<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567</id><updated>2011-08-26T07:35:13.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Steps at a Time</title><subtitle type='html'>A shared blog of two thirtysomething parents looking to live a more healthy life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-7502146983047925395</id><published>2011-03-13T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T15:31:02.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the Plan Stan.......Get on The Bus Gus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K18Yp-Kjs6Q/TX0ofzHiDsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Jt7t6gDstuY/s1600/27602goalsposters1%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K18Yp-Kjs6Q/TX0ofzHiDsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Jt7t6gDstuY/s320/27602goalsposters1%255B2%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583663639772139202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it has been a long time since I have been on here. First, a quick update: I rejoined &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/index.aspx"&gt;Weight Watchers&lt;/a&gt; at the end of January.  I have lost 8 pounds from then until now. I am kind of slacking off, so I am re-committing to tracking every day. I really like the new pointsplus program. I am eating healthy(free fruits!) and I usually don't feel deprived or hungry! I have been exercising sporadically on the treadmill since January. We lucked into buying a treadmill which is great but I like exercising outside a lot better. This winter has made it hard though.  Winter has seemed like an eternity! I am hoping that spring is right around the corner......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the reason for the poster on the side(I totally snagged this off this &lt;a href="http://www.tallmomontherun.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;). Marc and I decided to enter a race together. For the last few weeks I have been bugging him to enter a 5k with me so that I would have a goal and motivation. Well after looking around he found this &lt;a href="http://outrunthesun.kintera.org/faf/help/helpEventInfo.asp?ievent=454692&amp;amp;lis=1&amp;amp;kntae454692=BC9F88E2EC684BD78108E74B940B5DA7"&gt;race&lt;/a&gt;. We think it would be cool to do this race because Marc's dad had melanoma. If you notice though, the competitive race is 5 miles.  I want to do the 5 mile race.  The thing is I haven't been running consistently. I would need to start the C25k all over again to work up to the 3.1 miles then I would have to work up to the 5 miles. Marc's quote this a.m. about it "You would really need to work to be able to do it." Well, duh! So my plan is this: I will be doing Walk Away the Pounds for the next week and a half because this week is going to be super busy, I have this chest cold I am recovering from, and the following week is spring break and we will be out of town for a few days(to a place in the mountains w/no treadmill).  On March 24th I will start with W1D1 of couch 2 5k. I would actually end C25k with only a week to build up to running two more miles.  So maybe it would be crazy to do the 5 mile race. No matter what I am going to start running/jogging again,YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Edit: After some thought, I will start with week 3 day 1 on March 24th. I will try this and if I feel comfortable then I will continue training from there.  That will give me more time to build up to 5 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1 Question + 1 Random Question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 What do you think? Should I just do the 5k or do you think I could do the 5 miler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*Now I am not sure what to do, I need to decide before it is time to register. I am not that experienced at races (I have only ran one other 5k). So any, words of wisdom would be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Random Question: Are you on daylight savings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*We are and I can't stand it.  My eyelids feel all heavy today(like I said I am sick so this might have something to do with my eyes feeling like there are small boulders resting a top them) and we ate lunch at 2:30 in the afternoon.  We are all discombobulated around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-7502146983047925395?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/7502146983047925395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2011/03/heres-plan-stanget-on-bus-gus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/7502146983047925395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/7502146983047925395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2011/03/heres-plan-stanget-on-bus-gus.html' title='Here&apos;s the Plan Stan.......Get on The Bus Gus'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K18Yp-Kjs6Q/TX0ofzHiDsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Jt7t6gDstuY/s72-c/27602goalsposters1%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-4068305572379998082</id><published>2011-01-15T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:07:21.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Give Away at Friends for Weight Loss</title><content type='html'>There is a wonderful give away going on at &lt;a href="http://www.friendsforweightloss.com/"&gt;http://www.friendsforweightloss.com/&lt;/a&gt;.  Head on over there to see what you could win. But I am really hoping that it will be me!  It is what I need to get going either that I will need to start going to meetings!  Any way, I will be back later to do some real blogging.  Right now check out the link!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-4068305572379998082?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/4068305572379998082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-give-away-at-friends-for-weight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4068305572379998082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4068305572379998082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-give-away-at-friends-for-weight.html' title='Great Give Away at Friends for Weight Loss'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-7108574165268009980</id><published>2010-11-28T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T19:31:15.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So You Had A Bad Day..........</title><content type='html'>I am just feeling blah right now.  I think it is the holiday let down and the idea of going back to work.  When I said this to Marc earlier today he just gave me a funny look like I am crazy.  Maybe I am.  I did have a wonderful break spent with family and friends.  It just went too fast.  Now we have 18 days of school until Christmas break (my lucky boys have only 15).  Not that I am counting or anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my goals for the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exercise:  Cardio x3,  C25k week 1 and Jillian Michaels Shred 3 days wk 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eats:  Track points every day this week. Measure portions.  Drink 48 oz. of water each day.  No eating after 8 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to start this journey!  Any one care to join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to bed, vacation is over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-7108574165268009980?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/7108574165268009980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-you-had-bad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/7108574165268009980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/7108574165268009980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-you-had-bad-day.html' title='So You Had A Bad Day..........'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-3219709228982342685</id><published>2010-11-26T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T01:26:06.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Verse Same As The First</title><content type='html'>Wow, the last time I wrote anything on here was on June 29th, that is a long time.  Time got away from me I guess or more honestly I am embarrassed to say that I just kind of fell off on my running.  I did run the 5k on July 4th.  I didn't run the whole time because of issues with my allergies/asthma but finished in 36:30.  Then my allergies got worse and worse and summer got hotter and hotter and I just stopped putting the effort into the running.  I am sad about it and every time I think about it I get that feeling of loss inside of me.  A matter of fact, on the very rainy drive home from Cincinnati today, U2's "Beautiful Day" came on the radio and I got that feeling inside of me.  That song is on either W8 or W9 of the running mix I would train with.  It is like I am missing an old friend.  Now it is winter and we do not own a treadmill.  I guess if I truly miss it I would just suck it up and run outside after school.  I don't know but I gotta do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am getting a little ahead of myself here though.  If you read the title of this post and you know me then you can probably guess what is coming..........I am going to talk about how I have gained weight, how I need to do Weight Watchers again, and how I need to get an exercise routine.  This is what I keep saying over and over again in my life heck it could be verse 10 same as the first.  Obviously something is not working because I shouldn't be having so many do overs with this area of my life either that or I am really slow learner.  Usually when I start feeling like all these issues need to be worked on I jump right in and just try to do what I always do but this time I have really been thinking about the why, how,what, and the things I know.  I want this to be honest, realistic, life changing, on-going, satisfy(in the sense of contentment), and healthy. So without further ado here are the things I have been thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is going to take time and there is going to be trial and error.  It has taken me several months to gain this weight.  It will take several months to get it back off and a life time to keep it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This requires work and preparation.  I will need to plan my exercise and my meals.  I don't want to become obsessed with food, points for foods, and planning exercise but for awhile it will probably need to be that way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to allow myself the privilege of taking care of myself.  I am not being selfish if I take time to exercise.  It does not mean that I love the people in my life less if I put my needs first every once in awhile.  A matter of fact, it is a way of showing love to them because I want to be healthy so that I will be around for them later in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to find a way to deal with stress, my emotions, and other people that doesn't involve food.  If I am stressed(i.e. at work I will eat candy bars, at home ice cream), if I am happy/sad I eat, and if I don't know how to deal with people I eat.  