tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87911391235750727782024-03-06T00:30:03.209-05:00Confessions of a Former Fat GirlThey say "write what you know". Well I know fat! Follow along as I write about the lessons learned, the painful moments, and the joys of changing my life.Jennie hendersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16710472676569187380noreply@blogger.comBlogger1020125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791139123575072778.post-77381217941642314802024-01-30T22:02:00.002-05:002024-01-31T07:10:46.422-05:00Random Tuesday: Recipes, Shame, Butts, and Spiders<p>Hello Beautiful People,</p><p>I hope this finds you healthy and warm. It's been a busy and crazy couple of weeks. Once again I have so much to say and I have been writing this in my head every day. I'll probably make this another random post. </p><p>When last we met I mentioned that I would be making a new recipe. I signed up to make the vegetarian chili at my Church's Annual Chili Supper. I was so excited to make this once I saw the picture. It was delicious and worth the wait. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiPaQnJyHYFE1DEwuw840r8NeRBuIbP90fl0y-MLMMlNTwQNxhtMj8xRHpxaRUFWwBVazYBgmVzzo1DlFUzQ8OVCt1ZUr7Ak1APu_M4T8xU2SEmQSUt4u-2jm9t5a8bCY8Zg_QbWH3f_5iWaFSQ3BT_y1saG5h1JIcwTBGjq1594U-s_gHaZnGryFr2E0/s2048/IMG_3954.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiPaQnJyHYFE1DEwuw840r8NeRBuIbP90fl0y-MLMMlNTwQNxhtMj8xRHpxaRUFWwBVazYBgmVzzo1DlFUzQ8OVCt1ZUr7Ak1APu_M4T8xU2SEmQSUt4u-2jm9t5a8bCY8Zg_QbWH3f_5iWaFSQ3BT_y1saG5h1JIcwTBGjq1594U-s_gHaZnGryFr2E0/s320/IMG_3954.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>The ingredients included: Sweet Potatoes, Black Beans, Kidney Beans, Sweet Corn, Carrots, Garlic, Crushed Tomatoes, Vegetable Broth, and chili spices. I didn't add the green chilies. I will definitely be making it again very soon. </p><p>This past weekend I went shopping and I was having a hard time. On the one hand, I was proud of myself for shopping for fresh ingredients to make healthy recipes. On the other hand, I knew that would be spending hours food prepping and I really wanted to curl up and read. I was talking about this today. There are so many reasons to make my own recipes. Food prep means that it's easier for me to make healthy choices. It makes it harder to justify eating out. It also means less processed foods and less processed foods means less sodium. This is good for blood pressure. When I'm feeling particularly stressed and anxious this is very important. I can honestly say that my body feels a difference when I eat food that I prepare. </p><p>I made an amazing Lentil Soup on Saturday. And to make my life easier I like to pick recipes that share some of the same ingredients. This soup includes Lentils, Vegetable Broth, Kale, Carrots, Celery, Onion, Garlic, White Wine Vinegar, Cumin, Thyme, and Fire Roasted Diced Tomatoes. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjisgQX2nlsstE4qZDOhybLBf9ZNwffW9iTODz60SLgGsIGcn6IT3-bm_pJ1H9XbNsy7vTUFttDalhln54Y9Lh9YCXeu83rWmS9GS2iwoTEr3i7nZOax4GOxEhlE_9IcSo-coGo04bJ5EwpYc0jBhd7SWtyeBcpbpmdI6L4n5eBuWGeeaRcebAGdCLr5EI/s2048/IMG_4045.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjisgQX2nlsstE4qZDOhybLBf9ZNwffW9iTODz60SLgGsIGcn6IT3-bm_pJ1H9XbNsy7vTUFttDalhln54Y9Lh9YCXeu83rWmS9GS2iwoTEr3i7nZOax4GOxEhlE_9IcSo-coGo04bJ5EwpYc0jBhd7SWtyeBcpbpmdI6L4n5eBuWGeeaRcebAGdCLr5EI/s320/IMG_4045.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>The second recipe I made this weekend was my Cassoulet. I love this recipe. It's similar to Chili, but it's vinegar-based. There are Red Beans, White Beans, Diced Tomatoes, Vegetable Broth, Kale, Rosemary, Thyme, Celery, Carrots, Garlic, Onion, Red Wine Vinegar, and Balsamic Vinegar. I didn't have Parsnips this time. I pair it with a fresh baguette and I love walking around with one. I'm weird like that. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwsWFPhqc0kZ2bp-sE2GOO1go25wx8_Eo8vhq-hRj7_ZXkL20W8wyPEla01j6mLRZcw9_9vkk5EMi1hyphenhyphenHVhzMM7tkU_ucacpOJjPv0X1Pm-D3q3om7Yb1Ie6ZSKXYprAVJnSrIFjrNiFlgPxy7C3ob24xWzxhry5H1-9cOr97g3uYf9J7OCbM8wdGTNkI/s2048/IMG_4062.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwsWFPhqc0kZ2bp-sE2GOO1go25wx8_Eo8vhq-hRj7_ZXkL20W8wyPEla01j6mLRZcw9_9vkk5EMi1hyphenhyphenHVhzMM7tkU_ucacpOJjPv0X1Pm-D3q3om7Yb1Ie6ZSKXYprAVJnSrIFjrNiFlgPxy7C3ob24xWzxhry5H1-9cOr97g3uYf9J7OCbM8wdGTNkI/s320/IMG_4062.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>My food this week has been really good. But, I confess that I still haven't given up milk chocolate completely. I have increased my dark chocolate intake, but some milk chocolate is still creeping in. It's a lot less so that's something. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p>This month's Book Club pick was <u>The Gifts of Imperfection</u> by Brene Brown. It was a different choice for us and led to some self-reflection. I wasn't really hooked until I got to the page that defined the difference between Guilt and Shame. Guilt is "I did something bad." and Shame is "I am bad". There has been a lot of both over the years. Sneaking food is my shame. It starts as guilt but ends in shame. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEynssrPSkXB36kcuKo9FW6IPCf8GKvFIsdSzi_7Ws-gv2GnCXH5qmsMMMsl5pSlCGvoXcdpWAhui4Sxw9d_JidFU9yYxhX2Z9oqMTZ4lG7qsS1XdRkh4LB0abob3hIf9WxelskmXbHyKARK9OO_zk66IE5Uj2fA0q02P0cZaL484JUU2GklVmEIIUdP8/s2048/IMG_3916.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEynssrPSkXB36kcuKo9FW6IPCf8GKvFIsdSzi_7Ws-gv2GnCXH5qmsMMMsl5pSlCGvoXcdpWAhui4Sxw9d_JidFU9yYxhX2Z9oqMTZ4lG7qsS1XdRkh4LB0abob3hIf9WxelskmXbHyKARK9OO_zk66IE5Uj2fA0q02P0cZaL484JUU2GklVmEIIUdP8/s320/IMG_3916.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>There's also the shame of weight gain. It's not easy in general, but when you are a Personal Trainer it's a different shame. Weight gain does not negate my knowledge, nor does it mean that I'm lazy or out of shape. But, that doesn't mean that isn't what you think people think about you. I could really delve into that and I plan to one day, but that day is not today. A little relieved to stop there, not going to lie. I will recommend the book though. I will be reading more of her books.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p>I have been really good at resting my leg/hip. The tightness and pain aren't gone completely, but it has lessened considerably. So today I went to the gym. I planned on 30 minutes on the treadmill and then a massage. I was feeling okay so I kept going a little longer to get 3 miles. I went straight to the hydro-massage bed. I localized the massage on my hamstrings, glutes, and lower back. The first few minutes it rolled over my butt my right glute felt it. I could really feel the knot. It eventually rolled over and I didn't feel it. I was able to walk easily to my car. Ahhhhhh. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9JNS4SjuSIiM1aJfxjgXKNP2XFYiXuFCy1uwzglosZPsb0MeyKVYlrl-se7DeqMJh5HUkiI4MGTTohyiQRVruvz6qijtiWDtb2fGavJl35fI6BV1RcXsSWuvJWj_2gNTzkDorSuZfZaoi2Ick-wb_qbFyMNOvWT_rpXDqoSBlsg5hCVyIT1SmbamwVjU/s2048/IMG_4092.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9JNS4SjuSIiM1aJfxjgXKNP2XFYiXuFCy1uwzglosZPsb0MeyKVYlrl-se7DeqMJh5HUkiI4MGTTohyiQRVruvz6qijtiWDtb2fGavJl35fI6BV1RcXsSWuvJWj_2gNTzkDorSuZfZaoi2Ick-wb_qbFyMNOvWT_rpXDqoSBlsg5hCVyIT1SmbamwVjU/s320/IMG_4092.