Monday, October 26, 2009
Last Friday I worked out with him for the first time in about 7-8 months. He almost killed me. I did make sure, at the beginning of the workout, that he knew where the defibrillator was...just in case. I did a high intensity interval workout on the stair climber. My heart rate wasn't supposed to go over 170- um, yeah, I was a bit more out of shape than we thought when it reached 196. He almost didn't let me finish but I only had one more minute of the intense part and then I was free to cool down- or die, whichever came first.
The good news was my body would burn fat for the next 16 hours. How cool is that? So I'm headed to go jog around on the mini-trampoline for a bit before I head to the gym to have him kill me again. I only have 6 more days to look fabulously hot in my pink pirate costume. I'm not holding my breath.
I tried to order the body, too, but the shipping was too pricey.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
My kids love to walk around and take random pictures with their sister's cameras. Recently my oldest daughter's friend placed a camera in his tuba for the halftime show at his football game. It's pretty cool to see the show from the player's perspective. I thought I'd share some of the ones that made me laugh out loud. *disclaimer- this pics were taken by my kids or kids I know. They were not taken from random websites so do not belong in the Finds From the Web category.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Hey everyone, hope all is well. We just wanted to give you all an update on the benefit ride that we are doing. I'm sure most of you knew my father, Dennis. For those of you who don't, he was a wonderful husband and father. On September 12, 2000, he past away of diabetes. Again, for those of you who aren't familiar with diabetes, diabetes is a very debilitating disease. Diabetes is the number one cause of heart disease and blindness in the United States, among many other painful and heart wrenching problems.
Diabetes is becoming more and more common. One of the best ways to help is to provide money for research and one day hopefully a cure. I encourage you to open your heart and donate or hop on your Harley and join the ride!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
I'm sick and tired of having Adult ADD and letting it control my life. I'm tired of hiding behind it and using it as an excuse. I'm done. Rx or no Rx this is MY life. I refuse to let my ADD run it anymore.
My house and life are a mess because I can't ever finish anything. I say I'm going to do something then never do it. Adult ADD sufferers don't get personal assistants no matter how badly we need them. I have pieces of paper and notes in my phone for things I'm supposed to remember but forget to check them. I've gone into my kitchen more than 10 times this morning to clean it but wander out to do something else and forget to go back and finish it. I'm trying to do laundry, clean the playroom, the kid's rooms, the dining room, my room all at the same time. It's incredibly overwhelming. So much so that I usually wind up giving up. Not today.
Today I'm going back into the kitchen I still need to find Maggie's bottle. I'm going to wash all the glasses without stopping I need to clean the fridge out. I need to make my bed remember to get the trash bags out of Rach's room . I still need to go through the toys for the toy swap I need to clean the laundry room first so I have a place to put ugh the car port really needs to be swept. I'll just sit down and check my email really quick Rrrrrr, my desk is a mess and needs yikes! kids have started to take over my hutch which is the one place in the house I declared as mine man, I never did get to watch the Special Edition Titanic DVD Kai gave me for Christmas last year where did all my pens go? Carey needs to memorize another book to read since he's mastered the Hot Dog book.
Why all the colors? That's how my mind works in less than two minutes. Every color is a new thought, many aren't even finished before a new one starts. Many times it's even worse. Sometimes it's not being able to concentrate one minute to the next. This isn't just "where did I put my keys?" or walking from one room to another and not remembering why you were going there. For me, and parents like me, it's almost a disability. We feel alone, helpless, like we're the only ones going through this. Which is why I'm sharing.
I've said this before and I'll say it again, if someone you know is telling you about themselves having Adult ADD PLEASE do NOT say, "Oh, that happens to me maybe I have ADD!" and laugh. It's not a laughing matter to us. It's next to impossible to get a doctor to diagnose us with this. I heard "Oh, you're just a mom of 3" from three different doctors until finally someone listened when I was pregnant with my 4th. Now my life growing up makes so much more sense- my grades in school, my personality, and my relationships with others. I understand so much more now that I know I was growing up with ADD.
That being said. I'm going into my kitchen, putting a chair in front of the gate as a reminder to not walk out until it's finished. And I'm setting the timer for 20 minutes as well.
Today I'm conquering my ADD and I'm taking my life back.