Food has to stop being my soother in these situations.  Exercise will obviously help a great deal with the stress.  I also think a journal would help with the emotions and people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to feel better.  Remembering what it feels like after a run, that feeling of accomplishment and happiness, that is what I need to focus on.  Remembering the day in PetSmart that I picked up the 20 pounds of dog food and thinking this is what you have lost(now gained back, no wonder I feel crappy).  I know putting fruit, vegetables, less fat, water, and wholesome foods in my body makes me feel better.  I need to focus on those things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would really like to be a role model for my husband and sons.  If I start changing my habits then maybe they will look up to that and make changes too.  My hope is that we become a healthy, active family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is about the most absurd time to start anything.  Christmas is 4 weeks away.  I already know of 6 different gatherings that we will be going to that will have food.  But not starting now would be absurd too because there are always going to be situations to deal with.  Get over it and just deal.  I know how to cope in those situations!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am going to need to join TOPS so that I have the weekly accountability of getting weighed by someone.  I need that, I wish I didn't but I do.  I have been "trying to do it on my own" for several months and it is not working.  I need accountability.  I am considering going to weight watchers for a week just to get the low down on the new program but I think I can probably just look around the internet after next week and find what I need.  TOPS is a lot cheaper.  Hopefully, I will get stickers or something if I lose each week.  I am just like a little kid when it comes to that kind of stuff :o).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It might be hard to exercise for a while after my surgery(I am going to have sinus surgery in January) but I can still watch what I eat.  Plus, it is November right now January is a month and a half away.  So get your butt in gear girl!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I CAN DO ANYTHING that I put my mind to and with the Lord's help.  I CAN DO THIS!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So these are the things I know.  I also know that it is 4 in the morning(I guess Marc going to Wally World for deals was good for me getting this post written) and that I am tired.  Either tomorrow evening or Saturday I will write about how I am going to do this.  I have probably written about those goals before too but seeing words written out are powerful to me.  The bed is calling my name.  I will leave you with a quote from the book "The Traveler's Gift" by Andy Andrews:&lt;br /&gt;"I am saying that outside influences are not responsible for where you are mentally, physically, spiritually, emotionally, or financially.  You have chosen the pathway to your present destination.  The responsibility for your situation is yours."&lt;br /&gt;"Our thinking creates a pathway to success or failure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Marc is home. Nighty Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-3219709228982342685?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/3219709228982342685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/11/second-verse-same-as-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/3219709228982342685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/3219709228982342685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/11/second-verse-same-as-first.html' title='Second Verse Same As The First'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-6804443059498842385</id><published>2010-06-29T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T20:04:38.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to Run!</title><content type='html'>On Saturday I will be running in my first &lt;a href="http://cityofgreencastle.com/documents/5K%20Registration%20Form.pdf"&gt;5k&lt;/a&gt;.  I am excited and a little nervous.  I ran tonight for 30 minutes straight which according to C25k should be 3.1 miles.  When I got home, I stretched then the family and I went out out looking for &lt;a href="http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/04/c25k-w1-and-w2.html"&gt;Roscoe&lt;/a&gt;(my running partner who forgets to run back home with me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Squirrel!"&lt;/span&gt;).  We also measured my distance.  I ran 2.5 miles in thirty minutes.  Now I felt good while doing it and I could have ran more so maybe I won't be in too bad of shape on Saturday.  My goal is just to run the whole race.  I am a little nervous because I will be running with a couple of friends.  I am unsure of their speed(they may run faster/slower than me) and if they will want to run the whole time.  Marc says I should be up front with them and just tell them my goal.  He said I need to decide if I am doing the race to be social or to reach a goal.  Hopefully, it can be both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is funny because I was thinking tonight about how much weight I could be losing if I was really watching what I was eating along with the running.  I think eating an ice cream cone after finishing tonight probably defeats the purpose.  I have talked about Weight Watchers before but the thought of measuring and counting points for food seems so tedious to me.  My new goal should be to eat fruits, vegetables, and non-processed foods.  I do have &lt;a href="http://www.eatcleandiet.com/"&gt;The Eat Clean Diet &lt;/a&gt;book to read.  Maybe that will help.&lt;br /&gt;I am also wondering if &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jillian-Michaels-30-Day-Shred/dp/B00127RAJY"&gt;Jillian's 30 Day Shred &lt;/a&gt;would be easier this time around if I stuck with it.  I really feel like my endurance is a lot better since starting C25k.  To be honest last week I did week 7 didn't run for several days and just went to week 9 because of the 5k on Saturday.  I was able to skip week 8 and not tell a difference.  I think I really need to come up with a plan combining running and other exercise, working on consistency, speed for the running, and perseverance.  So I guess I have some goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;run the whole 5k on Saturday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;continue running on a regular basis, work on speed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;incorporate other exercise into my routine be consistent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat 5-6 servings of fruits and vegetables each day, research a new eating plan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So there you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish up by saying how much I enjoying running!  It is a great release for me and I feel so good after wards!  Some things that has helped me is the &lt;a href="http://runningintoshape.com/5k-training-downloads/"&gt;music &lt;/a&gt;that I run to and facebook.  There is a lot of people who read my status updates and kept me accountable. So thanks!  Running has shown me that if I make up mind about something, don't give up, and work hard that I can do anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-6804443059498842385?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/6804443059498842385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/06/ready-to-run.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6804443059498842385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6804443059498842385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/06/ready-to-run.html' title='Ready to Run!'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-8470609031334073358</id><published>2010-06-21T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T09:45:04.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter That A Bigger Person Wouldn't Feel The Need To Write</title><content type='html'>To Whom It May Concern,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to write and say "Thank You".  Thank you for turning my family's life upside down almost two months ago.  When you decided to fire my husband for misuse of company e-mail without any warning or reprimand even though he had worked for the agency for 12 years without any form of written reprimand in those twelve years, I am sure that you had the best interests of the employees and the youth in mind.  After all this "misuse" was my husband sharing his faith and encouraging an employee.  Yes, that rates right up there with an employee looking at porn at work or sending inappropriate messages to another employee.  So here is the first thank you because I now know what would considered inappropriate e-mail in the future.  I am sure you have done a stellar job of checking on other employees in the agency and their e-mail accounts in the past two months.  You know, employees who should be supervising staff or the youth and are instead on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;, twittering, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;, or checking e-mail.  I am sure they will be fired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I want to say thanks for is the fact that we are doing a much better job of being aware of our money now.  The first thing we had to decide when this happened is that our children would not be getting the swing set that we had been promising them for two summers.  Wow thanks for saving us that extra expense and fun.  I am sure your children are enjoying something new since you got promoted since you made your decision about my husband.  I guess my children are learning a life lesson yours never will, sometimes you have to do without not by your choice but by choices made by other people.  We are really trying to be better thinkers finding ways to save money and do things for free this summer.  One other thing, you know that our new insurance sucks?  I mean it causes me to be sick to my stomach at the thought of one us getting sick because we would be in a big mess with the bills. So thanks for making me appreciate our health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so nice to get up every day and wonder if this will be day that he gets a call from someone who wants to hire him.  Jobs are scarce but this is something you don't care about obviously.  The stress, worry, and sleepless nights have helped me stay on a schedule for running because it keeps those things at bay.  Too bad Marc doesn't do something like that, I think sometimes he will get ill from the pressure he is under(which in turn has do with the new insurance because that would mean a bill). I am sure you are sleeping well.  What would you have to feel guilty about besides packing up my husband's office and firing him because of your own agenda.  I mean I am sure you never think about the consequences of that one decision, why would you?  I mean you didn't think of it at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only true thing I do want to thank you for is this:  I thank you for my new appreciation for my husband.  