7 weeks of grateful and then what....

I am not sure what happened to my good intentions of blogging 52 weeks of grateful.  I made it week 7 then.... disappeared!

I ended up working Thursday and Friday nights and mostly Saturdays and Sundays and so would be out of the loop for a few days and not organised enough to plan ahead.  I felt annoyed and cross with myself and then more annoyed and cross as I watched other grateful people fall by the weyside too.  It's such a simple thing to look around ourselves, to refocus and see the things that really make us happy, so I am climbing back on the wagon just in time for a Grateful Reunion!

Head on over to Maxabella loves and look at her most impressive grateful list!  And her impressive giveaway celebrating gratitude!

This week I am grateful for:

Motivating Personal Trainers:  I started going to one at the start of the year and am a total convert to having someone yelling at me to get results.  I still wax and wane with my own motivation but have consistently kept going regardless of how unbothered I can be at times.  She takes on small groups of 3 or 4 or 5 and has been fabulous in showing you how to use your own neighbourhood to get fit and healthy.  After dilly dallying yesterday morning with a major case of the "can't be fucked's" I rocked up to discover I was the only one who had shown up!  Instead of having her focus on a small group (where I can sometimes get away with not doing my best - hilarious in itself when you think about it!!!) it was all about pushing me and moving me as far and as hard as possible!  A warm up run around the big neighbourhood block, 5x100metre sprints with a light jog in between, a boxing routine (where I realise how totally uncoordinated I am), some light (!!!) core work on my abs and then a helpful stretch.  Buggered... well and truly.  Feeling good... you bet!

Kitchen and Laundry tiles:  Because a surprise projectile vomit on to the carpet wouldn't have been half as easy to clean up!  Nor the dog poo that was left for me to deal with after someone bought the dog in for the night and then forgot to lay out the newspaper!

(why yes, I am leaving you with a picture of dog poop... and the guilty party sitting at the door waiting for his breakfast!)

Come join in with the Grateful Reunion this week!

Exercise.... you know you dont want to...

I am having a little bet with my husband at the moment, a weightloss one, and I am determined to win!  Apart from the fact that I hate to lose, the reward at the end will be totally worth it.  We are both attempting to lose 10kg in 10 weeks.  If I win, he has to hand over $500 to me.  If he wins, well, he gets a weeks worth of daily loving!  It has been suggested that it looks like I win a prize even if I lose, but I dont have to tell you that as a parent of 3 small people the last thing I want when I fall into bed at night is a roving hand under the covers!

This week I loaded my iphone with the couch to 5k program after reading and hearing some rave reviews about it.  I tried it out yesterday morning and almost died.  I am seriously unfit and could barely manage the intervals of jogging in between the walking without feeling like throwing up and fainting!  Am I supposed to work my way through this till I get to the 'zone'?