me are family and friends whose experiences together with mine create life stories.
The stories we create are not meant to fill up the eternal lapses into the meridian of time. I am here to tell you that the universal energy works through all of us. Anyone can have a blog, an online chat or diary of sorts, to share their hopes and dreams, ups and downs of life, earth shattering kabooms and over joyous moments of emotion that catapults one to the highest vibrational energy. This time, today, my blog is something of a tool through which I can communicate with you, the messages and talking that goes on in my head. Is it my own voice? Yes and no. We all experience it, but do you listen?
Like me, sometimes what you read later will stir some verifying energy to lift you up and help you realize you are worthy of all you hope for and desire in this lifetime. It's there for you to reach out and grab. You can inspire your children and your friends, but don't forget to also inspire yourself.
For once, I close my eyes to type what I hear the voice telling me. I listen to the voice. It and they guide me, support me and my intentions, push me towards my dreams. Some of you have the innate ability to follow your dreams and others are held back by fear. Fear is what makes you crave a tabula rasa. All past experience make you whole. It's who you are and must be a learning experience. Today, I move forward and look outwards for the universal signs that will guide me to my path. This message today was guided by Zeda.
Friday, May 21, 2010
someone to watch over me
Do you ever get the feeling someone is watching over you? I'm not referring to a creepy feeling you get when you realize someone has been watching you. I mean the appreciative feeling, the feeling of awe.
I know I have someone watching over me. I sense it throughout my day when something amazing happens, a narrowly missed accident, green lights all the way to where I'm headed, a kind word from a stranger, an uplifting conversation, the right song playing on the radio.
I am a spiritual person, who notices and feels the energy of those around me. I know there is a higher power or universal energy. It's not something I can prove to you, but I could share many stories to raise the hair on your arms.
I know I have someone watching over me. I sense it throughout my day when something amazing happens, a narrowly missed accident, green lights all the way to where I'm headed, a kind word from a stranger, an uplifting conversation, the right song playing on the radio.
I am a spiritual person, who notices and feels the energy of those around me. I know there is a higher power or universal energy. It's not something I can prove to you, but I could share many stories to raise the hair on your arms.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
one moment at a time
Sometimes I have taken life for granted, but not since last week. In a tragic accident, a friend of ours lost her life. One minute she was in her element, cycling down a hill taking in the view that stretched on before her, the next minute she was unconscious, fighting for her life.
She was a woman of substance who gave more to others in the past year than some people give in a lifetime. A woman who touched the lives of many with her golden smile, her infectious laugh and her encouragement. An angel on earth, now an angel in heaven.
Even in her death she has inspired others to start giving, sign their donor cards, live in the moment and find the passion missing from their daily existence. She did not merely exist day to day, she relished every moment and encouraged others to do the same.
I am one of those who has been inspired. I want to live a Phat life!
She was a woman of substance who gave more to others in the past year than some people give in a lifetime. A woman who touched the lives of many with her golden smile, her infectious laugh and her encouragement. An angel on earth, now an angel in heaven.
Even in her death she has inspired others to start giving, sign their donor cards, live in the moment and find the passion missing from their daily existence. She did not merely exist day to day, she relished every moment and encouraged others to do the same.
I am one of those who has been inspired. I want to live a Phat life!
Monday, March 8, 2010
creating a photo blog
I love to take pictures of people, places, animals, nature, anything that catches my eye. I like to see if I can capture in a photograph exactly the way I view something. My favourite pictures are the ones that I can look at years from when I took them and feel the same emotion stir as I felt when I initially experienced that moment in time.
I have thousands of pictures saved in albums and on an external hard drive. Last week I decided it was time to create a photo blog so I can share my pictures with fellow bloggers who'd like to see them! So...now I am doing a little research on the best way to create a photo blog!
If anyone out there in blogger land can give me some insight as to the best photo blog website, I'm all ears and eyes!
I have thousands of pictures saved in albums and on an external hard drive. Last week I decided it was time to create a photo blog so I can share my pictures with fellow bloggers who'd like to see them! So...now I am doing a little research on the best way to create a photo blog!
If anyone out there in blogger land can give me some insight as to the best photo blog website, I'm all ears and eyes!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
look to the bright side
This past weekend was one of the best we've had since the holiday season. It was a weekend spent with good friends, enjoying good food and having quality family time.
Friday was a PA day and so one of my daughters invited one friend over during the day and another friend for a sleepover. What I love about these two friends in particular, neither one minds playing with all three of my children though she came for a play date with my daughter. They laughed and giggled all day and evening playing with the guinea pigs and their American Girls. When I went to bed Friday night I found my camera laying on the bed. On the camera I watched a guinea pig training video the four of them made while sitting on the bathroom floor playing with the guinea pigs. Imagine trying to train a guinea pig the way you would train your dog and you get the picture! It was hilarious to watch them in their seriousness creating the video.
Saturday for the first time in at least two years, my husband and I went out on a double date with good friends for Thai dinner and a movie! My husband and I have had lunch dates and even dinner dates, but not an evening out with friends. I thoroughly enjoyed our leisurely dinner and conversation before the movie. We had not expected "Up In the Air" to be as busy, but the theatre was packed. There were only single seats left until two couples moved over to create two sets of two seats for us.
Have you seen Up In The Air? It was different than what I expected but I think I'd enjoy almost any movie George Clooney was in. I have been a fan of his since his stint on Sisters and then ER. His character, though emotionally detached, was still endearing.
Valentine's day began with a special breakfast! I made chocolate brownie waffles and they were delectable!! The waffles were so decadent the kids only ate two each. I have a freezer bag full of waffles for another day. Our Valentine's day was full of chocolate: Purdy's chocolate, chocolate waffles, chocolate hearts, chocolate chip cookies and a rich chocolate torte. I never thought it possible, but by the end of the day I had my fill of chocolate.
Family day was spent visiting my parents, delivering my now famous fudge, skating at the local rink and gearing up for back to school on Tuesday.
I loved the whole weekend!
Friday was a PA day and so one of my daughters invited one friend over during the day and another friend for a sleepover. What I love about these two friends in particular, neither one minds playing with all three of my children though she came for a play date with my daughter. They laughed and giggled all day and evening playing with the guinea pigs and their American Girls. When I went to bed Friday night I found my camera laying on the bed. On the camera I watched a guinea pig training video the four of them made while sitting on the bathroom floor playing with the guinea pigs. Imagine trying to train a guinea pig the way you would train your dog and you get the picture! It was hilarious to watch them in their seriousness creating the video.