No he doesn't have a job right now but that doesn't matter because he is a person of morals, standards, and integrity.  He is a man of God, who stands up for what he believes in.  He works hard every day looking for jobs that don't seem to be there, all with keeping his chin up(most of the time).  As parents we have a great responsibility to raise our children in a way that they will become upstanding adults in society.  I am proud to say that our boys have Marc as a role model.  You might consider what you are teaching your children with your actions.  Heck you might think about what you are teaching the troubled youth you are working with.  Too bad you don't have my husband as an employee any more.  He is worth more than you can even fathom.  It is your loss and a future employers gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you have already let all this go, I am sure you did two months ago.  I just hope that now I can too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;****Yes this is still a blog about exercise and health.  Part of being healthy is letting things out and not keeping them inside.  I promise I will write a post soon about C25K.  I can run for 25 minutes straight now and I am hoping to enter a 5k soon.  Thanks for letting me vent!  Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-8470609031334073358?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/8470609031334073358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/06/letter-that-bigger-person-wouldn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/8470609031334073358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/8470609031334073358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/06/letter-that-bigger-person-wouldn.html' title='A Letter That A Bigger Person Wouldn&apos;t Feel The Need To Write'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-4743289650682211151</id><published>2010-04-30T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:19:38.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks A Lot...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lately, my family and I have been going through some difficult times.  Things have been hard.  I really feel like I am being tested and judged in a lot of ways.  There have been days where my eyes have burned from tears that were waiting to be shed.  My heart has felt heavy and I haven't always dealt with the tough times in the best way.  The "Good Christian Girl" would never admit what I am about to admit so that either means I am not a "Good" girl or it means really none of us are.  This not so good girl has been have thoughts like this during the difficult times: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thanks a lot God".  &lt;/span&gt;Now it would be great if the tone of that was praising, joyful, respectful but the truth is the tone is more angry, resentful, and hurtful.  Read it again with those words in mind.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks a lot God. &lt;/span&gt;Yep, not very good or Christian like.  I know this so then I start feeling guilty, shameful.  I was carrying that guilt and shame along with the hurt and anger around like a boulder for a couple of days. I started feeling heavy emotionally and physically from the weight of it all.  A boulder is heavy.  Especially one that is there because you are mad at God! Now I have been working up to running a 5k and my last training day for that week was around this time.  I kept putting the run off all day. Why would I want to run when I had a boulder on my back?  The weather was windy and intermittent rain had been falling throughout the day.  Well, there seemed to be a "window" of clear weather so I set out to get the run over with.  Every thing started out fine and then it was time for my first run.  As soon as I started I felt the first drops of rain.  Now I could have turned around and went back home, it wasn't that far but I told myself a "real" runner wouldn't quit.  So I kept going. Instead of getting better it just kept getting worse.  The rain was blowing in my eyes so I couldn't see that well, my clothes were soaked and heavy, it was cold, and really uncomfortable!  But I didn't stop. I kept going.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Real runners don't quit.  A little rain is nothing."  &lt;/span&gt;Then just like it started it suddenly stopped and the sun came out.  I wiped the rain from eyes and I saw how beautiful my surroundings were.  The sun warmed my face.  It sparkled on the road causing me to smile.  Although the sun was sandwiched between two fierce, black clouds it was shining with brilliance.  Then a voice whispered across my soul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Real Christians don't give up either.  A little trouble is nothing.  I can handle it if you just let Me."   &lt;/span&gt;I probably would have stopped right in my tracks if I wasn't exercising.  My body didn't stop but my mind did.  It stopped whirling with guilt and worry instead I just felt at peace about it all.  My life is kind of like my run that day.  I started out with a plan of running in dry weather and ended up running in a sudden downpour.  In my life I have a plan of how I think everything and everyone should be.  Then God may put a downpour in my life(maybe stress or work issues or a child who doesn't behave or finances) to show me that life isn't how I plan it but how He plans it.  My job is to not to give up, to follow His will, and to trust.  Sure there will still be storms but even in a storm there can beauty if I just wipe the rain from my eyes to see.  The sun does appear after a storm. I want to be there with my face turned upward, arms held high saying with adoration every time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thanks a lot God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially sin that so easily trips us up.  And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us.  Hebrews 12:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-4743289650682211151?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/4743289650682211151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/04/thanks-lot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4743289650682211151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4743289650682211151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/04/thanks-lot.html' title='Thanks A Lot...........'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-4638594588308907772</id><published>2010-04-14T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:26:15.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couch 2 5k W3D1</title><content type='html'>Are you getting tired of hearing about C25k?  I am excited I guess.  Well I think I am. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I did D1W3.   It was hard and hot(that's what she said**sorry too many Office episodes).  Anyway, I made the mistake of trying a new course and sure enough when she came on and said "Okay here is your first 3 minute run.  Ready, set , go!"  I was running up a steep hill.  I walked just a little but I am counting it because I ran all the rest of the sets.   The thing is now I just feel physically tired and mentally beat up.  I think part of it is allergy related and part of it is that I haven't been sleeping well because of our dog Chloe.  Tomorrow I am going to run on a course I know so I don't encounter a steep hill.  I need to go to bed earlier tonight too.  Hopefully that will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Any other suggestions???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-4638594588308907772?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/4638594588308907772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/04/couch-2-5k-w3d1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4638594588308907772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4638594588308907772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/04/couch-2-5k-w3d1.html' title='Couch 2 5k W3D1'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-4604129970344001282</id><published>2010-04-10T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T06:49:41.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C25K W1 and W2</title><content type='html'>Sooo, I have been doing the Couch 2 5k running plan.  It is basically interval training where you walk then run for an allotted amount of time.  I have completed week 1, it was pretty easy.  Run for 60 seconds recover for 90 seconds by walking.  I have done two days so far of week 2.  The first day kicked my butt.  It was a very windy day so basically the whole time that I was running/walking the wind was hitting me in the face directly or from the side.  There was moment when I was running that I felt like I was just running in place.  The last 90 second run that I did I just kept repeating to myself "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me!"  It was hard but I did it!  I also think that part of the problem was that I hadn't drank enough water for the day so I was dehydrated.  I came home and immediately downed a bottle of water.&lt;br /&gt;Last nights run was better.  It was less windy and the run segments seemed easier.  Although, I know now not to eat two small pieces of pizza for pre-run fuel(duh).  I kept burping and had heartburn by the end.  I usually like to eat almonds or pb and banana.  I guess that is what I need to stick to!  It is funny but I really didn't feel like running(I am not sure if I should call what I am doing running yet because I am walking part of the time) but I knew that there are people who know about what I am trying to do and I didn't want to seem like a slacker for them or myself.  It is funny that facebook is keeping me accountable to this training.  I do feel great now that I did it.  I really like it and I look forward to doing it.  I haven't walked once during any of the runs which makes me feel proud.&lt;br /&gt;Something I am not so proud of is my eating habits.  I have been indulging in some Reeses Peanut Eggs that I got for a $1 at Wal-mart the day after Easter.  I haven't been keeping track of what I am eating and it shows on the scales.  Plus over all I just feel crappy.  So I guess I need to run and jump back on the Weight Watchers wagon.  I want to lose weight but what I really want is to feel better and be healthier!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday Marc will get on here and write something.  He is supposed to be running a 5k with me but I haven't seen him run yet.  I know he will though.  It is too bad we can't run together but that would mean that we would have to leave our 5 &amp;amp; 8 year old sons home alone and authorities seem to frown on that!  So for the time being this is my running partner.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62xegWQ5KiY/S8B_7kJSAVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/65PEWkPgsFk/s1600/IMG_2947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62xegWQ5KiY/S8B_7kJSAVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/65PEWkPgsFk/s200/IMG_2947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458503409664655698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of our dogs.  