I made the appointment for him, but I wasn’t there for the actual event. I made it to there just in time to take pictures of the end result. In case you need help figuring out what’s different, you might want to check out this photo.
(I have more that I will post later tonight, right here on this very post…)
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain
Just a little something to think about… No one ever lies on their death bed saying they wish they had worked more hours or made more money. It is wishes for more time with family and friends, places left unseen that normally come to mind. What will you be left wishing for? Why haven’t you done it yet?
I went to the gym and worked out, getting reaquanted with the machines. Not too bad, a little sore here and there – but I took it easy, but I can feel it in my arms and legs. As my reward, I joined The Biggest Losers in the Blogosphere. I’ve been on a support e-mail list for a few months already, and it’s always good to know that there are people standing behind you, cheering you on. Thank you to everyone for your support yesterday! It’s a huge boost – I can’t let you down!
Plus, to be honest – there is nothing quite like the rush you get from working out. It just feels so goooooooood. Know what I mean?
Yesterday morning Jason woke up and was immediately complaining that he was “so hungry that he was going to throw up.” Jason’s not normally a puke-y kid, not like I was growing up. I don’t think he’s even thrown up 10 times in his life. So the fact that he was complaining was a huge red flag. He said he was hungry though, and I’m a firm believer in listening to your body, so he ate breakfast.
Not a smart move – he threw up by 9:30 am.
I have a weak stomach, and if I even hear someone throwing up, I start to gag. I managed to make it though, cleaning up the bathroom, helping him settle in to my bed to rest and watch cartoons. Within an hour he was complaining that he was starving – so I let him have some toast and some Sprite. He was able to keep that down, so he had lunch and dinner without any problem.
Until 3:30 this morning. That’s when he woke me up to tell me that his stomach hurt. Ugh. There wasn’t much I could do for him though, so he went and laid back down in his bed to read. I went to check on him, to ask him if he was ok, and he shook his head no and took off for my bathroom. He stayed up the rest of the night, and again, within an hour of being sick, said he was hungry. More toast. More cartoons.
I came to work because he said he felt ok, and every time I’ve talked to him he has said he feels fine. Hopefully, whatever this was has passed. I’ve felt sick to my stomach all day, but I think most of that is just from thinking about it. Hopefully it wasn’t a bug that I’ve caught. I don’t have time to be sick right now.
I guess there is something to be said for working out – already, I feel that old zoom zoom feeling. I’ve been moving and grooving today at work – even with my lack of sleep last night. The fact that one of my attorneys was out of the office today helped too – I could focus and get things out the door.
We talked about it over lunch at work today – when you were a kid and you got sick to your stomach, what did your Mom give you to make you feel better? Sprite, crackers and toast were always my favorites. I had a doctor tell me a few years ago to drink Sprite after I was sick, not water – that the carbonation helps to settle the stomach. What was your remedy?
I’ve complained for months (ok, years) that I need to work towards getting in better shape then I am right now. I have a family history of high blood pressure and diabetes, and getting in to shape is essential for me. So I did it. Yesterday Mike and I joined the local 24 Hour Gym and bought the top protein for girls who workout online. I belonged to the gym years ago and I would take Purium supplements, read this motivational story at this Purium review to see why you should take them. For reasons I don’t even remember, I stopped going. Now? Now it’s a matter of making time and get help from professional fat loss to achieve my goal. There isn’t any option. I figure I’m not just doing it for myself – I’m doing it for Jason. It may sound really sappy and cheesy, but he deserves to have his Mom around for a long time, and it’s my responsibility to make sure that happens.
If you catch me slacking off, promise me you’ll yell at me and tell me to get busy, ok? Deal? Good.