Saturday for the first time in at least two years, my husband and I went out on a double date with good friends for Thai dinner and a movie! My husband and I have had lunch dates and even dinner dates, but not an evening out with friends. I thoroughly enjoyed our leisurely dinner and conversation before the movie. We had not expected "Up In the Air" to be as busy, but the theatre was packed. There were only single seats left until two couples moved over to create two sets of two seats for us.
Have you seen Up In The Air? It was different than what I expected but I think I'd enjoy almost any movie George Clooney was in. I have been a fan of his since his stint on Sisters and then ER. His character, though emotionally detached, was still endearing.
Valentine's day began with a special breakfast! I made chocolate brownie waffles and they were delectable!! The waffles were so decadent the kids only ate two each. I have a freezer bag full of waffles for another day. Our Valentine's day was full of chocolate: Purdy's chocolate, chocolate waffles, chocolate hearts, chocolate chip cookies and a rich chocolate torte. I never thought it possible, but by the end of the day I had my fill of chocolate.
Family day was spent visiting my parents, delivering my now famous fudge, skating at the local rink and gearing up for back to school on Tuesday.
I loved the whole weekend!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
party planner
How many of you like to plan birthday parties for your child? Hands up? I must admit, though I feel a little stressed about it at times, I love to plan my children's parties!
The most recent party was for my daughter who turned 9 on New Year's Eve. We decided upon an American Girl themed party because several of Avery's friends received American Girl dolls for Christmas! Where to look for ideas....American Girl website. I found two items on sale and they were perfect loot bag items: small doll bag with stickers and charms, and American Girl trading cards! In one fairly inexpensive order, the loot bags were almost done.
Next, to plan activities. What can you have 13 girls do? I bought memory wire and beads for the girls to make a bracelet for themselves and a matching necklace for their doll! I found the wire and beads on sale and know that all leftover craft items will be used by my two daughters after the party. I still wanted another craft item: foam craft, picture frames, ceramics, painting, hmm. There is a star on the American Girl logo and in the craft store I found paper mache star shaped boxes! You can buy acrylic paint at the Dollar store if it's not on sale at your local craft store. My daughter picked out the colours: pink, purple, gold, red and yellow.
I had the craft items planned, but needed an activity for the girls to do while they waited for the other party guests to arrive. My daughters have two beautiful holiday dresses with matching dresses for their dolls. We decided to let the girls choose a dress, change and pose for a photo dressed like their doll in front of the Christmas tree! The girls, even those who seemed hesitant at first, were quite happy once changed into the dress and to be dressed like their doll.
We had two games planned, but only time to play one. The girls were broken into two teams and they raced to see which team could dress their doll in pj's and tuck them to bed the quickest. The girls cheered each other on as they took turns undressing, then dressing their doll in pj's, tucking them into the American Girl beds (which my daughters had received from Santa), and then undressing the doll so the next person on their team could do the same. As my son did not want to join the race, my husband dressed Caden's boy AG doll for bed. The girls all thought it was hilarious to watch Trevor dressing the doll. He's all about getting a laugh so he was great at playing it up once the girls started to laugh. :-)
While some were done beading and others still carefully creating, we played the American Girl hair DVD showing 50 ways to style your dolls hair. We weren't sure how the girls would feel about this activity, but they were all excited to watch the DVD, then put their doll in the American Girl Salon chair (my daughter had received from Santa) to style her hair.
The cake was star shaped to match the AG logo. My daughter wanted carrot cake and I simply rented the cake pan, $1.99 per day at Bulk Barn, and it turned out great!!
We found gold starry loot bags at the Party Giant and added a fruit leather and two mini chocolate bars to the AG products before tying them closed.
The party was awesome! It was probably the most relaxing birthday party we've held in our home. The girls loved every activity right down to posing with their dolls for a group photo!
The most recent party was for my daughter who turned 9 on New Year's Eve. We decided upon an American Girl themed party because several of Avery's friends received American Girl dolls for Christmas! Where to look for ideas....American Girl website. I found two items on sale and they were perfect loot bag items: small doll bag with stickers and charms, and American Girl trading cards! In one fairly inexpensive order, the loot bags were almost done.
Next, to plan activities. What can you have 13 girls do? I bought memory wire and beads for the girls to make a bracelet for themselves and a matching necklace for their doll! I found the wire and beads on sale and know that all leftover craft items will be used by my two daughters after the party. I still wanted another craft item: foam craft, picture frames, ceramics, painting, hmm. There is a star on the American Girl logo and in the craft store I found paper mache star shaped boxes! You can buy acrylic paint at the Dollar store if it's not on sale at your local craft store. My daughter picked out the colours: pink, purple, gold, red and yellow.
I had the craft items planned, but needed an activity for the girls to do while they waited for the other party guests to arrive. My daughters have two beautiful holiday dresses with matching dresses for their dolls. We decided to let the girls choose a dress, change and pose for a photo dressed like their doll in front of the Christmas tree! The girls, even those who seemed hesitant at first, were quite happy once changed into the dress and to be dressed like their doll.
We had two games planned, but only time to play one. The girls were broken into two teams and they raced to see which team could dress their doll in pj's and tuck them to bed the quickest. The girls cheered each other on as they took turns undressing, then dressing their doll in pj's, tucking them into the American Girl beds (which my daughters had received from Santa), and then undressing the doll so the next person on their team could do the same. As my son did not want to join the race, my husband dressed Caden's boy AG doll for bed. The girls all thought it was hilarious to watch Trevor dressing the doll. He's all about getting a laugh so he was great at playing it up once the girls started to laugh. :-)
While some were done beading and others still carefully creating, we played the American Girl hair DVD showing 50 ways to style your dolls hair. We weren't sure how the girls would feel about this activity, but they were all excited to watch the DVD, then put their doll in the American Girl Salon chair (my daughter had received from Santa) to style her hair.
The cake was star shaped to match the AG logo. My daughter wanted carrot cake and I simply rented the cake pan, $1.99 per day at Bulk Barn, and it turned out great!!
We found gold starry loot bags at the Party Giant and added a fruit leather and two mini chocolate bars to the AG products before tying them closed.
