|September 11, 2014||Posted by Presley under Life||
Today is my mom’s birthday! We’ll be meeting up with my parents tonight to eat dinner and feed some goats. Don’t worry, it’s totally normal.
Instead of writing my usual Thursday Thoughts post today, I’m logging off of the computer (and phone!) for the rest of the evening. This will be a monumental task for me, but I want to make sure that I’m present today.
In honor of September 11th, I’m going to focus on my family even more than usual. If my boy wants 10,000 cups of chocolate milk, I’m going to make that happen. If he wants to play trains, I’m going to play the mess out of some trains. I might even not have a panic attack when he leaves them all over the house. We’ll see.
I’m closing comments on this because I don’t want you to waste your time here. Go do something awesome with the people you love (like drinking chocolate milk and playing trains, obviously). Put some positivity out there in the world. Like, right now. GO.
|September 10, 2014||Posted by Presley under Fitness, Workout|
Hey y’all! Remember when I talked about filming a workout on Monday? Well, I guess it’s time to share that bad boy. Honestly, I had fun coming up with this one because I based it off of things we do at recess. I taught my kids how to play hopscotch last week and they loved it. While I was hopping back and forth, I realized that it was actually a killer workout. Fitness can be a blast when it’s in the name of fun, you know? You can also learn that way, but that’s a post for another day. Sight word hopscotch, for the win.
The following workout is a circuit, so it’s very similar to what I always post. The main difference is that it includes moves that remind me of the types of games we played as kids. Tossing a ball? Yeah, totally nailed it back then. It just seems a bit harder now that I’m doing it with a med ball.
Med Ball Sit Up Tosses: Lie flat on your back with knees bent, holding a medicine ball above your head. Contract your abs to lift your chest toward your knees, keeping the medicine ball overhead. Lower the ball to your chest and throw it into the air. Catch it and slowly return to the starting position. It’s the ultimate game of catch, y’all.
Cross Jacks: Stand up with your feet more than hip-width distance apart and your arms straight out to your sides. Jump up while crossing your right arm over your left arm and your right leg over your left leg. Immediately reverse the motion and return to the starting position. Repeat with your left arm and leg on top of your right. Essentially, this is just a jumping jack that makes you look a little nuts.
Med Ball Lying Leg Raises: Lie on your back and place a medicine ball between your ankles. Start with your legs elevated, with your feet almost directly above your hips. Allow your legs to drop straight down as far as possible without touching the floor. You’re fighting gravity here, people. Immediately bring your legs back up to the starting position.
Hopscotch Squats: Squat down with feet about hip-width distance apart. While remaining in a squatted position, jump your feet together. Continue jumping in and out (kind of like hopscotch!) while making sure you stay in as deep a squat as possible.
Crab Walk Toe Touches: Lie on your back and then lift yourself onto your hands and feet into crab position. Step forward with your right arm and leg, then immediately step forward with your left arm and leg. It’s just your basic crab walk from elementary school, if you remember those! Lift your right leg and reach your left arm toward it above you. Take two more “steps” and then lift your left leg and reach toward it with your right arm. It sounds way more complicated than it is when I try to type it out.
Hope your Wednesday is going well! If you try this workout, let me know! I didn’t realize how much stronger I was as a child until I tried crab walking again. Tough stuff.
Question: What workout or exercise is most FUN to you?
|September 9, 2014||Posted by Presley under Life|
Good morning! I’m a little excited today, because I’m sitting downstairs taking my sweet time getting ready to go to school. I worked out later than usual last night, so I’m pretending the shower I took at 9 pm was recent enough to count for today. Totally counts, right? While I’m sippin’ away at my coffee this morning, I thought I might as well get a post done.
Every so often, I’ll get asked things like “How do you get everything done?” or “How do you find time in the day?”. My first thought is to just laugh hysterically. I never feel like I get everything done or that there is enough time in the day. Instead of getting on here and trying to explain all of that, it seemed easier to just show what a typical day right now looks like. I love reading “Day in the Life” posts when other people share them, so I guess it’s only fitting for me to slap one up, too. This is a peek into my Monday (aka yesterday).
Wake up and have no idea who I am, where I am, or what day it is. I was sleeping hard. I roll around trying to convince myself to actually get out of bed. It takes a few attempts, but I finally crawl out of there like a scene from The Ring.
I shower and get ready for the day. I slather on my miracle workers (otherwise known as makeup) to help me look like a functioning member of society. I stare at the bags under my eyes and wonder if they would meet the standard weight and size requirements for a US Air carry-on. I pull out the concealer.
I skip curling my hair, so that I have time to make eggs and coffee. Sacrifices, am I right? I make my eggs in the microwave. Power level 7 + stirring them every 30 minutes makes them almost perfect. I add a crap ton of cheese, though, so it really doesn’t matter if they were cardboard.
The little man wakes up and makes me hand him a chocolate milk. We turn on the Disney channel and watch for a few minutes while I change him into his outfit and tell him how awesome school will be. He doesn’t believe me.
