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I am starting a journey that I call "RE" which means that after listing areas that I want to change or improve, I have decided to attack them with gusto to become the Me that I want to be. True to form, I was on fire for the re-newal but started procrastinating around month three and now I have three months before the big 40 arrives. Procrastination in my middle name...or rather, Tina is procrastination's middle name. See? Right there? In the middle? Tina.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

REcommit: I have missed you.

Have you missed me?
I have been away. Well, not 'away' but you know...busy. Too busy to blog you say? How rude! My mom and step-father visited over the holidays and prior to that Olivia was sick and post that our typical schedule picked back up. Eat, sleep, fight to get out of the door on time, work. Rinse and repeat.

So I have been eating mindfully. I have not been exercising. I am a bit ashamed. I am supposed to be training for my first 5K that is at the Nashville Zoo next weekend...(NEXT!!!!)but have not trained since New Year's Day. It has been fahreeeezing. Seriously. Colder than I remember it being in a long time. Had to break out the good ole inhaler that day. Took hours to get rid of the bone chill. Haven't hit the pavement since. I am a wuss. An out of shape wuss. And to top it all off I am supposed to be using my jogging stroller during this run as my friend is also using hers and it is a celebration of sorts for her daughter's birthday. Mine, is gone. Where am I heading with this, you may ask. Well my jogging stroller is in Florida. Why, you may ask? Yeah, see, when my parents visit they always have a nicer and roomier car than me so we usually pile up in theirs along with the equipment (stroller and car seat and various snacks, sippy cups and other diversions)but I failed to remove the jogging stroller before they left. So, the stroller headed to Florida in the back of an SUV hitched to the back of a motor home. And, my mom is holding it hostage to ensure that we are coming for a visit in March. Yes, mom, we are coming! Now I am on the hunt to seek out someone who will let me use their jogging stroller for the run. Besides, it will be a great crutch for me to fall upon when I am gasping for breath or working out the charlie horse or just plain collapsing.

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