The party was awesome! It was probably the most relaxing birthday party we've held in our home. The girls loved every activity right down to posing with their dolls for a group photo!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
nothing like a great new book
For Christmas this year I received three new books all from my favourite authors. I couldn't wait to dive in and my first choice was "Knit the Season" by Kate Jacobs. I read her first two books, "Friday Night Knitting Club" and "Knit 2" and fell in love with the group of women characters in the novels.
The books pull the reader in to feel like one of the club, learning about the women's' lives, their personal secrets, hopes and dreams as well as their deepest fears. When I opened the newest novel on Christmas morning I screamed with delight! I wasn't disappointed when I read the first few pages and when I finished the book I was ready to find out when to expect another in the series.
This is the type of book I can easily see being made into a movie! Of course it would be a chick flick, and one that would appeal to all ages as the character's span from teens to the golden years. Lots of laughs and tears.
If you are looking for a good book and haven't read the first two, you can pick up the newest, but I recommend reading them in order to understand the characters and how the group was formed.
What a great way to start 2010 by already finishing a great read! My next book is "Traveling with Pomegranates" by Sue Monk Kidd and her daughter!
Stay tuned.....
The books pull the reader in to feel like one of the club, learning about the women's' lives, their personal secrets, hopes and dreams as well as their deepest fears. When I opened the newest novel on Christmas morning I screamed with delight! I wasn't disappointed when I read the first few pages and when I finished the book I was ready to find out when to expect another in the series.
This is the type of book I can easily see being made into a movie! Of course it would be a chick flick, and one that would appeal to all ages as the character's span from teens to the golden years. Lots of laughs and tears.
If you are looking for a good book and haven't read the first two, you can pick up the newest, but I recommend reading them in order to understand the characters and how the group was formed.
What a great way to start 2010 by already finishing a great read! My next book is "Traveling with Pomegranates" by Sue Monk Kidd and her daughter!
Stay tuned.....
Monday, December 28, 2009
holiday fare
Merry Christmas and happy holidays! The holiday season is flying by quickly this year as we are busy visiting with family and friends. I am trying to savour every moment, but at times I feel like the moments have blown by before I had time to catch my breath.
This year my Mother-in-law, from Calgary, is spending three weeks with us. I know some of you may have groaned when you read that, but I actually enjoy spending time with her. Like any two people, there are time we gets on each other's nerves but for the most part we share conversation and laughs. The time we laughed most was as June was getting into the Subaru to go shopping. I had backed out of the garage so she could get in the passenger side, and as I was moving my things off her seat, she started shouting, "Sue, Sue!" I slammed my foot harder on the break as we'd started to roll backwards. There was poor June, one leg in and one leg out with the car moving! It would not have been funny had she been hurt, but she was okay and we giggled for half the drive to our destination. It was like a video you might see on America's Funniest Videos. I was laughing so hard tears streamed down my cheeks. Finally my son spoke up and said, "Can you two stop laughing now?", not seeing the humour in the situation of June almost getting hurt. June and I still laugh though when it's mentioned!
Today I have to plan my daughter's 9th birthday which is on New Year's Eve! The day she was born was my best New Year's Eve, and gave me a new reason to celebrate the end of another year. This birthday she is having an American Girl party! She received her American Girl doll four years ago from Santa, and this Christmas several of her friends and cousins also received an AG doll! Should be a fairly easy party because when the games are done, they can just play with their dolls.
The one thing I am hoping for this holiday season, before the kids return to school, is a 10cm dumping of snow! The snow we had is almost gone and we usually toboggan at least once in my parents backyard before school starts in January. I keep watching the weather network hoping for news of a blizzard but nothing has been forecast yet. I do love the snowfalls with large white flakes gently falling to create a thick white clean blanket over the ground.
The feeling of slow motion as I fall backwards to make snow angels in the untouched layer of fluff, the coldness of catching snowflakes on my tongue, the kids' rosy cheeks and the dogs playing like pups. This is what I long for today.
Time for a cup of tea!
This year my Mother-in-law, from Calgary, is spending three weeks with us. I know some of you may have groaned when you read that, but I actually enjoy spending time with her. Like any two people, there are time we gets on each other's nerves but for the most part we share conversation and laughs. The time we laughed most was as June was getting into the Subaru to go shopping. I had backed out of the garage so she could get in the passenger side, and as I was moving my things off her seat, she started shouting, "Sue, Sue!" I slammed my foot harder on the break as we'd started to roll backwards. There was poor June, one leg in and one leg out with the car moving! It would not have been funny had she been hurt, but she was okay and we giggled for half the drive to our destination. It was like a video you might see on America's Funniest Videos. I was laughing so hard tears streamed down my cheeks. Finally my son spoke up and said, "Can you two stop laughing now?", not seeing the humour in the situation of June almost getting hurt. June and I still laugh though when it's mentioned!
Today I have to plan my daughter's 9th birthday which is on New Year's Eve! The day she was born was my best New Year's Eve, and gave me a new reason to celebrate the end of another year. This birthday she is having an American Girl party! She received her American Girl doll four years ago from Santa, and this Christmas several of her friends and cousins also received an AG doll! Should be a fairly easy party because when the games are done, they can just play with their dolls.
The one thing I am hoping for this holiday season, before the kids return to school, is a 10cm dumping of snow! The snow we had is almost gone and we usually toboggan at least once in my parents backyard before school starts in January. I keep watching the weather network hoping for news of a blizzard but nothing has been forecast yet. I do love the snowfalls with large white flakes gently falling to create a thick white clean blanket over the ground.
The feeling of slow motion as I fall backwards to make snow angels in the untouched layer of fluff, the coldness of catching snowflakes on my tongue, the kids' rosy cheeks and the dogs playing like pups. This is what I long for today.
Time for a cup of tea!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
he's in town...
These days the excitement in our home is palpable. Santa came to town on Saturday in the parade and it made Christmas seem closer than ever for my children.
My 7 year old took his letter for Santa to the parade to ensure Santa knew his top two wishes this season. My almost 9 year old, wrote her letter after the parade to let Santa know she liked his float and was looking forward to his visit. My 10 year hold however, has not written a letter at all this year. It is my hope that in her heart she still believes in the magic of the spirit of Christmas. She's not the kind of girl who will come right out and ask me if there is a real Santa but I know there are many kids at school who do not believe, and who tell all the other kids it's their parents who bring the gifts.
I still remember when I realized there wasn't any Santa and it was a sad and disappointing moment. I was a "snooper" so I knew the gifts marked with Santa tags had been in Mom and Dad's closet only the week before Christmas morning. I am determined to hide the gifts well this year, just in case my children have the same "need to know" I did.