His name is Roscoe.  He is a pretty good running partner but he keeps running off to chase bunnies or other dogs or cows.   He does help me feel protected in case some crazy in a car decides to stop and kidnap me while I am running.  Or at least I hope he would protect me unless of course he is chasing a squirrel somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you run with your dog? or do you have a human running partner? or do you prefer to run alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-4604129970344001282?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/4604129970344001282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/04/c25k-w1-and-w2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4604129970344001282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4604129970344001282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/04/c25k-w1-and-w2.html' title='C25K W1 and W2'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_62xegWQ5KiY/S8B_7kJSAVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/65PEWkPgsFk/s72-c/IMG_2947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-6012129394909396511</id><published>2010-03-27T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:06:00.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>A few random things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lost 1 pound the week before vacation.  I exercised three times and wrote down every thing that I ate with points.  The result: only a pound.  Hmm, I will keep going.  21 day dang it(with a slight hiatus for spring break vacation)!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We just returned from a fabulous vacation in the Smokey Mountains.  I indulged in all kinds of "bad" things like chips, drinks, and two separate meals that were probably 1,000 calories each(&lt;a href="http://www.applewoodfarmhouserestaurant.com/home.html"&gt;Applewood&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Bookmarks%20Toolbar%20Most%20Visited%20http://www.facebook.com/%20http://www.youtube.com/%20http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#%21/?ref=home%20https://login.facebook.com/login.php?login_attempt=1%20http://www.facebook.com/home.php?%20http://www.google.com/firefox?client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official%20http://facebook.com/%20http://en-us.start3.mozilla.com/firefox?client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official%20http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#%21/home.php?sk=lf%20http://mail.yahoo.com/?.refer=slv&amp;amp;.intl=us%20http://stormpc.com/ww/2/button2.gif%20http://www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/central/%20http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/rss/-/2/hi/default.stm"&gt;Flapjacks&lt;/a&gt;).  A good time was had by all!  It was vacation, I REFUSE to feel guilty!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the same vacation our family took a 5.6 hike through the &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/grsm/index.htm"&gt;The Great Smokey Mountains National Park&lt;/a&gt;.  It was a beautiful day with gorgeous scenery!  I think I would like to take up hiking as a hobby at least geocaching.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marc and I made a pact today that we will run a 5k together this spring.  I am going to start training using  the couch to 5k program (C25k).  Confession: I have never been a runner.  I was talking today about how one time I was made to run a mile for time in Strength and Conditioning class in high school.  I think I cried during the mile and spewed words of hate towards the teacher under my breath.  Marc so kindly pointed out to me after my story "Gee honey you were probably in pretty good shape back then too."  Thanks honey for the encouragement!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am glad we had a vacation but in the next few weeks life is going to get crazy busy.  Carson starts soccer practices and games.  Jackson starts baseball practices and games.  I have to clean out and pack up my classroom to move to another classroom. Kindergarten Round Up for Carse(sniff).  Easter holiday.  Spring!  Relay for Life! Fundraisers for baseball.  May birthdays and our anniversary!  Plus everyday life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have dvred "&lt;a href="http://www.jamieoliver.com/campaigns/jamies-food-revolution"&gt;Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution&lt;/a&gt;".  I am waiting for Marc to finish playing the wii so that I can watch it.  Is it a little sick of me to be excited about watching the sad state of America's eating habits and especially school lunches?  or maybe I am just excited to see Jamie Oliver's cute face and hear his cute British accent.  That is sick too, huh?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a good book by Liz Curtis Higgs called "Embrace Grace".  It is really good and I especially like the questions at the end of each chapter.  The book is really helping me become more focused on God and my relationship with him.  Not bad for a $5.99 book!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Well, this entirely too long and probably no one has read all of this or any of it but it feels good to share even if it is for myself.  If you did read all this I would love to have you comment, even if it is just a "hey whats up"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-6012129394909396511?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/6012129394909396511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6012129394909396511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6012129394909396511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-8235962168211518030</id><published>2010-03-12T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:42:11.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>Right now I am feeling all mellow and relaxed.  Probably because I just had pizza and Oliver Winery Sangria wine.  It was all yummy!   It was the perfect ending to this week or a great beginning for the weekend, it is all about perspective you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a couple of weeks ago(March 2nd to be exact), I woke up feeling horrible.  I was nauseous, my bones ached, and I just felt blah.  I took a sick day but I think really that it was a mental health day.  My work has been really stressful lately(I don't know about any other states but right now in Indiana education and teachers have no funding or support).  I literally feel like that all the negativity and stress in my life was making me ill.  During my "sick"day besides napping I had time to just think.  Think about work, my home, my husband, my kids, my spiritual life, and just me in general.  That day, along with spending 45 minutes trying to find something to wear for church that fit or didn't make me feel fat the following Saturday has made me have a shift in thinking. I have been tracking my food points, drinking water, measuring my food and exercising since Monday(3/8).  I feel great!  It will be interesting to see if I have lost any weight on Monday.  Even with eating pizza(Papa Murphy's vegetable d-lightful pizza) and wine!  Yes, I measured my wine, 4oz for 2 points.  That is what I love about Weight Watchers, I can still have all the "normal" stuff but I just have to have portion control or have it a little differently prepared.  I keep telling myself "Twenty-one days, do this for that long.  That is how long it takes to make something a habit!"  Hopefully, after 21 days it will be a life long habit!  So yay me!  Marc and the boys say that they will clap for me and give me stickers if I lose weight each week just like the meetings at Weight Watchers.  Hopefully, they will be breakin' out the stickers on Monday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-8235962168211518030?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/8235962168211518030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/03/21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/8235962168211518030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/8235962168211518030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/03/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-2379777737466661991</id><published>2010-02-15T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:05:33.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAIL!</title><content type='html'>I am a total failure.  I admit it.  I just can't seem to stick to it.  Eating right, Weight Watchers Plan, exercise plan, or all of the above.  I feel ashamed about it.  I feel gross and frumpy.  My clothes don't fit like they should.  Last week I had a few really good days where I did things pretty much on plan and I exercised.  Then stress, life, Valentines Days, snow days, etc came.  Then: FAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so strange because when I was at my lowest weight I didn't recognize myself as that thin person.  My brain hadn't caught up with my body.  Now I have my old body back and I don't want my brain to accept this body either.  So I have a choice now I guess.  Am I going to keep talking about what I should do?  or Am I going to take action and do it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the book &lt;a href="http://www.andyandrews.com/store/books/product/the-noticer/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Noticer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;over the weekend.  It is a great book!  One of the things that struck me in one of the chapters was the main character Jones was talking to another man about change.  This is what he said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Five seagulls are sitting on a dock. One of them decides to fly away.  How many seagulls are left?"  Most people will say four.  Listen to Jones' answer " No," Jones responded "There are still five.  Deciding to fly away and actually flying away are two very different things.  Listen carefully to me.  Despite popular belief to the contrary, there is absolutely no power in intention.  The seagull may intend to fly away, may decide to do so, may talk with the other seagulls about how wonderful it is to fly, but until the seagull flaps his wings and takes to the air, he is still on the dock.  There's no difference between that gull and all the others.  Likewise, there is no difference in the person who intends to do things differently and the one who never thinks about it in the first place.  Have you ever considered how often we judge ourselves by our intentions while we judge others by their actions?  Yet intention without action is an insult to those who expect the best of you.  If you have changed show evidence of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have good intentions but they won't mean anything until I spread my wings and fly!  I am ready to soar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for your reading pleasure, a random &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/glee/"&gt;Glee!&lt;/a&gt; quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Are you questioning my Badassness!" I mean look at my Guns!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Puck talking to Rachel&lt;br /&gt;This show is my guilty pleasure!  