Thursday, May 18, 2006

A brag on my hubby and more.


It warms my heart so to walk into scenes like this! (My hubby, what a guy!)

I'm trying to get rid of some poundage that I have put on since my last boys birth! The previous owner left a rickety old HUGE treadmill, and after much begging my hubby finally put it in the house. It barely works, and if I stop walking on it, it stops too - the motor isn't strong enough - that or I'm just TO HUGE for it to continue working, and that is just too depressing to think about! BUT . . .

The good news is that I used it today for 30 minutes, walking (I don't do jumps or running) and worked up a sweat on the back of my hands. That hasn't happened in years! I kinda believe that part of the reason a walk is such a good exercise is that I'm kind of pushing the thing along to keep it rolling! No matter, I gave myself a star on my calendar!

And afterwards, as I cooled down on the porch I realized that I absolutely don't feel good from the exercise like my hubby would expect me to. My endorphens (Right word? Right spelling? My spell checker didn't recognize it) were not functioning like promised! I felt proud of myself for doing it, not adding to my weight but doing something active to take it off, but that's about it and I feel jipped!

Heck, I feel more endorphens getting my coffee - especially if it is enough coffee to make you feel like you've had a good nights sleep, but not enough to make you shake . . . That a fine line!

3 comments:

kellygirl said...

I am proud of you, I give you a star...*...,but continue to do it because you want to. Don't do it to punish yourself. Hey remember those 10 minute workouts..I miss those. Little chunks at a time are good.
Keep luvin' yerself!
Sweet Pic.

BooMama said...

I don't think there's much sweeter than a daddy who loves his babies. And good for you for walking on the treadmill...I need to get back into the swing of walking myself. Just take it a day at a time....

Stephanie said...

I love that picture!

Well at least you did SOMETHING! For goodness sakes I can't get myself to do anything. It's like my mind is split in half and they are arguing with each other...

When I see what I just wrote it's a little frightening...BUT ANYWAY...

You know what I mean (I hope ;-) I know I have to do it or I just need to shut up and stop complaining about my extra weight...I can't have it both ways...

I GIVE YOU A BIG FAT STAR * FOR DOING SOMETHING...

:-)