I am going to do my best to keep the spirit alive in our home because in my heart I still believe there is a magical spirit of love, hope and joy who visits our home during the holidays. I listen for him at night, I listen for the hooves on the roof, I still feel like he came and sprinkled something wonderful over the tree on Christmas eve.
My 7 year old took his letter for Santa to the parade to ensure Santa knew his top two wishes this season. My almost 9 year old, wrote her letter after the parade to let Santa know she liked his float and was looking forward to his visit. My 10 year hold however, has not written a letter at all this year. It is my hope that in her heart she still believes in the magic of the spirit of Christmas. She's not the kind of girl who will come right out and ask me if there is a real Santa but I know there are many kids at school who do not believe, and who tell all the other kids it's their parents who bring the gifts.
I still remember when I realized there wasn't any Santa and it was a sad and disappointing moment. I was a "snooper" so I knew the gifts marked with Santa tags had been in Mom and Dad's closet only the week before Christmas morning. I am determined to hide the gifts well this year, just in case my children have the same "need to know" I did.
I am going to do my best to keep the spirit alive in our home because in my heart I still believe there is a magical spirit of love, hope and joy who visits our home during the holidays. I listen for him at night, I listen for the hooves on the roof, I still feel like he came and sprinkled something wonderful over the tree on Christmas eve.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
too many sleepless nights
The bags under my eyes are so big right now that I could pack them to go on vacation! Do you ever feel so tired you could crawl into bed at anytime of day to drift off into endless hours of sleep. I felt like that today, a walking zombie trying to stay awake as I volunteered, worked, ran errands and ate dinner.
Tonight I will find sleep, after a hot bath, pot of chamomile and mint teat. My problem starts around 8:30 or 9:00 pm when the kids are sleeping and my mind starts thinking of lists and lists. To Do list, Christmas lists, volunteer lists, grocery list and work list. Heaven forbid I also start to surf the web because once I feel the ocean breeze on my face and taste the salt water, I'm awake for several more hours.
I wonder how many others like myself, stay awake long after their body was begging them to rest, sleep. I can feel it now as my body becomes one with this wooden chair I'm perched on. It's as though when I stand up the chair will come attached to my butt. My legs are jumpy from tiredness and my fingers are not able to type as fast as my mind churns out thoughts to blog. Will I give in and go to bed early...I'm certainly going to put it first on my to do list tonight!
If any of you have great tips to quiet the mind for a good sleep, I'd love to hear them. It's been three nights already, not sure I can stand four.
Tonight I will find sleep, after a hot bath, pot of chamomile and mint teat. My problem starts around 8:30 or 9:00 pm when the kids are sleeping and my mind starts thinking of lists and lists. To Do list, Christmas lists, volunteer lists, grocery list and work list. Heaven forbid I also start to surf the web because once I feel the ocean breeze on my face and taste the salt water, I'm awake for several more hours.
I wonder how many others like myself, stay awake long after their body was begging them to rest, sleep. I can feel it now as my body becomes one with this wooden chair I'm perched on. It's as though when I stand up the chair will come attached to my butt. My legs are jumpy from tiredness and my fingers are not able to type as fast as my mind churns out thoughts to blog. Will I give in and go to bed early...I'm certainly going to put it first on my to do list tonight!
If any of you have great tips to quiet the mind for a good sleep, I'd love to hear them. It's been three nights already, not sure I can stand four.
Monday, October 19, 2009
on the mend
My son crawled into the "big bed" early Saturday morning complaining of a headache. His sinus had been bothering him, so I thought he had a sinus headache. By 7:00 a.m. he was burning up with a fever of 103.8. I gave him some Tylenol and tucked him under the covers for a bit more sleep.
The fever lasted all day with the Tylenol not having any effect. In the afternoon, my husband took our son to the urgent care clinic. Trevor requested a nasal swab and the doctor said there wasn't any need after listening to the symptoms. When she heard about his extreme lethargy, she said, "that's what I was waiting to hear." She wrote a script for Tamiflu and little did we know it's extremely difficult to find a pharmacy with the product to fill the prescription! At 2 minutes to closing, I found the right store and picked up the medication. The pharmacist told me it had to be taken with food and could cause drowsiness.
My son had his first dose at 8pm that evening. By 10pm he had thrown up all over himself, his bed, sheets and pillow. My husband found him standing at the top of the staircase unaware he had vomited all over himself. At 10:45 pm I checked on my son to see if he was still feverish. He woke up and looked at me with such fear in his eyes. He started to sob, ask me questions, not really aware where he was and not even certain who I was. He was hallucinating and it totally freaked me out! I ran to get my husband who was able to him. We had to move him into our bedroom for the night as he was so frightened in his own room. He calmed down almost immediately when in our bedroom and went to sleep again quickly.
I immediately googled Tamiflu and found nausea and vomiting a common side effect. I read further to find if the person taking the medication becomes delusional to stop taking it immediately!!! I filled with guilt over giving the Tamiflu to my son. What kind of poison had I poured into his little body?! Why are they prescribing this medication if the side effects are so severe?
I barely slept all night, listening for any sound my son made. At 4 a.m. I felt him and the fever was almost gone. When he woke up in the morning he wanted breakfast. I was so relieved to see some improvement in how he was feeling.
He ate three meals yesterday, had some energy and the fever was gone. Today he slept in until 8:30 and again ate three meals. He came outside with me for a few minutes, to get some fresh air, that was all he was up for. Another day of rest tomorrow and hopefully he'll be feeling even better. I'd like to see some colour back in his cheeks and his eyes not looking so sore and glassy before I send him back to school.
It's scary when a child becomes so ill. I know a fever is the body's way of fighting off an infection, but it lasted over 24 hours and the Tylenol did nothing to bring it down. His whole little body felt like it was on fire where ever I touched him. No wonder he named his new Webkinz dragon Fire!!!
Tonight I am feeling very thankful for his returning to good health. I will continue with his Kid-E-Care supplement to boost his immune system and do the same for my girls. I was so happy to find it at the health food store. I try to follow alternative health care and this incident over the prescribed medication was a strong reminder of how my children do much better with natural health solutions.