Love, love, LOVE it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-2379777737466661991?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/2379777737466661991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/02/fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/2379777737466661991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/2379777737466661991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/02/fail.html' title='FAIL!'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-5578816930868454460</id><published>2010-02-09T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:58:17.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we have a family snow day!  School was canceled for the boys and I.  Marc decided that since our little county road hasn't been plowed and that it is still snowing that he wasn't going to risk it.  Yay for snow days!  But I am ready for spring!  To be able to get out and take a walk or play in the yard or go watch Jackson's baseball games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eating front:  Yesterday was supposed to be my start over day.  I did really well journaling my eats w/points until I got home.  Then I was starving and mindlessly ate Chex Mix and made a turkey dinner w/ mashed potatoes and stuffing.  I also ate brownies at midnight, yikes!  This is what I ate during the day.  Maybe someone can have a suggestion on how not to be starving by the evening.  I get 23 points per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffee w/creamer 1pt&lt;br /&gt;lower sugar oatmeal w/1 banana  4pts&lt;br /&gt;1 c vegetable soup 0pts&lt;br /&gt;10 baby carrots 0pts&lt;br /&gt;mandarin orange cup 1pt&lt;br /&gt;cereal bar 2&lt;br /&gt;handful of m&amp;amp;ms  3&lt;br /&gt;then the evening:&lt;br /&gt;Chex Mix w/a few Cool Ranch Doritos&lt;br /&gt;2 slices turkey&lt;br /&gt;mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;peas&lt;br /&gt;stove top stuffing&lt;br /&gt;brownie&lt;br /&gt;milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note I did do Walk Away the Pounds 2 mile walk last night and I drank about 5 glasses of water(not enough but better than it has been).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today so far:&lt;br /&gt;coffee w/creamer 1pt&lt;br /&gt;Arnold's sandwich thin 1pt (love these)&lt;br /&gt;turkey bacon 4pt&lt;br /&gt;cheese 1pt&lt;br /&gt;egg  2 pts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to do some exercising soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So really I want to know, what do you think of my eats?  What do I need to do differently?  More fruits and veggies, I know but what else???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-5578816930868454460?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/5578816930868454460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-we-have-family-snow-day-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/5578816930868454460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/5578816930868454460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-we-have-family-snow-day-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-2517607626146903807</id><published>2010-02-06T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:45:06.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the First Day.......</title><content type='html'>I wish that I had this amazing news that in the last two months since writing on here that I(we) have made this big turn around in our lifestyle.  That we are on our way to optimal health but to be honest we are basically treading water around here at the Two Steps household.  A matter of fact things are stressful with both the husband's and I jobs.  My reaction to stress is to eat and it isn't carrots that I am choosing either.  Cakes and cookies, chips and dips are my soother of choice.  The husband just becomes a big stress ball who falls asleep at 9 at night in a coma like state.  We are the poster children of what not to do.&lt;br /&gt;But wait......in the midst of this I have hope.  I know the direction to go.  I want to either start Weight Watchers(on my own because of finances) Core or Flex again.  I have plenty of DVDs to get me exercising again.  I just bought a new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Organize-Now-Guide-Simplify-Space/dp/1600611087/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1265473405&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;organizing book&lt;/a&gt;.  I find inspiration &lt;a href="http://www.msbitchcakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://questionsfordessert.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://ronisweigh.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://weightwatcher76.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  As the old Nike slogan says "JUST DO IT".   I think what I am realizing is that my circumstances do not have to control my life but I have to control my life in the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the blog BitchCakes last night and she was talking about &lt;a href="http://msbitchcakes.blogspot.com/search/label/Last%20Straw%20Moment"&gt;The Last Straw Moment&lt;/a&gt; when you just decide this is it.  ENOUGH.  Frankly, I have had enough of feeling crappy.  There is a moment that I remember of feeling good-happy-healthy and it was two years ago.  We were in PetSmart and I picked up a 20 pound bag of dog food(they don't make 25 pound bags) to see what I had been carry around on my body.  At the time I had lost 25 by doing Weight Watchers and I felt good- proud of myself.  I felt healthy and happy.  In control of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today, I have gained it all back.  I am carry around the bag of 20 pound dog food on my back.  It is heavy, cumbersome, and over all just not attractive.  I know it, I am embarrassed but now it is time to move on. This is the last straw for me.  I want to be here for my boys.  I want to be fit at forty.  I am tired of feeling like a bump on a log.  This is only a speed bump in my journey of my life.  I am getting over it and moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote the great Michael Jackson:&lt;br /&gt;I'm Gonna Make A Change,&lt;br /&gt;For Once In My Life&lt;br /&gt;It's Gonna Feel Real Good,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Make A Difference&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Make It Right . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the journey begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw:  GO COLTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you ever had a last straw moment or had to start over?  How did you do it? and Who you picking in the Super Bowl?  Colts all the way here, you know we are from Indiana!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-2517607626146903807?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/2517607626146903807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-is-first-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/2517607626146903807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/2517607626146903807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-is-first-day.html' title='Today is the First Day.......'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-4350609151959771641</id><published>2009-11-28T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T19:08:20.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Jillian</title><content type='html'>Dear Jillian Michaels,&lt;br /&gt;   On Thanksgiving day, right before going to my mother's house to stuff myself with turkey and noodles, I saw you on the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.  At that time you announced that you are going to be doing a new show where you will be traveling around the country helping families get healthy.  I would like to ask that you consider my family for your show.  Now we are not morbidly obese, a matter of fact our combined total weight of our entire family of four is probably around 340 pounds which is less than what Shay weighed in at the beginning of the B.L. this season.  But it is in my opinion that a person does not need to be super fat to be unhealthy. &lt;br /&gt;  For example, on a typical day my husband might go without breakfast and lunch (his own choice not because he doesn't have access to food) he will then come home eat dinner, junk food, and end the night by eating Twinkies in bed.  Amazingly enough he still weighs just a little above his college weight.  He doesn't eat much fruit or green vegetables.  His family history isn't the greatest; with a diabetic grandmother, parents with cholesterol issues, and a father with diabetic tendencies I am afraid that eventually he too will develop a health issue.&lt;br /&gt;   My two sons seem to be at healthy weights for their ages (eight and four) but they are really not developing healthy habits for the future.  Both love sweets and junk food.  They both turn up their noses to vegetables, some fruits, and any new dish I might try to prepare for the family.  Our activity as a family involves video games, movies, and/or shopping.  During the summer it is easier because we will play ball in the yard or take hikes in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;   As for myself,  I am the heaviest of the family.  Like I said I am not obese but I am over weight.  My family history isn't the greatest either.  My father died of heart disease.  My mother is healthy but three of my aunts and uncles have died due to heart disease.  A few years ago I lost 25 pounds but the weight is slowly creeping back on.  Now I just feel sad, embarrassed, and like I let my self and my family down.  I know what I should be doing: eating healthier and exercising but somewhere between the knowing and doing I get lost.  I read about other people who are doing it right, I see people on the Biggest Loser making changes, I think back when I did it before but I just can't seem to do it.  I like to talk the talk but it is the walking the walk part(both literally and figuratively) I can't/won't do.  Maybe it is fear of being better, fear of putting myself first, fear of being someone I am not sure how to be(even after losing 25 pounds I never saw myself as thin), maybe it just the fear of being out of my comfort zone.  I don't know maybe that is why you could come help me and my family figure it out and guide us in changing our lives for the better.&lt;br /&gt;   As I said in the beginning, we are not obese, we are a some what normal mid-western family who could make some changes for a healthier way of life.  All you have do is give us a chance. Or better yet you can show us how to give ourselves a chance.  Thank you for your time.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This letter is wishful thinking although completely true.  I know there isn't a chance in he** that Jillian Michaels will show up at my house to whip us into shape and scare my children(heck she scares me).  So the big question is this:  What am I going to do about myself and my families unhealthy lifestyle?  Can I make a plan and stick with it?  Can I stop buying the junk food and start making a healthier way for us?  