number twenty two: sloth no more!

I kind of fell off the fitness bandwagon over the past few months. Last year I had my half marathon in May and then the Tour de Victoria in September, so the year went well. But after the Tour I did very little. I think I ran for a bit while the weather remained nice, but it didn’t last long.

I always take a bit of a fitness break around the December/January time frame but this year it was far longer than usual. I did buy a commuter bike and I was riding to work for a while (all of 5 km) but then the weather got gross, or I got sick, or my mother broke her pelvis, or something…

And of course I’ve been eating and drinking as much as I usually do so I haven’t exactly felt that great about myself.

So. It’s been on my radar for a while now to get cracking, but once you fall out of the habit it’s really hard to find the time again. I’m not sure how I managed to train for a half marathon last year, it doesn’t seem possible. But with the weather getting better and me feeling more and more pathetic about my lack of movement, I finally kicked my butt into gear. It was a low gear to start with, just one or two runs a week, but I’ve since been riding to work more often, I swam on Saturday morning (and will continue this as the kids have swimming lessons for a few weeks), I went for a run AND hiked up Mt. Doug on Sunday, and I just went for a 25 km bike ride. As I was riding home this evening I felt that I’d turned the corner, the corner where I make exercise a priority again.

I’m back, baby.

this has got to stop

I’ve got to start exercising again…especially if I want to continue to eat and drink the amounts I’ve been consuming. I’ve been running once a week, but that’s about it. I occasionally get a second run in, and very occasionally a swim. I do not like to get up early to exercise, and so finding the time is difficult. We’re usually not done bedtime, dishes, etc. until 8:30 or 9:00 at night, and after that I’m beat.

So. The solution? I think my exercise time has to be scheduled, or it’s not going to happen. The problem is, my weekly schedule is a bit of a moving target. So I’m not sure that’s going to work. Maybe I could schedule it on a week-by-week basis. And always try to get one run in on the weekend. My goal is running twice a week and swimming once, so if I ran once on the weekend I’d just need to fit in another run and one swim during the week. Seems doable when I write it down.

We’ll see how this goes.

because i haven’t complained enough on twitter

We now have enough prescription and non-prescription drugs in this house to open our own pharmacy.

Let me see…it started in late June with all of us getting colds. Elliot bounced back pretty quickly, Amy got an eye infection that they thought was pink eye, and Greg and I coughed up a few lungs.

Amy’s eye infection turned out to be H. flu. It went away and came back the following week. Greg and I continued to hack and Elliot remained healthy. Amy went on different antibiotic drops for her eye and started to get a recurring fever. Enter the Ear Infection.

Amy got treated with some oral antibiotics and seemed to get better. Both children healthy for a bit, Greg’s sinuses got wacky and I continued to cough. A lot. Then I picked up the eye infection. More drops.

Last week we went to Nelson, and all four of us seemed healthy, finally. I realized on the second night there that I was hardly coughing at all. It only took a month.

The last night we were in Nelson I started to feel a cold coming on again. I thought maybe I was just overtired, but no such luck. Felt like crap for three days, and then the cough returned. At least it’s not as bad as the first one.

Then Amy woke up yesterday with a high fever and she was very lethargic. I took her to the clinic last night, and sure enough another ear infection. And Elliot’s daycare called today to inform us that he had an eye issue. I took him to the clinic and the doctor there didn’t even bother swabbing his eye, she just gave me some antibiotic drops and sent us on our way.

Elliot was also complaining of a sore throat all day today.

I’m done. No more, please. At least not until the winter.

i’ve succumbed

The kids and Greg have been sick with a cold over the past couple of weeks — the kids having got better about a week ago and Greg just on the mend now, and I thought I’d dodged the bullet with this one, as I’ve been feeling pretty good. But last night I started to feel crappy and this morning I woke up with a definite cold. Thankfully it’s not in my throat, which is where my colds usually are, but my head is definitely stuffy, and my nose was squeaking earlier today. Weird.

Despite this, the kids and I had a great morning at Hillside Mall with friends. A chai, some homemade banana bread, a play in the indoor play area, and then a pretty good lunch with some excellent customer service. It was a lot of fun.