The fever lasted all day with the Tylenol not having any effect. In the afternoon, my husband took our son to the urgent care clinic. Trevor requested a nasal swab and the doctor said there wasn't any need after listening to the symptoms. When she heard about his extreme lethargy, she said, "that's what I was waiting to hear." She wrote a script for Tamiflu and little did we know it's extremely difficult to find a pharmacy with the product to fill the prescription! At 2 minutes to closing, I found the right store and picked up the medication. The pharmacist told me it had to be taken with food and could cause drowsiness.
My son had his first dose at 8pm that evening. By 10pm he had thrown up all over himself, his bed, sheets and pillow. My husband found him standing at the top of the staircase unaware he had vomited all over himself. At 10:45 pm I checked on my son to see if he was still feverish. He woke up and looked at me with such fear in his eyes. He started to sob, ask me questions, not really aware where he was and not even certain who I was. He was hallucinating and it totally freaked me out! I ran to get my husband who was able to him. We had to move him into our bedroom for the night as he was so frightened in his own room. He calmed down almost immediately when in our bedroom and went to sleep again quickly.
I immediately googled Tamiflu and found nausea and vomiting a common side effect. I read further to find if the person taking the medication becomes delusional to stop taking it immediately!!! I filled with guilt over giving the Tamiflu to my son. What kind of poison had I poured into his little body?! Why are they prescribing this medication if the side effects are so severe?
I barely slept all night, listening for any sound my son made. At 4 a.m. I felt him and the fever was almost gone. When he woke up in the morning he wanted breakfast. I was so relieved to see some improvement in how he was feeling.
He ate three meals yesterday, had some energy and the fever was gone. Today he slept in until 8:30 and again ate three meals. He came outside with me for a few minutes, to get some fresh air, that was all he was up for. Another day of rest tomorrow and hopefully he'll be feeling even better. I'd like to see some colour back in his cheeks and his eyes not looking so sore and glassy before I send him back to school.
It's scary when a child becomes so ill. I know a fever is the body's way of fighting off an infection, but it lasted over 24 hours and the Tylenol did nothing to bring it down. His whole little body felt like it was on fire where ever I touched him. No wonder he named his new Webkinz dragon Fire!!!
Tonight I am feeling very thankful for his returning to good health. I will continue with his Kid-E-Care supplement to boost his immune system and do the same for my girls. I was so happy to find it at the health food store. I try to follow alternative health care and this incident over the prescribed medication was a strong reminder of how my children do much better with natural health solutions.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Feeling proud
I did it! Yesterday I ran the 5k at the Zoo and it was an amazing event. My children had given me tons of advice: walk 1k/run 1k, only run up the hills and walk down the hills, walk when you are tired. I took their advise and hugs, tucked them into my heart and set off alone.
As I merged onto the busy highway, I wasn't sure which I felt more anxious about, the drive or the 5k. I don't like to travel the busy highway, but yesterday not wanting to miss the run, I forced myself to do it. With the music blaring and me singing at the top of my lungs, the drive was quick and painless.
This being my first running event I had no expectations, so finding out there were over 4000 participants was surprising. After picking up my kit, I checked my bag, attached my number to my jacket and lined up at the start line with all the others. There are some very fit people in this world and many of them were in this race! The seasoned runners were decked out in fasionable running attire, ready to run, look cool and stay cool but warm at the same time. I put myself in the last wave of starters knowing my pace was slow, and was quite relieved to find out I wasn't the only one! Yes, I had thought perhaps I might be the only one in the 36+ minute category. :-)
When it was time to start I was ready; my toes were a bit numb from the cold and I had to get my circulation going to warm them up. The starter told us the first part was uphill and there were stairs, so my plan to walk the first .5k paid off. When I got to the top of the hill I felt great with a steady breathing rhythm, legs warmed up to run and the crowd thinning out as everyone found their pace.
At the 3.5k point, I felt a new serge of energy as I ran past the steelband playing their drums. The lions were roaring as I saw them through the observation window, and the zebras huddled together for warmth. The sun was shining and the fall leaves were in full show. It was a glorious morning!
When I hit the 4k point I knew I had enough energy to run the last leg. I pretended my family was at the finish line cheering me on and I could envision their smiling faces. It was all I needed to keep running. Crossing the finish line was amazing and I just wanted to hug myself for completing the course.
I completed my first 5k! [did I actually say first, because that could mean there will be a second?!]
As I merged onto the busy highway, I wasn't sure which I felt more anxious about, the drive or the 5k. I don't like to travel the busy highway, but yesterday not wanting to miss the run, I forced myself to do it. With the music blaring and me singing at the top of my lungs, the drive was quick and painless.
This being my first running event I had no expectations, so finding out there were over 4000 participants was surprising. After picking up my kit, I checked my bag, attached my number to my jacket and lined up at the start line with all the others. There are some very fit people in this world and many of them were in this race! The seasoned runners were decked out in fasionable running attire, ready to run, look cool and stay cool but warm at the same time. I put myself in the last wave of starters knowing my pace was slow, and was quite relieved to find out I wasn't the only one! Yes, I had thought perhaps I might be the only one in the 36+ minute category. :-)
When it was time to start I was ready; my toes were a bit numb from the cold and I had to get my circulation going to warm them up. The starter told us the first part was uphill and there were stairs, so my plan to walk the first .5k paid off. When I got to the top of the hill I felt great with a steady breathing rhythm, legs warmed up to run and the crowd thinning out as everyone found their pace.
At the 3.5k point, I felt a new serge of energy as I ran past the steelband playing their drums. The lions were roaring as I saw them through the observation window, and the zebras huddled together for warmth. The sun was shining and the fall leaves were in full show. It was a glorious morning!
When I hit the 4k point I knew I had enough energy to run the last leg. I pretended my family was at the finish line cheering me on and I could envision their smiling faces. It was all I needed to keep running. Crossing the finish line was amazing and I just wanted to hug myself for completing the course.
I completed my first 5k! [did I actually say first, because that could mean there will be a second?!]
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
what makes a good parent?
It's close to midnight as I sit here typing on my blog. I am baking oatmeal chocolate chip muffins to pack in my children's lunches tomorrow. Yes...I know...I'm a great Mom!
It's tough to be a "good" parent because every parent has their own definition of "good". I have had friends put me on a pedestal saying I have endless patience, do so many crafts with my kids, volunteer in all of their classes at school. I look at parents who work full time outside the home and wonder how in the world they do it! Where do they get their energy and how do they manage to get it all done?
