This year instead of making a bunch of new year resolutions that overwhelm me to the point that I ultimately decide they are actually detrimental to my health, I've decided to add one good habit and take away one bad each month. They will be small things that are more easily accomplished. But, by the end of the year I'll be one ridiculously healthy Amy!
As a trial, I started early at the beginning of this month. I have stopped drinking pop (take away one bad habit) and started flossing my teeth each and every day (and add a good one!). I've been doing really, really well. No slip-ups so far! Still find myself reaching for a Coke Zero every once and a while but never actually succumb. And sometimes I have to get back out of bed at night because I forgot to floss when I brushed my teeth before going to sleep. But I always do it!
I think for January I'm going to take away multi-ingredient snacking (leaving only fruits, nuts, veggies, etc as an option) and add in daily sit ups/crunches. And of course this will be in addition to my December habits. Might actually get a bit of a jump start on those starting tomorrow. Already too late on the snacking thing today. Hey, give me a break. I'm on call:)
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
hole in one
I've got a kind of "where I've been and where I'm going" blog running through my head that I hope to be able to get down sometime before the new year. Until then, thought I'd share a few pics from the weekend. We did Bar Golf for my friend Carolyn's 30th birthday. Gotta say, I'm pretty impressed with myself:)
Friday, December 18, 2009
mele kalikimaka
am blogging sustenance: allegro mocha java coffee
am blogging soundtrack: random Christmas mix
I cannot believe that it's Friday. Where has my week off gone?
Monday was a loss most of the day until Tara dragged me out of the house for a pedicure. I was just in kind of a funk, you know? Fairly late in the evening I did get motivated and finished some Christmas projects for my nieces. Stayed up way past my bedtime . . .
Tuesday begin significantly earlier than was expected or desired. Was awakened by a phone (distress) call from one of my partners begging for coverage at work. I went in but grumbled my way through the day. Got done at a decent time however and finished up some holiday chores. Had an early dinner with Clayton before we headed out for our final kickball game of the season. Was planning on a quick (and cold!) game, possibly a drink out with the team, then home for bed. Turns out we won that game. And the next. Somehow, we found ourselves in the championship game! Ended up with a hard earned second place status that deserved an appropriate celebration. Those jager shots seemed like such a good idea at the time . . .
Wednesday morning I was hungover. Not surprisingly. It would have been a fantastic day to simply laze the hours away in bed. Unfortunately I was packed full of obligations. Had a meeting at work that would have given me a headache even if the jager hadn't. Then ran into traffic up to Flower Mound that just rammed that headache on home. Some cousin time, mildly greasy tex mex, and then later an opportunity to cuddle with Clayton on his couch rounded out my day. I was so tired that I almost fell asleep watching Fast & Furious on blu-ray . . .
Thursday started of with a much needed Annie facial. Quickly followed by a trip to Clayton's parent's house for some good baby time with his nieces. I got to spend the whole afternoon and evening with them - such sweet girls. But. I don't think it would be traitorous to mention that when sleep finally came last night, it came really hard . . .
So here I am, struggling with the fact that my week is gone. So many things I'd hoped to accomplish. So many more hours I'd hoped to spend in my bed. Tomorrow is C's 30th birthday party and I have SO much I need to do to get ready for it. I have lots of little projects half-finished for Christmas. My apartment is a disaster. The inspection on my Jeep is overdue. My muscles - all my muscles - still hurt from the kickball marathon earlier in the week. Want nothing more than to stay in my pajamas and work my way through a pot of coffee while reading some fluffy novel. Oh well, *big sigh*. Maybe my next week off . . .
am blogging soundtrack: random Christmas mix
I cannot believe that it's Friday. Where has my week off gone?
Monday was a loss most of the day until Tara dragged me out of the house for a pedicure. I was just in kind of a funk, you know? Fairly late in the evening I did get motivated and finished some Christmas projects for my nieces. Stayed up way past my bedtime . . .
Tuesday begin significantly earlier than was expected or desired. Was awakened by a phone (distress) call from one of my partners begging for coverage at work. I went in but grumbled my way through the day. Got done at a decent time however and finished up some holiday chores. Had an early dinner with Clayton before we headed out for our final kickball game of the season. Was planning on a quick (and cold!) game, possibly a drink out with the team, then home for bed. Turns out we won that game. And the next. Somehow, we found ourselves in the championship game! Ended up with a hard earned second place status that deserved an appropriate celebration. Those jager shots seemed like such a good idea at the time . . .
Wednesday morning I was hungover. Not surprisingly. It would have been a fantastic day to simply laze the hours away in bed. Unfortunately I was packed full of obligations. Had a meeting at work that would have given me a headache even if the jager hadn't. Then ran into traffic up to Flower Mound that just rammed that headache on home. Some cousin time, mildly greasy tex mex, and then later an opportunity to cuddle with Clayton on his couch rounded out my day. I was so tired that I almost fell asleep watching Fast & Furious on blu-ray . . .
Thursday started of with a much needed Annie facial. Quickly followed by a trip to Clayton's parent's house for some good baby time with his nieces. I got to spend the whole afternoon and evening with them - such sweet girls. But. I don't think it would be traitorous to mention that when sleep finally came last night, it came really hard . . .
So here I am, struggling with the fact that my week is gone. So many things I'd hoped to accomplish. So many more hours I'd hoped to spend in my bed. Tomorrow is C's 30th birthday party and I have SO much I need to do to get ready for it. I have lots of little projects half-finished for Christmas. My apartment is a disaster. The inspection on my Jeep is overdue. My muscles - all my muscles - still hurt from the kickball marathon earlier in the week. Want nothing more than to stay in my pajamas and work my way through a pot of coffee while reading some fluffy novel. Oh well, *big sigh*. Maybe my next week off . . .
Monday, December 14, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
kangaruby
Busy, busy days. But life is good. Kinda ridiculously good, actually. I am a very blessed Amy:)
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