Over A Year.

Something I haven't written much about, but something of which I am very proud is that the last week of March marked 1 year since I began regularly working out at home.

There have been a few weeks I've taken off here and there -- pretty much just last July... but other than those I have worked out 6 days every week with incredibly reliability.

I have lost 30+ pounds, many inches, gained so much energy, and I love the habit of working out.  Sure, some days I still have to convince myself, but its easier than it used ot be.

I also text my mom a post-workout picture EVERY DAY.

That wonderful woman has never once asked me to lighten up on the daily pictures or admitted that no body wants to see my sweaty post-workout selfies.  She always writes back with an encouraging word.

Yesterday, I slept in.  My Friday workday was longer and more demanding usual, and I had a PEO social event Friday night, so I was EXHAUSTED Saturday morning.

All that to say, Tracey decided to take pictures during my Saturday workout -- and take slow motion videos.  Everything she took will never be viewed by anyone... but I was able to take a screen shot from one of her videos, and I kind of love it.

I feel it is a really good picture for marking over a year of consistent working out... even complete with Hubby asleep in the background.  LOL!

 

"That's My Job."

I heard this song last night for the first time... its a good one.

 

Sights of Spring

At our house, a true sight of spring is when the kids can convince me to let them get the hose out...

 

Two Blind Brothers Ted Talk

This was certainly worth the 17:21 of my time...

 

Say Cheese

Tracey was so excited the other day because she told Lee Lee to say cheese... and she did and Tracey captured it in a picture.

 

Gravity

I think our little Howard is destined to be an astronaut or astrophysicist or something of the sort.  This little guy is obsessed with gravity.

Every single thing that he holds in his hands, he immediately and seemingly instinctively  tosses it up in the air and watches it come back down.  EVERYTHING.

This includes but is not limited to balls, frisbees, rain boots, tennis shoes, bike helmets, books, forks and spoons, dinner food, toys, and more.

He doesn't even seem to be aware that he is doing it.

The other night before bed, he kept tossing his book in the air.  I said, "If you toss the book in the air again, I am going to take it away."

He tossed.  I took.

After a few minutes he got another chance to hold his book with the reminder beforehand that if he tossed his book in the air again, I would take it away. 

The book had no soon stopped in his hot little hands that I said, "Howard, what is going to happen if you throw the book."

He tossed the book in the air and said, "I don't know."

I tell you... this kid is all about gravity.

 

Her Hero

Lately Tracey had been called Hubby her hero.  A few weeks ago, she was calling a boy in her class her hero... so this is a positive development.

Last night, Tracey and I were sorting laundry, and every time she picked up one of Daddy's items of clothing, she said, "Oh, this is my hero's!"

It was adorable.