Tonight, I'm not feeling like a great parent. No, I didn't lose it with one of my kids (which I really hate doing). It's what I heard one of my daughter's dance teachers said to her last week during a dance practise. They were learning choreography to a Miley Cyrus song, shaking their hips at one point and then rolling their shoulders in another and the teacher told them to look "sexy". When I heard this tonight from another trio Mom, I felt like throwing up. My stomach has been churning for the hours since dance finished for the evening.
These girls are 8 and 9 years old, not anywhere near womanhood and being sexy. Maybe it was a slip of the tongue for this young teenage dance instructor to say, but totally inappropriate in my opinion. It has resurfaced my dislike of the competitive dance world...and both of my daughters are competitive dancers. When I used to watch the shows, before we entered the competitive world of dance, I didn't understand why they had to put so much make-up on the young dancers, why some of the dance moves were inappropriate and how offensive it was to hear adults it the audience cat calling the young girls on the stage. I liked our studio because the girls were dancing to age appropriate songs and still looked like young girls on stage.
But now I find myself questioning...is the studio really different, or did I just become immune to what was going on. Am I damaging my daughter's self image having them in competitive dance? Am I blowing this way out of proportion?
Even though the muffins are made, I still need to decide what I will do about this comment, and ask my daughter about the conversation. It's not just what you do for your children that makes you a good parent. It's how you deal with and help them through situations life throws their way. Maybe the comment didn't affect my daughter at all...but I'm going to find out.
It's tough to be a "good" parent because every parent has their own definition of "good". I have had friends put me on a pedestal saying I have endless patience, do so many crafts with my kids, volunteer in all of their classes at school. I look at parents who work full time outside the home and wonder how in the world they do it! Where do they get their energy and how do they manage to get it all done?
Tonight, I'm not feeling like a great parent. No, I didn't lose it with one of my kids (which I really hate doing). It's what I heard one of my daughter's dance teachers said to her last week during a dance practise. They were learning choreography to a Miley Cyrus song, shaking their hips at one point and then rolling their shoulders in another and the teacher told them to look "sexy". When I heard this tonight from another trio Mom, I felt like throwing up. My stomach has been churning for the hours since dance finished for the evening.
These girls are 8 and 9 years old, not anywhere near womanhood and being sexy. Maybe it was a slip of the tongue for this young teenage dance instructor to say, but totally inappropriate in my opinion. It has resurfaced my dislike of the competitive dance world...and both of my daughters are competitive dancers. When I used to watch the shows, before we entered the competitive world of dance, I didn't understand why they had to put so much make-up on the young dancers, why some of the dance moves were inappropriate and how offensive it was to hear adults it the audience cat calling the young girls on the stage. I liked our studio because the girls were dancing to age appropriate songs and still looked like young girls on stage.
But now I find myself questioning...is the studio really different, or did I just become immune to what was going on. Am I damaging my daughter's self image having them in competitive dance? Am I blowing this way out of proportion?
Even though the muffins are made, I still need to decide what I will do about this comment, and ask my daughter about the conversation. It's not just what you do for your children that makes you a good parent. It's how you deal with and help them through situations life throws their way. Maybe the comment didn't affect my daughter at all...but I'm going to find out.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
what will be, will be
Today I chose to enjoy and appreciate what is...and what is not. I find it difficult to sit with feelings of lack or inadequacy. Compared to many, I want for nothing. It`s easy to appreciate all that is in my life, but equally important is to appreciate all that is not. In accepting what is not, I can find abundance in what was seemingly empty.
I had a wonderful reflexology treatment this morning which left me feeling so relaxed and tired. A good reflexology session is like a full body massage and this one was amazing. I was fortunate enough to win the treatment in a raffle and I am so appreciating the gift today!!!
I'm still walking/jogging to get ready for the 5km next weekend. It's only 11 more days. I don't know if I'll be able to run the whole thing, but it doesn't really matter. The reason I entered was to improve my health by continuing to exercise and I've done this! I realized I didn't want to blog about it every time I went for a jog because it was either a great run or a lousy run, not much to write about.
My boxer has been an enthusiastic participant in jogging with me. She looks forward to our time together and now rather than try to play tug 'o war with the leash, she is content to jog alongside me. It's much easier to run when I'm not being pulled to one side all the time!! The only downfall is that every time she sees me putting on my running shoes she goes berserk thinking it's time for another run! :-) Ruby really does brighten up my days.
I had a wonderful reflexology treatment this morning which left me feeling so relaxed and tired. A good reflexology session is like a full body massage and this one was amazing. I was fortunate enough to win the treatment in a raffle and I am so appreciating the gift today!!!
I'm still walking/jogging to get ready for the 5km next weekend. It's only 11 more days. I don't know if I'll be able to run the whole thing, but it doesn't really matter. The reason I entered was to improve my health by continuing to exercise and I've done this! I realized I didn't want to blog about it every time I went for a jog because it was either a great run or a lousy run, not much to write about.
My boxer has been an enthusiastic participant in jogging with me. She looks forward to our time together and now rather than try to play tug 'o war with the leash, she is content to jog alongside me. It's much easier to run when I'm not being pulled to one side all the time!! The only downfall is that every time she sees me putting on my running shoes she goes berserk thinking it's time for another run! :-) Ruby really does brighten up my days.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
here's to you
and you and you.....
Yesterday my baby boy turned 7....no he's not a baby anymore, but he's my youngest and I affectionately call him my baby on his birthday as I grab him and put my cheek against his.
On each of my children's birthdays I press play on the movie of their life. Beginning with pregnancy, I try to recall how it felt when they danced inside me; every kick, wiggle, turn, elbow jab, finger poke and sleepy calm. I remember how labor started slow or fast, the hospital visit wondering if I'd stay or get sent home, my water breaking, the final rush of giving birth and holding my newborn babe. I loved every moment and still relish the details.
Yesterday we talked about each of their births and they giggled to hear their own story. My first wasn't sure she wanted to come out, my second was in a big hurry to see her new world, my third just couldn't make up his mind whether he was ready to be born or not!
I relive each year with images flashing across my mind and run through the emotions of parenthood, but mostly sheer joy in celebration of the wonderful children I co-created. The songs I sang to them at bedtime, their favourite stories, their personal bedtime rituals, their giggles, first words still bring a tear to my eye as it seems like only yesterday. My first had to fall asleep nose to nose when she was a toddler, my second always pinchedd the skin on my neck when she breastfed, my third always intertwined his fingers in mine even as an infant with tiny hands.