There are "people" out there who do it every day, can I be one of them too?  Am I brave enough..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-4350609151959771641?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/4350609151959771641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/11/letter-to-jillian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4350609151959771641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4350609151959771641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/11/letter-to-jillian.html' title='A Letter to Jillian'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-6658176502394220024</id><published>2009-11-04T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:12:19.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62xegWQ5KiY/SvIz-kShKhI/AAAAAAAAASw/POkWig9V_1c/s1600-h/michael-jackson-this-is-it-400x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62xegWQ5KiY/SvIz-kShKhI/AAAAAAAAASw/POkWig9V_1c/s200/michael-jackson-this-is-it-400x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400436053156899346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So yesterday afternoon after the Colts game Jackson and I went up to Metropolis to see Michael Jackson's This Is It. It was great! It really was. I found myself experiencing a variety of emotions as I watched it. I started out curious because i really had no idea what to expect. Within about 10 minutes, I found myself suddenly feeling very sad. As in, there were tears in my eyes sad.....there were no voice overs to the film, telling anyone what to think or how to feel...It was simply MJ at rehearsal, completely in his element, and within moments we all could see that he was still absolutely amazing. The moves were as good as ever. The voice - strong and spot-on with the music that we love so much. Like I said, within moments of seeing just how wonderful and talented he still was, I felt knots in my stomach and some wetness in my eyes, knowing that his passing prevented these amazing shows from ever occurring....and seeing how spectacular he still was - you just could not help but wonder what might have been - what should have been. I felt sad for a good 40 minutes....but then my changed into something way more positive. I began to think about how, because of this footage, he was able to prove all those who see it - that he still had it - BIG TIME....had this footage never existed, I must admit that I would likely have felt a little different about his passing. i had always been a fan, but i have to admit that i doubted that he could still amaze people. I sat there yesterday in the movie theater and i was amazed. So, even though I was moved by his passing, at the time it was because of what he used to be....but know I know that I am sad because of what he still was. As the film went on, I sat there with Jackson, singing along, drumming the armrests, not giving a rats crap about what i may have looked like doing this in a movie theater - I just allowed myself to enjoy it, and I so did. Jackson leaned over and whispered to me "Dad, this is the best movie i have ever seen....It is better than Star Wars". Now, for Jackson to say this, well, if you know him I would equate it to Peyton Manning saying that going to an MJ concert was better than winning the Super Bowl. As it came to a close, 121 minutes later, I did not want it to end....the credits started rolling and people clapped....for awhile....and I didn't see a single person stand up out of their seat until the credits were done. You could sense that people did not want to see the last of MJ. I know I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;input name="charset_test" value="€,´,€,´,水,Д,Є" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="fb_dtsg" name="fb_dtsg" value="YLAf2" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="post_form_id" name="post_form_id" value="a055759fb9229c74f70b9c0f8690c970" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="UIActionLinks UIActionLinks_bottom"&gt;&lt;span id="like_link_1458967956_167065889269_id_4af233384b2090711aa41" class="like_link like_not_exists"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-6658176502394220024?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/6658176502394220024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6658176502394220024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6658176502394220024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62xegWQ5KiY/SvIz-kShKhI/AAAAAAAAASw/POkWig9V_1c/s72-c/michael-jackson-this-is-it-400x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-3940709292393066442</id><published>2009-11-01T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:31:40.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything is Possible!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is the beginning of a new month.  I feel the excitement of new beginnings and a fresh start.  I know that when we started this blog a month ago that I talked of starting over but unfortunately I let life get in the way of that start.  Yes, sickness and a particularly stressful class of kindergartners can affect my life but only if I let it!  I can focus on the circumstance and look at those small things in my life or I can focus on the big picture.  I am choosing to look at the big picture.  Two years ago I started Weight Watchers around this time.  Yes, right before Thanksgiving and Christmas, usually the hardest time for anyone to lose weight and exercise.  I did it though and managed to lose weight.  I was committed to doing it.  That makes the difference.  So starting today, November 1st, I am making that commitment again!  It doesn't matter if I ate biscuits and gravy for breakfast.  What matters is that I had a nice family breakfast with Marc and the boys.  What will matter even more is that I do some sort of exercise later. Life is about choices and perspective, I am going to get my rear in gear with both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for November:&lt;br /&gt;1. Track foods using &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/index.aspx"&gt;Weight Watchers&lt;/a&gt; points using the &lt;a href="http://signup.weightwatchers.com/util/art/index_art.aspx?tabnum=2&amp;amp;art_id=2071&amp;amp;sc=3010"&gt;Healthy Guide Lines&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Exercise at least 3 times a week.  I know 3 times doesn't sound like much but when&lt;br /&gt; I have been having a hard time doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; exercise 3 times is a start! Keep an&lt;br /&gt; exercise log.  Do you do this?  I find satisfaction in marking down and then   &lt;br /&gt; seeing my accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;3. Read my new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0842357572/ref=s9_simz_gw_s0_p14_t1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-3&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=12VRTZWD8ECTFT6DTN02&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=470938811&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;devotional&lt;/a&gt; every day and journal with it when I can.&lt;br /&gt;4. Write this list down and posting them where I will see them every day.  No more out of sight out of mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have goals for the month?  Tell us about them!!&lt;br /&gt;-Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-3940709292393066442?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/3940709292393066442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/11/anything-is-possible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/3940709292393066442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/3940709292393066442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/11/anything-is-possible.html' title='Anything is Possible!'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-5611798817643464890</id><published>2009-10-29T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:03:36.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For my buddy Aidan</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1813f44bbde3b4c8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1813f44bbde3b4c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329939811%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1ADF131DAEAC2434C8606980032AE9C165D051A9.2A201CEBEB9D1BABBAB51825B4AC939D8F7AFB1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1813f44bbde3b4c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC2l_6J9RJnLZRBPfJkVX-UTNwh0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1813f44bbde3b4c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329939811%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1ADF131DAEAC2434C8606980032AE9C165D051A9.2A201CEBEB9D1BABBAB51825B4AC939D8F7AFB1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1813f44bbde3b4c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC2l_6J9RJnLZRBPfJkVX-UTNwh0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our 8 year old, who wanted to make a video response to his buddy who had invited him to his upcoming birthday party.  You would not believe how much trouble I had trying to send this in a video message on Facebook...then I put it on Youtube and it would not "post" that way....so I said "take this Facebook!  i'll put it on my own blog and send a link.  I bet there is some sort of complication with this now.  Anyhow, Brice and Aidan this is for you!   Miss you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-5611798817643464890?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/5611798817643464890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-my-buddy-aidan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/5611798817643464890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/5611798817643464890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-my-buddy-aidan.html' title='For my buddy Aidan'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-6527126385679786938</id><published>2009-10-23T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T03:25:14.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62xegWQ5KiY/SuF_KMMsJ8I/AAAAAAAAASo/gSy-p-Gxu2s/s1600-h/Waterfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62xegWQ5KiY/SuF_KMMsJ8I/AAAAAAAAASo/gSy-p-Gxu2s/s200/Waterfall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395733641616435138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 4:30 a.m., for some reason I can't sleep.  I woke up thinking about life mixed in with a little heartburn.  Everything in my life right now seems screwed up but really it isn't.  I don't mean for every post that I put on here to be from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Debbie Downer or Betty Bummer&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Really I don't.  I am just an introspective person who is really hard on herself and those around her.  I also think things could be better.  The problem is I often think about these things and devise a plan but then have no follow thru.  It doesn't matter if it is weight lose, exercise, household chores, discipline with my boys, Bible study  I have a grand plan but no action.  Then I feel guilty because I know what I should be doing I am just choosing not to do it.  