I was reminded by a comment on my last post about something Payton said. We have a family at church that we adore. Mrs. Lisa teaches the 2 year old class and both Payton and Carter (and every other sweet child that goes through her room) absolutely adores Mrs. Lisa. Carter actually had separation anxiety over the summer when Mrs. Lisa takes her break.

Mr. Steve and Mrs. Lisa also do Bible Hour. Mr. Steve is best known for the puppets...which he had to alter for a bit due to Payton being freaked out. Their children are absolutely precious and we have always had a special bond with all of them. Travis is especially fond of their daughter Emily since over this past summer he broke her jaw. Not really...but he was driving the boat and pulling her and another sweet guy on the tube...and poof...freak accident. Anyway...I could on and on.

Well the other night we were at their house for a youth group devotional and Mr. Steve came in to tell me a conversation he had with Payton. I copied and pasted from his comment.

Mr. Steve: "Hey, you're eating all my candy."
Payton: "So"
Mr. Steve: "Well, I'm gonna come to your house and eat all of your candy."
Payton (without any perceptible pause): "Well your gonna get fat."

That child....cracks me up.

No Cutesy Title

Not much to report on the fitness front. This week was super duper busy and I was only able to make it to the gym 2x. On Tuesday, I ran 5 miles on the treadmill and managed to shave 6 minutes off of my time. I felt like I could have run about 2 more miles but I had to get the kids out of the daycare. The rest of the week was chaos and gratefully, I didn't gain a single ounce. All numbers are the same as last week.

A kid conversation to end the post with:
Payton: "Carter did you know your birthday is coming up and you are going to be 3!"
Carter: "No I not, I gonna be 7."
Payton: "No Carter you have to be 3 before you can be 7."
Carter: "Oh. I gonna be 49."
Payton excitedly replies: "OK! THEN YOU CAN REACH THE MICROWAVE!"

T minus 5 weeks

These fitness posts are more for my benefit...so feel free to skip over them. I'm just using this as a progress journal. One more avenue of accountability.

-6 inches
-10.7 lbs

This week I hit 2 HARD spin classes. I would have loved to have had a HRM during those! I also did a 5 mile run on Wed....and that run still has me sore. I get SO bored running and that really inhibits what I could do. So instead of trying to add miles, thus adding more time I have to keep my head in the running game....I decided to play with the 5 miles I can stand. I ran intervals, I adjusted the incline significantly, I sprinted, I jogged...I basically just adjusted the settings for almost an hour and that seemed to help my motivation. And my legs, hips and booty are still screaming 2 days later.

I signed up to run a 5K tomorrow for the kidney association. I can't run it now due to a bijillion other responsibilities that are upon me...but there will be more.

And one of those non-scale victories....I retired 2 pairs of pants this week that I couldn't keep up anymore.

Daily Giggle

My best friends came over yesterday and snagged the kids for an impromptu date. They took them to dinner and to the pumpkin patch....leaving mommy a few hours to chill. They so totally rock...thanks Rachel and Randall!

Anyway, I get a text from Rachel halfway through their evening that said:

"Payton just said you know how to do 2 things: Make babies and make lunches."

I can't argue with that, I suppose.

Carter had the fire fighters visit school yesterday and he was pumped. When he was asked "Who puts out fires?"

Carter responded: "Jesus"

I can't argue with that either.

Crunch time

We paid off our trip to Mexico this past week...and it is officially official! With that, came some panic and a harsh realization that I have only 6 weeks left to reach my goals. So I went back to look at my numbers that I have been tracking, but not doing much with. I have been keeping up with a pretty rigorous workout schedule...and nothing different food wise. The scale has been see-sawing back and forth a couple of pounds for about a month. It was apparent that I had lost some focus. Losing weight is hard enough...but getting those last pesky 5-10 pounds off are the hardest. I constantly have to keep changing it up because the minute my mind gets comfortable with a routine/schedule my body does too.

So last week I spent about 3 days really watching my food. Not so much what I ate...but the mindless bites that I take here and there of the kids snack or while preparing meals. It made a difference (until the OU/TX party...and 2 BIG Sunday meals) but that's ok. It was a trial run.

So I started this week off doing the same thing. I just took my measurements...and compared them to the last recorded numbers.

I lost 1-1/2 in. since the last check 2 months ago. All in my lower body this time (thank you Spin class!). So that was exciting to know that the last 2 months were not wasted. The scale however has only moved down 1 pound in 2 months (giggle).....

6 weeks....yikes. Better go sign up for that 5K.

We survived...

this round of the sickies without too much drama! Mine started late last week, and by Saturday night I was losing the battle. Carter had started showing most of the same symptoms as I had, at about the same time. Payton's nose started running and the coughing came for her Saturday night in her sleep. Travis started complaining of a sore throat Saturday night as well. By Sunday morning....we were all home bound. Miraculously, I was able to get through the illness without hardly any downtime. Which probably means I could have gotten over it a little quicker with rest....but that was not an option.

Payton was good to go by Monday. Hers never transpired into anything more than a clear runny nose.

I took Carter in Monday to the Dr. Diagnosis: Bronchitis, but negative for the flu. Yay! So a quick round of antibiotics and some breathing treatments....I self-diagnosed myself with whatever Carter had as we appear to have the exact stuff. But we are quickly on the mend.

I'm assuming Travis has a case of the man flu. It's the kind where no matter what he has, he feels worse than anyone in the history of the world. The kind that makes him think he needs to sleep and/or lay down as much as possible and leave sick mom taking care of everything else going on. Don't worry I make sure to bang around and send the kids in as frequently as possible. LOL!

I pray for health for all of you and hope we can all get through this LONG cold/flu season easily.

Livin' la viva loca

Of course I would get sick on the busiest weekend of my month. Luckily, it's just a sinus infection. So, I get to load up on Tylenol....and ignore it because that's what mommy's have to do.

Tonight I am going to a fundraising event for a friend of mine. She is doing the 3-Day Breast Cancer walk. This is her second year...but last year she was taken out on the last day due to a broken foot. She is determined to finish this year, but to even walk she has to raise $2300. I am a huge Susan G Komen supporter. Of course, I could donate online and park it on the couch tonight with my Kleenex, blanket, and sweet husband waiting on me...but walking through a few days with a sinus infection is nothing compared to walking through life with breast cancer. So I am going and I am excited. Here is Kandice's webpage if you feel compelled to donate to her endeavor as well: Welcome to the Dallas/Ft. Worth Breast Cancer 3-Day:

Tomorrow should be our first football game. Our first 2 were cancelled due to weather. Payton is dying to wear her uniform and has all of her moves and cheers ready. Now, if she will actually do them in front of a crowd....who knows. We then go from there to our school carnival, and then some old friends are in town and we will meet up with them for the evening.

And we won't even start on Sunday.