Raising children is a huge responsibility and on this day I choose to focus on ease. The ease of knowing I am doing a great job raising happy and healthy children. My children are gifts given to me for such a short time before they move on with thier own lives. I only hope they know how much I love them and feel so thankful for what they continue to bring to my life every day.
Yesterday my baby boy turned 7....no he's not a baby anymore, but he's my youngest and I affectionately call him my baby on his birthday as I grab him and put my cheek against his.
On each of my children's birthdays I press play on the movie of their life. Beginning with pregnancy, I try to recall how it felt when they danced inside me; every kick, wiggle, turn, elbow jab, finger poke and sleepy calm. I remember how labor started slow or fast, the hospital visit wondering if I'd stay or get sent home, my water breaking, the final rush of giving birth and holding my newborn babe. I loved every moment and still relish the details.
Yesterday we talked about each of their births and they giggled to hear their own story. My first wasn't sure she wanted to come out, my second was in a big hurry to see her new world, my third just couldn't make up his mind whether he was ready to be born or not!
I relive each year with images flashing across my mind and run through the emotions of parenthood, but mostly sheer joy in celebration of the wonderful children I co-created. The songs I sang to them at bedtime, their favourite stories, their personal bedtime rituals, their giggles, first words still bring a tear to my eye as it seems like only yesterday. My first had to fall asleep nose to nose when she was a toddler, my second always pinchedd the skin on my neck when she breastfed, my third always intertwined his fingers in mine even as an infant with tiny hands.
Raising children is a huge responsibility and on this day I choose to focus on ease. The ease of knowing I am doing a great job raising happy and healthy children. My children are gifts given to me for such a short time before they move on with thier own lives. I only hope they know how much I love them and feel so thankful for what they continue to bring to my life every day.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Running to a healthier life Day 2
I felt like I was going to die! Why did I wait until it was so bloody hot outside to go for a run. I finally got up my nerve to take my running off the treadmill into the outside world and I picked the hottest part of the morning to do it!
Oh well.........I did it!!!!!!! It was incredibly difficult until the final 5 minutes and then it felt easier somehow. Perhaps it was knowing I was getting closer to home, or knowing I had to keep up my energy for my dog to keep going too. Tomorrow I will go much earlier before it's this hot!
Running outside is very different than running on my treadmill in the air conditioned basement. The pavement doesn't have the give of the treadmill and there's no TV to keep my mind occupied on something other than how much my lungs are struggling to take in enough oxygen. The heat felt unbearable at times and it was during those moments we walked.
I have my ipod shuffle but couldn't find a song that could lift me up to a higher energy. Maybe next time I'll just listen to my feet pounding the pavement and Ruby panting. It might be easier to maintain a running and breathing rhythm if I start without music for now.
If anyone on this blog site wants to join me, I'd love to read about your training experience too!!
So that's it. I have to stretch if I want to be able to walk later today and tomorrow! I certainly hope Day 3 is easier than today.
Oh well.........I did it!!!!!!! It was incredibly difficult until the final 5 minutes and then it felt easier somehow. Perhaps it was knowing I was getting closer to home, or knowing I had to keep up my energy for my dog to keep going too. Tomorrow I will go much earlier before it's this hot!
Running outside is very different than running on my treadmill in the air conditioned basement. The pavement doesn't have the give of the treadmill and there's no TV to keep my mind occupied on something other than how much my lungs are struggling to take in enough oxygen. The heat felt unbearable at times and it was during those moments we walked.
I have my ipod shuffle but couldn't find a song that could lift me up to a higher energy. Maybe next time I'll just listen to my feet pounding the pavement and Ruby panting. It might be easier to maintain a running and breathing rhythm if I start without music for now.
If anyone on this blog site wants to join me, I'd love to read about your training experience too!!
So that's it. I have to stretch if I want to be able to walk later today and tomorrow! I certainly hope Day 3 is easier than today.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Running to a healthier life Day 1
Today I finally started my personal commitment to better health. I've been riding my kids long enough about healthy food choices and exercise, so it was time to get off my ever spreading middle aged butt, and walk the talk, or run in this case.
My inspiration, three children who completed their first triathlon this summer on one of the hottest days we've had all season. My children did something I could not in my current physical condition. Oh, I do a laundrython every week running up and down the stairs, but to swim, bike and run...not gonna happen. I was in awe watching them run from the pool to the transition area, come back after their long bike ride, take a quick drink of water and run off to the trail! I thought they would be too hot and tired after the biking to continue, but each had such determination to finish the whole triathlon. Phenomenal!
I started the year with a bang doing an awesome workout on New Year's Day! Gave myself a big pat on the back and vowed to continue all year. Well, that promise lasted until the next day and I didn't work out again for several weeks. I've used the treadmill on and off this year, but more off than on.
Today I forced myself to get on the treadmill with a goal of running for 30 minutes. I was tired after a sleepless night spent between my snoring husband and son who snored due to a cold! My inner voices were really battling it out, but in the end the voice comparing my short run to the triathlon won out. The first three minutes were great....because I walked at a brisk pace rather than run. It's okay to walk, I told myself, it warms up the muscles. As the timer hit three minutes, I increased the speed to 3.7mph, forwarded to the Black Eyes Peas on my ipod, and picked up my pace to a jog. It felt great, for the first two minutes and then it just hurt. My lungs! How the hell was I going to keep it up for 27 minutes?!
I had to find a song with the same beat I was jogging to settle into a good pace. Demi Lovato? Nope. Plumb? No. It was Miley Cyrus. (Yes, I do share my shuffle with my children and so most of the songs are ones they like. ) But honestly, in my opinion, both Demi Lovato and Miley Cyrus are talented singers. I digress....maybe to forget the torture of my run today!
In the end I made it to 33 minutes. :-) It felt like I the first time I stepped on the treadmill in years! The first 10 minutes of running was the toughest until I was warmed up and into a zone. I walked one minute before picking up the pace again for another 10 minutes of running. This second set seemed to move quicker and gave me hope that I could do the whole 30 today. After my last one minute walk, I once again picked up the pace, and it was tough! I was sweating like a pig, my legs were tired, my lungs hurt and my feet felt like bricks crashing the treadmill with each step. I decided to take my pulse after the 8 minute mark and felt some concern for my heart!!! My pulse was up to 280!!!!!!!!!! Totally freaked out, I slowed to a brisk walk for 2 minutes to slow my heart rate before doing a slow jog of 3.5mph to finish up the last 2 minutes of my run.