We get to his daycare and he half-heartedly gives me a thumbs up. When I actually take him in, though, he melts down. I hate Mondays, too, kid. He almost rips my shirt off while the teacher peels him off of me. I try not to cry as I run to the car.
I get to work and I have a letter in my box. This stuff makes my day every single time. I start to wonder what furry stairs are.
We eat lunch at 10, which is now when I expect lunch on the weekends. It’s an issue. I have a salad with shrimp and a million other toppings. I went a little wild when I made this week’s jars.
School’s out! Mondays call for cheap coffee on the drive to get my boy. I think my coffee looks weird, but I drink it anyway.
When Maddux and I get home, we play trains and eat a snack. And by play trains, I mean I’m allowed to watch him play. He is so serious about his train tracks that I can’t touch them. He perfects his tracks and then I clap. Times 3,000. Somewhere around here, Ryne comes home from work. He is greeted like a king. Dads have it made.
We go outside to play. I film a quick workout while Ryne and the toddler practice their chip shots in the backyard. We all look ridiculous in one way or another.
We preheat the grill and prepare the dough for pizza. I swear we grill them at least once a week. Tonight I grab the ingredients for white, veggie, and buffalo shrimp. I get way too excited about it.
Ryne does all the actual cooking, because he says I always mess it up. Accurate. I get too distracted for grilling, so I burn the crust 99% of the time. He sits and stares at the grill, so his are always perfect.
Time to eat! I burn my mouth about thirty times, and my son won’t even touch his pizza. I question if we’re even related. He eats a banana and a cheese stick instead. I eat his pizza off of his plate. Fair enough.
The filthy toddler (kids are always dirty, I swear!) gets a bath and he sings some song I can’t make out. I love his age right now. He refuses to let me help him wash up, so he tries to do it on his own. Big stuff. We dry him off and get him in his pajamas, and then we all watch Tangled until we put him to bed.
One of us is now asleep, so I can’t convince myself to workout because I’m jealous. I want to be asleep. I play on the internet instead of working out or sleeping.
I finally convince myself to throw some shoes on and go for a quick run on the treadmill. I choose a preset workout, because who has the brain capacity to think this late? Not me. It was a sprint interval workout that lasted thirty minutes and changed the pace every minute or two. Just interesting enough to keep me on there.
I chug some water, eat a cheese stick (we love them in our house), and get in bed. My hair soaks my pillow but I sleep on it anyway. I crash hard.
So, yeah. I don’t actually get that much accomplished, I just pretend to be busy all day. Things I didn’t do that I was supposed to do: participate in a Twitter chat, write a blog post draft, create a PDF in Photoshop, clean up the house, and about a million other things. I never go to bed feeling like I got it all done. Is that bad? I hope that’s pretty common, or I’m going to feel like a huge loser. Well, I better go! My little sleeping beauty will be up any second and I need to have his chocolate milk ready and waiting. He’s such a diva.
|September 8, 2014||Posted by Presley under Fitness, Life, Running|
Another weekend has come and gone. I swear they are shorter and shorter every week. This shorter-than-ever weekend was jam packed with events due to my cousin getting married! This is a big deal considering I’m the oldest and I still picture them as toddlers. Everything, especially the bride, was absolutely perfect. I’m not going to post any pictures really, since I think it would just take away from all of the amazing pictures that the photographer will be sharing! My blurry iPhone pictures just won’t do it justice, you know?
Right now I’m rushing around the house trying to get us fed, ready, and out of the door. It’s a small miracle every day that we are wearing matching socks and have brushed teeth. Real talk. Since I have no time for shenanigans, let’s keep this recap short and sweet. Let’s go with five words per picture today. That sounds about right.
We Have Eyes. I Swear.
See, He Loves Me Sometimes.
Toddler Swag Was On Point
Real Reason People Love Weddings
Cousins Tearin’ Up The “Club”
Breakfast Of Freaking Champions. Clearly.
Teachable Moments With French Fries
On the exercise front, this was the first weekend that I got in a solid TWO workouts. That makes me a superhero, so I’m pretty much unstoppable at this point. Watch out Monday, because I’m on a freaking roll.
Friday, before heading to the rehearsal dinner, I played around with my new suspension trainer and ran for thirty minutes on the treadmill. Saturday I did a quick lower body workout and worked with the med ball. Neither workout took more than half an hour and yet I am so ridiculously sore. Success. I took a rest day Sunday, because I had important things to do like eat Hardees and pretend that late nights don’t affect me now that I’m “old”.
The best part of my workouts this weekend, by far, was the treadmill. I usually refer to it as the dreadmill, so this is big news. I tricked myself into having fun by trying out one of the preset workouts that I’d never tried before. Instant entertainment and fear, since I had no idea what was coming my way. It ended up being a really tough (for me) hill tempo run. My legs hate me, but it kept me from remembering how boring the treadmill can be. There’s no real point to sharing this except to maybe entice you to try it out the next time you’re lacking motivation. If it can get me moving on the weekend, it must work.
Question 1: Do you love or hate the treadmill? At this point, I’m in full-on love/hate mode, I think.
Question 2: How cute are toddlers in suits? The only acceptable answer is SO cute.