Okay. I admit it. I dropped the ball. I gave up. It was only a momentary crazy time though. And I knew at the beginning it would be temporary. But now that school is over for both Book Girl and Zip Girl, I can breathe again. I can refocus myself on my goals. I can get back to doing things for me, instead of giving 100% of myself to my kids. That’s what today’s post is about. A re-definition of my goals.
I’ve read in more than one motivation book that it is extremely important to write your goals down. And after they are written down, you should figure out the steps it will take to reach those goals. Write them down too. But the most important part? Hang them up in a spot where you will see them every day. Maybe even
Way back when I was in school (almost 15 years ago!) I was a writer. I took every writing class I could. As a junior, I took a college level writing class, and was the only one in the class who received an A. I still have the papers I wrote for that class. When I was in junior high I took a writing class called Artists and Authors, and had the chance to publish a book. I still have that as well.
But that was then. Ever since I finished school I have said, “I am not a writer”. The husband has read some of the stuff I wrote in school, and has been telling me for several years now that I should start a blog. My answer was “I am not a writer”. I still feel like I’m not a
For the last few weeks, since I began running, my kids have been asking to go with me. Normally I run during nap-time. The Husband works at home, so he can just open his office door to hear if there is an emergency. The kids are always asleep, and it only takes me about ½ an hour, so I’m always back before they wake up. It works well for us. Anyway.
The kids keep asking to ride their bikes while I run, so on Saturday I convinced The Husband to come with and walk. That way if there was a problem with the kids he could help and it wouldn’t affect my running. We drove to a long, quiet gravel road and unloaded the bikes. It was at this point that we realized how windy it was. The Husband asked if we should maybe wait
Today’s WooHoo story is shared by my good friend, Andrea. She is a writer at heart, so I will let her introduce herself to you all.
Hi! I’m Andrea and you can find me sporadically blogging over at my What Should I Wear? blog. When I’m not blogging, I’m a 33 year old stay at home mom to 2 super cute girls! They are the peanut butter to my jelly! I’m so blessed to spend my days with them. I’m also the very lucky wife to my studly husband of 11 years, Steve. He’s my best friend, and can’t believe how lucky we are to still be in love after all these years.
My weight loss journey began like many others: after having kids. I got pregnant in September of 2006 with our first pregnancy, which we unfortunately miscarried. After that stress, I had
Over the past few months I have learned that if you want to get anywhere in life you have to set specific goals. I can’t just say “I want to be healthy” and then eventually get there. I need specific things to work towards.
When I saw this photo on Pinterest it clicked. I’m not going to one day wake up and be healthy. I’m not going to have a specific time that I can cross it off my list. I have to have a bucket list of things that I can cross off. I’ve spent some time thinking about my health-journey bucket list. I’m sure that I will continue to add to this list, and I probably will blog about it again as I cross stuff off.
So what’s on my list? Here are the things I have