Run Forrest, Run!

 

 

 

Every time my alarm goes off at some ungodly hour of the morning I think of this woman who switches it off and rolls over for an extra bit of snooze time.  Then I think of how pasty and unhappy she looks for the rest of the ad compared to her healthy version. 

That literally gets me out of bed.

 

This morning I ran just over 8km.  The whole way.  Without stopping.  I'm aiming for 10km but after that I'm not sure what.  Running for more than an hour just seems kinda boring.  I play music during my runs and get little updates on how I'm doing with the Runkeeper app.  My shuffle button is quite intuitive too... every time I feel like stopping and walking a peppy upbeat song comes on and off I go! To name a few... Pat Benatar (All Fired Up), Transvision Vamp (I Want Your Love), Guns and Roses (Civil War), Madonna (Like a Virgin, Express Yourself, Like a Prayer), Bonnie Tyler (Faster than the Speed of Light), Tina Turner (The Best, Nutbush City Limits, Proud Mary), Cindy Lauper (Girls Just Want to Have Fun), Aerosmith (Janie's Got a Gun) and when the going gets really tough on comes Eye of the Tiger! 

 

 

I have a wee running companion too!

(see all those leaves and tree branches in the background... his favourite activity is eating everything in the garden!)

Milo turned 1 today! 

He is finally learning to run at my pace rather than his and when I go out in the early mornings I always feel a bit safer with him next to me.  I wager he's better than taking another person in terms of motivation because he still gets me out and active as he needs exercise too and he doesn't expect me to make any conversation!  While I love a merry bit of exercise with a friend you can't talk and chat while also attempting to breathe!

Look how cute he was when we first got him!!!

 

 

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!

I may be turning into a 'dog' person

Remember this cute little thing we got back in March...

...a sweet little chocolate lab we called Milo.

It occured to me as I was flicking through the Sunday papers this morning, I was more enamoured with the puppy dog page than the new babies page I normally get enthralled in.  Where once I used to check the sweet baby faces, laugh a little at the names these poor peeps will grow up with and struggle to find one that came in weighing more than Isaac, I now look at the puppy dogs and make ridiculous cutesie noises over them instead!

Our 'puppy' has turned into a bouncy, jumping almost 6 month old!

He loooooves Oscar! Is dreadful to walk anywhere because he is just So Excited All Of The Time! And still hardly makes a peep.  From day one he has slept in our laundry overnight with a child safety gate up and has never made a single noise (or attempted to jump over said gate and make himself comfortable anywhere else in the house!) over night.  He's also stopped pooing and weeing in there and kindly waits till we let him out in the morning to do his business.  Really his only naughty behaviour is chewing up every bed we give him!  Lucky they only cost a few dollars at K-mart!

The Rub My Tummy Pose!

Floppy doy ears gets me every time!

He either chews through the zip or rips the corners off to get to the stuffing.... which is then spread far and wide around the backyard!

Which page do you look at first - puppies or poppets???

Milo Chocolate Coco Pops Robinson...

...duly named by the five year old!  Heretofore called Milo for short!

(There is a puppy buried in there!)

He's eaten, he's pooped - outside and in, he's nipped Miss Matilda (to say she was unimpressed would be putting it mildly!!!), he's yet to bark or whine or make one noise (what's with that!!!! bet he's saving it for 3am!!!) and has gone nicely to bed in the laundry.

Welcome to the family Milo Chocolate Coco Pops Robinson!

Milo

We are on puppy day countdown in these parts... 3 sleeps to go before we pick him up.

The puppy lady sent us these little picture updates.

The small people have decided to call him

"MILO"

We have every conceivable puppy toy known to man to help keep him entertained, puppy training pads, doggy beds, blankets and the laundry is prepped for an overnight bedroom setup.

Anything else I need to know?!!?