How did I feel when I finished? Elated!!!!!!!!!!!! I completed Day 1 of my training. Oh...did I say training? Hmm, I forgot to mention that I have spent the last two weeks telling my family and friends I am going to do a 5km run in October. I had not signed up, only googled local runs to find out when there was a scheduled race before the weather got too cold! When I told one particular friend, who happens to be a twice Ironman competitor, she said, "Well maybe I'll do it with you!" Eek!!! Oh drat, was she calling my bluff? I hadn't even signed up, just looked for one to talk about and maybe, perhaps, think about entering.
Guess what? Before signing on tonight to blog, I did it! I registered to participate in a 5km race!! I felt a jolt of fear, and my fingers are still cold, upon hitting the submit key, but it's done, paid for, set in stone, or at least cyber stone anyway.
Truthbtold, I have always wanted to enter a big race, with tons of entrants, just to be able to start with the big crowd and cross the finish line at the end. It's on my bucket list, but I don't actually call it a bucket list.
So now you know, my secret is out! I am finally going to do it, a 5km race. I have set a goal for myself.
Egad.....wish me luck with Day 2.
My inspiration, three children who completed their first triathlon this summer on one of the hottest days we've had all season. My children did something I could not in my current physical condition. Oh, I do a laundrython every week running up and down the stairs, but to swim, bike and run...not gonna happen. I was in awe watching them run from the pool to the transition area, come back after their long bike ride, take a quick drink of water and run off to the trail! I thought they would be too hot and tired after the biking to continue, but each had such determination to finish the whole triathlon. Phenomenal!
I started the year with a bang doing an awesome workout on New Year's Day! Gave myself a big pat on the back and vowed to continue all year. Well, that promise lasted until the next day and I didn't work out again for several weeks. I've used the treadmill on and off this year, but more off than on.
Today I forced myself to get on the treadmill with a goal of running for 30 minutes. I was tired after a sleepless night spent between my snoring husband and son who snored due to a cold! My inner voices were really battling it out, but in the end the voice comparing my short run to the triathlon won out. The first three minutes were great....because I walked at a brisk pace rather than run. It's okay to walk, I told myself, it warms up the muscles. As the timer hit three minutes, I increased the speed to 3.7mph, forwarded to the Black Eyes Peas on my ipod, and picked up my pace to a jog. It felt great, for the first two minutes and then it just hurt. My lungs! How the hell was I going to keep it up for 27 minutes?!
I had to find a song with the same beat I was jogging to settle into a good pace. Demi Lovato? Nope. Plumb? No. It was Miley Cyrus. (Yes, I do share my shuffle with my children and so most of the songs are ones they like. ) But honestly, in my opinion, both Demi Lovato and Miley Cyrus are talented singers. I digress....maybe to forget the torture of my run today!
In the end I made it to 33 minutes. :-) It felt like I the first time I stepped on the treadmill in years! The first 10 minutes of running was the toughest until I was warmed up and into a zone. I walked one minute before picking up the pace again for another 10 minutes of running. This second set seemed to move quicker and gave me hope that I could do the whole 30 today. After my last one minute walk, I once again picked up the pace, and it was tough! I was sweating like a pig, my legs were tired, my lungs hurt and my feet felt like bricks crashing the treadmill with each step. I decided to take my pulse after the 8 minute mark and felt some concern for my heart!!! My pulse was up to 280!!!!!!!!!! Totally freaked out, I slowed to a brisk walk for 2 minutes to slow my heart rate before doing a slow jog of 3.5mph to finish up the last 2 minutes of my run.
How did I feel when I finished? Elated!!!!!!!!!!!! I completed Day 1 of my training. Oh...did I say training? Hmm, I forgot to mention that I have spent the last two weeks telling my family and friends I am going to do a 5km run in October. I had not signed up, only googled local runs to find out when there was a scheduled race before the weather got too cold! When I told one particular friend, who happens to be a twice Ironman competitor, she said, "Well maybe I'll do it with you!" Eek!!! Oh drat, was she calling my bluff? I hadn't even signed up, just looked for one to talk about and maybe, perhaps, think about entering.
Guess what? Before signing on tonight to blog, I did it! I registered to participate in a 5km race!! I felt a jolt of fear, and my fingers are still cold, upon hitting the submit key, but it's done, paid for, set in stone, or at least cyber stone anyway.
Truthbtold, I have always wanted to enter a big race, with tons of entrants, just to be able to start with the big crowd and cross the finish line at the end. It's on my bucket list, but I don't actually call it a bucket list.
So now you know, my secret is out! I am finally going to do it, a 5km race. I have set a goal for myself.
Egad.....wish me luck with Day 2.
Monday, August 31, 2009
photographic memories
I should be sleeping, but here I sit at my computer. How can I sleep when so many things are racing through my mind?
I've just uploaded several images to an online photo contest as I do at the end of every summer. I love taking pictures and have hundreds as proof. I also love the excitement I feel knowing so many people will be looking at my photos! Will this be the year one of my pictures is chosen? It would be so cool! The photos I keep all mean something to me. They capture the moments, people, animals, views, sites I want to remember forever. (As much as I hate to admit it, my memory is not what it used to be.....eek, turning 44 does that to a person!)
I have to wait for at least a month before any decisions will be made and then almost three months to see the winning pictures. The anticipation is thrilling! Fingers crossed and putting it out there to the great universe.
It's not the camera I want to win, it's seeing a photograph I've taken published in a magazine. Wouldn't it be fun to be a take photographs for a living.
Well........I don't know if anyone out there is reading, but if you are, please cross your fingers for me too! :-)
I've just uploaded several images to an online photo contest as I do at the end of every summer. I love taking pictures and have hundreds as proof. I also love the excitement I feel knowing so many people will be looking at my photos! Will this be the year one of my pictures is chosen? It would be so cool! The photos I keep all mean something to me. They capture the moments, people, animals, views, sites I want to remember forever. (As much as I hate to admit it, my memory is not what it used to be.....eek, turning 44 does that to a person!)
I have to wait for at least a month before any decisions will be made and then almost three months to see the winning pictures. The anticipation is thrilling! Fingers crossed and putting it out there to the great universe.
It's not the camera I want to win, it's seeing a photograph I've taken published in a magazine. Wouldn't it be fun to be a take photographs for a living.
Well........I don't know if anyone out there is reading, but if you are, please cross your fingers for me too! :-)
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