Have you ever heard the phrase &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Fake it until you make it"&lt;/span&gt;?  I have tried that and what I end up feeling like is a shell of my true self(whoever that is).  I wear my emotions on my sleeve so it is hard for me just to pretend to feel or be someone or something else(acting is not my strong suit never has been).  I like to watch the &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/the-biggest-loser/"&gt;Biggest Loser&lt;/a&gt;.  On the show, half the time with the contestants the battle isn't with food or exercise it is with their own emotional baggage.  Bob, the tough but gentle, guy and Jillian, the hard a**, woman take those contestants thru the wringer with their emotions in the gym.  I think I need Jillian to come to my house for some tough love.  She wouldn't take any b.s. and she would probably make me cry, which would be a small feat since I rarely cry.  Like I wrote before I am often my own worst enemy.  I come up with excuses or give up or talk myself out of things or I let circumstance control me.  I think that is a big one right there.  I let my circumstances dictate my life instead of dictating the circumstances myself. But if I am really honest the thing is I am not even control of things. God is.  What it all comes down to is trust.  Am I really trusting Him?  I once read a book and it described how your life should be like the &lt;a href="http://www.hawaiihostelreview.com/Maui/Maui_Hana_7Pools.html"&gt;seven sacred pools &lt;/a&gt;in Hawaii.  God should be the upper most pool in your life which in turn feeds the next pool which feeds the next, etc.  Basically the author was saying "Put God first and all other aspects of your life will fall into place."  To be honest (remember I wear my emotions on my sleeve for all to see), I am not doing that.  A matter of fact, &lt;a href="http://www.phototravels.net/namibia/namib-desert-aerial-vast.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;is what I have felt like for several months now.  No wonder I just feel like I am just going through the motions.  Often times I feel like &lt;a href="http://www.thecaptainsmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/big_bill_in_groundhog-731047.gif"&gt;Bill Murray's character in Groundhog Day&lt;/a&gt;.  Same thing each day.  I want to be different.  I want to be an over flowing waterfall.  I just don't know where to get the rain to fill my pool.  Yes, I know the answers: read your Bible, pray, go to church.  But you don't think I haven't been doing some of those things!  Here is the other thing: let's face it nobody wants to hear about this,  people want hear about how great things are not about how hard they are.  In the Bible, in James 1, it says "Count it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; joy" not just the good times but the hard times too.  I know people who can do that.  I want to do that. Not be a victim of circumstance.  To have a life that is overflowing no matter what.  The picture at the beginning of this post will be my life.  I am just wondering how to get started...........maybe Jillian will tell me when she comes over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me (geez I just sat here for 10 minutes trying to think how to sign off.  Not "the girl" I am 36 years old for crying out loud, not yet "the woman", great now I have that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUTrn3Bbjbs"&gt;Brittany Spears song &lt;/a&gt;stuck in my head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/user/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-6527126385679786938?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/6527126385679786938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/guilty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6527126385679786938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6527126385679786938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/guilty.html' title='Guilty'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_62xegWQ5KiY/SuF_KMMsJ8I/AAAAAAAAASo/gSy-p-Gxu2s/s72-c/Waterfall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-5963616152416489403</id><published>2009-10-19T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:45:25.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little better</title><content type='html'>So I knew I was flat out lazy by not running yesterday afternoon on a beautiful Sunday, so I decided that as soon as i got home from work today I was going to run, which i did.  Ran the same route as Saturday.  I remeasured and the distance is 2.7 miles.  I ran it in 23:51.  Saturday the time was 25:31, so improvement is good right.  i felt like my pace was faster, and I ran with the new cheap watch I bought.  I feel like that helped and motivated me more to know my times.  The good thing is that I do feel like these are good workouts for me.  Not too easy, but a good challenge for me as I ease back into running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a really cool &lt;a href="http://www.usatf.org/routes/map/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, check this out.  It is great for measuring your routes and running distances.  This will help me alot and give me some variety and accuracy in my runs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the guy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-5963616152416489403?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/5963616152416489403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/5963616152416489403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/5963616152416489403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-better.html' title='a little better'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-7413093928979192514</id><published>2009-10-18T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:25:10.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted opportunity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Shoot today was a wasted opportunity to get a good solid run in.  As much as I have been having trouble finding time to run during the week, I missed a great chance to get out and run in the 54 degree sunshine today.  I did run yesterday.  I ran 2.8 miles in 25:31 and had to stop and walk for a few seconds 3 times...not good.  I just did not even feel as good as I did last weekend.  I proly didn't stretch well enough and I do not think I was hydrated properly either.  I timed myself by putting my cell phone in the back seat of the car and setting the stopwatch and checking it when I got back.  That was dumb, so we went out to &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/"&gt;Target&lt;/a&gt; and I bought one of those cheap $10 watches just for running purposes.  Piddled around the house and watched some football today...in a dogfight in my fantasy game  - my opponent has  &lt;a href="http://www.cbssports.com/nfl/gamecenter/recap/NFL_20091018_TEN@NE"&gt;Tom-freaking-Brady and he threw for 350 yards a 5 TD's &lt;/a&gt;in one quarter against the Titans in the snow!  Hate the stinkin Patriots.  Still have a chance to win because Big Ben and Aaron Rogers are fantasy studs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;On a positive note, even though I did not feel as good when I ran yesterday, I definitely do not feel as sore today as I did after running last weekend.  Or maybe I just didn't notice it as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the guy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-7413093928979192514?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/7413093928979192514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/wasted-opportunity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/7413093928979192514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/7413093928979192514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/wasted-opportunity.html' title='Wasted opportunity!'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-7731202269084704030</id><published>2009-10-15T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:39:42.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a warning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had to post this story, especially since I sure ain't running and have nothing to report there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So my ill 8-year-old and I are heading back home yesterday after dropping off the 4 year-old at preschool.  It was 11:30am and I was tooling down a county road in my Jeep Cherokee, with Jackson in the back seat playing &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/products/catalog?client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;channel=s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;source=hp&amp;amp;q=super+mario+64+DS&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;cid=2983178119234898282&amp;amp;ei=39vXSvvND4PANYCD-NsH&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=product_catalog_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=4&amp;amp;ved=0CBsQ8wIwAw#ps-sellers"&gt;Mario Brothers on his Nintendo DS&lt;/a&gt;.  As I am approaching town, I notice a car a 1/2 block up the road from me slowing down, and then I see why.  A cop right out in plain view on a side street.  I gradually slow down about from about 55 to 45 mph and a few seconds later pass by the patrol car.  Here he comes.  Right up behind me and on come the lights.  Let me pause for a moment here and brag that after driving for 18 years I have never gotten a speeding ticket.  I pull into the next possible side drive, which happens to be a cemetery.  He explains that I was in a 30 mph zone and was exceeding that posted speed limit.  As he was running my info, Jackson nervously says "Dad, are you going to jail?".  The officer comes back in 2-3 minutes and handed me my warning.  Actually very nice about it.  He thanks me for wearing my seat belt and encouraged me to have a nice day.  So here's the best part....yeah better than the warning.  As we are getting back on the road:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Man, Jackson....I dodged a bullet there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jackson:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(in a shocked and serious tone)  You mean he SHOT at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-The guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-7731202269084704030?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/7731202269084704030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-had-to-post-this-story-especially.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/7731202269084704030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/7731202269084704030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-had-to-post-this-story-especially.html' title='Just a warning'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-6086561300907491383</id><published>2009-10-13T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:40:56.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It don't take much.  It sure don't take much to prevent you from finding the time to run.  Basically it's day four and I am already realizing that it will be too easy to find reasons not to run.  