One more time, I get to learn the lesson of sugar and my mental health. I haven't been writing because I've been in a buttercream -induced emotional low spot. Tim tried. He offered to take my cake into the office the day after my birthday. But darn it, it was MY birthday cake. And I ate the very last slice of it on Saturday afternoon.
My hope is to someday manage sugar better. Sometimes I do. That's what makes it so difficult to handle. If EVERY SINGLE TIME I ate refined sugar I broke out in hives, you'd better believe I'd never eat it. But if it happened only sometimes? I don't know...
Enough said. I hope I don't revisit this topic for a long time.
In other news, we spent the weekend at kids sports events. Tucker had his first Tae Kwon Do tournament, and he did really well, taking 1st in the sparring competition out of 13 kids. It is evident that gymnastics prepares you for whatever sport you choose to do -- anything at all! On Sunday Austin had his second gymnastics meet, and took 1st in parallel bars, 2nd in pommel, and 7th place all around, which he's very happy about.
On to cooking dinners. Things are going better in this department, and what's made the difference is a white board that I mounted in our pantry. I have the days of the week across the top, and I'm writing down, sometimes 2 or 3 days in advance, what we're having for dinner. I also have an area for dinner requests (the request list currently reads "the good coleslaw", parmesan chicken, spicy veggie medley, and sloppy joes) and another area for grocery store requests. Thanks Erica for the idea! (Note -- that's Erica's list in the picture -- great job E!)
Next subject? Training clients. I've been "officially" training clients for more than a year now, and all I can say is that I LOVE IT! There are many reasons why, ranging from my fascination with all things fitness related, to my admiration for anyone who is moving towards a goal (so by definition, I love my clients). What I love the most, though, is hearing about benefits gained from training. Here are two recent comments:
"Snowboarding is a million times easier now that I'm strong enough to get up after falling!"
"My range of motion is so much better. Even when I'm holding a bale of hay, I can squat and pick something up from the ground!" (This from a client talking about feeding her horses in the morning.)
Yes, the scale giving you a number you like is exciting, as is fitting into clothes that didn't used to fit. But don't overlook the ease that comes with being strong and flexible. Just another reason for us all to eat right, train hard, and never quit, right? Right!