It would be nice if wasn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pitch dark out in the morning after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; my 8 year-old hops on the school bus.  Hey it would give me just enough time to run down the road and back before heading to work.  But I ain't running in the dark.  Then it dawned on me at work that since Jackson is sick and Kim stayed home with him today that I would have to miss work again tomorrow.  BTW - does anyone else do that?  Parents who both work?  Take turns staying home with the sick kid?  Well tomorrow's my turn again and since I knew this would be the case I had to work late to get some things done that I knew I would not be able to do tomorrow.  Stopped on the way home for the Big Ten Bargain at &lt;a href="http://pizzax.bloomington.com/"&gt;Pizza Express&lt;/a&gt;.  Get home, eat, tend to the sick family, give the Carse-man a bath, kids to bed, watch &lt;a href="http://www.biggestloser.com/"&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/a&gt;, blog about how I didn't run.  Yesterday was a intentional rest day, but I don't want today to be an unintentional rest day, so here's my solution - Wii Active!  Ha-ha, take that you wellness demon.  It's not as good, but what if I put it on the most difficult mode&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-the guy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-6086561300907491383?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/6086561300907491383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-dont-take-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6086561300907491383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/6086561300907491383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-dont-take-much.html' title='Finding time'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-60491696495048049</id><published>2009-10-13T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:38:47.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of Being Sick</title><content type='html'>Right now our house is full of sickies.  As I am typing this my eight year old is sniffling and snorting phlegm around in his throat.  We just got back from our hundred millionth doctor's appointment in last month in a half.  It was a three for one deal.  Carson, our youngest, was very sick last week (no it wasn't the swineh1n1 deal).  He was just getting checked to make sure he was doing okay.  He showed his renewed energy by being loud, running around, and continually peeking in a trash can that I told him several times to STOP looking in.  Jackson, our oldest, who woke up this morning with a fever, sore throat, and was "really, really, really, really, REALLY" tired; just had a virus. I should be a doctor because I knew that was what she was going to tell me.  Now the last time I posted I mentioned that I had a sore throat and just felt blah.  I mention this to the doctor and she takes a look at my throat.  She then says "Yep you have a pus pocket back there" and I get a script for some antibiotics.  We go to CVS and mingle with the other sickies waiting for the scripts(I got my inhaler filled so that I can take a hit of it before I run) and of course Carson the only healthy one, tests my patience probably because I have a freaking throat that feels like I swallowed glass.  He cries for McDonalds all the way home because we were going to stop there for some ice cream &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if &lt;/span&gt;he behaved at the doctor and CVS.  We are home now and waiting for Marc to bring home a pizza.  That is the plan for the night: pizza, rest, and the Biggest Loser (Jillian would shudder to know that I am going to eat pizza and watch BL &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*gasp*&lt;/span&gt;).  I was supposed to do day 2 of week one of couch 2 5k, not going to happen.  The only healthy thing about this entry is that it is a healthy amount of whining.  Next time will be better probably because the antibiotics will have kicked in and I will have eaten pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you have sickness at your house?  Do you exercise when you are sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-60491696495048049?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/60491696495048049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick-of-being-sick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/60491696495048049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/60491696495048049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick-of-being-sick.html' title='Sick of Being Sick'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-4643052803164588604</id><published>2009-10-11T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T18:45:17.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welp, basically my deal is this.  I have known for years that I needed to do something to start taking better care of myself physically.  I ran cross country in HS, 19 dang years ago (that's kinda hard to say!).  I was about the #6 or #7 runner on the varsity team at a small school, so it's not like I was awesome or anything.  But I really enjoyed it and felt like running was my kind of thing.  Basically the only consistent running I have done since is run the Indy 500 Mini-marathon (13.1 miles) twice in the mid 90's.  Obviously that took a good amount of training both years, and I have always felts good about those accomplishments.  Fast forward to now.  I am a busy husband and father of two and for the first time I am starting to feel physically old.  I don't eat good.  If it wasn't for my wife doing a pretty decent job of getting some halfway healthy foods, I'd hate to see how bad I would be eating.  Basically, my body feels old.  When I get out of bed in the morning I hear lots of pops and cracks.  When I sit still at work for awhile, I get up and find myself hobbling like an 84 year old man.  My energy level is bad.  By the time I get home in the evening, I am pooped. I am ready for a change, but I know it will not be easy.  It's going to take some work and some real commitment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I started working out yesterday.  I ran 2.1 miles.  I did not take a watch because I did not care a single bit what my time was.  I had my &lt;a href="http://www.sandisk.com/products/sansa-music-and-video-players/sandisk-sansa-clipplus-mp3-player-.aspx"&gt;Sansa&lt;/a&gt; mp3 player and had it set to jam out on some random &lt;a href="http://hellonasty.beastieboys.com/"&gt;Beastie Boys&lt;/a&gt; tracks.  My goal was to run the entire course without stopping to walk.  I did it and surprised myself a bit.  Right after I got done I felt I may have overdone it...felt some nausea.  My wife, Kim told me she thought I needed to drink more water beforehand.  Definitely was sore this morning and could tell I had done something.  Then this afternoon during the 1pm NFL games, I did the exact same thing - 2.1 miles, me and the Beastie Boys, no walking.  Felt better, but still the last 1/2 mile sucked.  I told my wife before I left that I thought it would be harder since I was already sore from yesterday, but it was not harder.  I'll take the day off tomorrow, I really think I have earned it, unless i do a light workout on our &lt;a href="http://www.easportsactive.com/home.action"&gt;Wii Active&lt;/a&gt;.  Proly will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My wife and I are hoping that this blog will be a way to track our progress, encourage and motivate one another, and hopefully learn some things from others who have visited our blog. That's you!  We could use your help.  Maybe you have found yourself in a similar situation and have some sound advice for us.  We would love to hear it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-4643052803164588604?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/4643052803164588604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/his-story.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4643052803164588604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/4643052803164588604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/his-story.html' title='His Story'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797264302840108567.post-2074985824777116605</id><published>2009-10-11T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:29:13.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Story</title><content type='html'>This story starts out like a lot of others.  I am a thirty-something wife, mother, daughter, teacher, and friend.  I wear a lot of hats in my life.  My hats usually stay the same, it's my pant size that keeps changing.  In the last few years I could wear jeans ranging from size 6 to size 14.  I have done Weight Watchers and lost 25 pounds but have gained most of it back because writing down points for 100 calorie pack cookies seemed pointless.  Pointless because I want to be healthy and basically on Weight Watchers I could still eat a lot of junk and lose the weight.  That really isn't what I want.  I want to fuel my body with healthy foods but I am not quite sure how to do that without being out of control with portions.  It doesn't help that I live with a husband who can eat whatever he wants and not see the effects.  But this journey isn't about him it is about me.  So I'll probably write about food on here too because the body needs the right fuel in order to function well.  I just need to find the right program(maybe Weight Watchers eating healthy foods, hmm there's a thought).  I also started the couch to 5k program yesterday.  You can read about it &lt;a href="http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/2/2_3/181.shtml"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.   I know that eating right and exercising go together.  I have never been a runner but have always thought I could be one.  I also like to walk and do video workouts also playing with my sons in the yard should count for something!  This is my way of sharing my journey-the good, the bad, and the ugly.  There is this great quote I heard on the Biggest Loser last year "My mind was holding me back all along", that really resonated with me because I can be my biggest enemy or my biggest cheerleader.  It is all in the thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's report:  Eating=crappy(lots of m&amp;amp;ms)  really planning on starting with the eating tomorrow.  Exercising= taking the dog out for a walk, c25k off day.  Overall feeling = blah, sore throat, etc.  Really hope I am not getting sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797264302840108567-2074985824777116605?l=stepsx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/feeds/2074985824777116605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/her-story.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/2074985824777116605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797264302840108567/posts/default/2074985824777116605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stepsx2.blogspot.com/2009/10/her-story.html' title='Her Story'/><author><name>Two Steps at a Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988557497143067303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