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkUM3XSedp5QhXw-AyJAUCrzpzDkHHGUYUJwBWa0iBv0UdSGKu4xuv-msG7mvPe15CEVPz6WOm99p86z05ytMWixtiqloQq_kkrokz1tA8k4H6S_Uv__VtwwzgysS0mHzNUn3b9-JdeXxdYF47XYzt5gS-mtcezYFq_A77VD2-yGA_ppC2uzpGoaOUVQ/s2048/IMG_4095.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQkUM3XSedp5QhXw-AyJAUCrzpzDkHHGUYUJwBWa0iBv0UdSGKu4xuv-msG7mvPe15CEVPz6WOm99p86z05ytMWixtiqloQq_kkrokz1tA8k4H6S_Uv__VtwwzgysS0mHzNUn3b9-JdeXxdYF47XYzt5gS-mtcezYFq_A77VD2-yGA_ppC2uzpGoaOUVQ/s320/IMG_4095.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p>I'm going to call it a night. I'm really working on my self-care and my mental health. It's been good to make it a priority. I have been doing a lot more reading, which is my favorite thing to do. I have also limited my Dateline intake. I've been falling asleep to Big Bang Theory instead. Last night I had a horrible nightmare about big giant hairy spiders crawling out of one of my craft baskets and then not being able to find them. </p><p>I need to rewatch Ted Lasso. I still have recaps and lessons to share. </p><p>Okay, I need to get some sleep. Sleep is also a priority. I am cutting out second coffees unless I have a client after preschool or an event I need to stay awake for. Good Lord, I'm old. No, I just listen to how my body reacts to caffeine. Have a good night. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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Some weeks they may be short and sweet (just like me!) because the goal is to get me back in the habit. </p><p>I hope this post finds you safe warm and healthy. I know way too many people who are in the hospital or whose immediate family member is in the hospital right now. I know way too many people who have the flu or COVID right now. Please take care of yourselves and your loved ones. </p><p>I love the cold weather. I love to bundle up with a book under a blanket and sip my hot chocolate with whipped cream. It's cozy and delightful. One of my favorite Christmas gifts from my class this year was a 12 Days of Hot Chocolate. Yes Please! Please note that in the past I have included hot chocolate when I give up chocolate at Lent, but I will NOT be doing that this year. Lent starts in a month and I'm not ready. If it helps with my relaxation then it's not going anywhere. Now don't get me wrong. I'm not a Hot chocolate junkie. I'm not drinking it every night, but when I do it's amazing. I use milk (skim, but it's still good) and whipped cream (sometimes it's flavored). I once mixed a gingerbread hot chocolate with a maple whipped cream and I swear to you that it was the best hot chocolate that I had ever had. I still dream about it. </p><p>Let's get back on track. What else relaxes me? Organization. I've been working on decluttering and organizing every day. I'm working on it a little each day. Today I spent the day working on my classroom and I left feeling great. I was also a little sore. I had a client in the middle of the day and I didn't really sit so when I got in my car at the end of the day my hip wasn't really thrilled with me. I have a plan to walk after preschool tomorrow to see how flexible it will let me be, but I may have overdone it today (I regret nothing). I do have stretching tomorrow night so that should help. </p><p>What else helps me to relax? My plants. I'm happy to report that Luc is thriving. He's thriving a little too much. I honestly didn't know that succulents could grow like he is. I think I should get an award for this. It must be because I take him with me when I travel. He Loves to ride shotgun. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEoMH2UXxq0V9Rg0PkHQMQK_56m4_OqL4nFt_9X483vceRjNlrQk_M94bo6_1fmHc8TsePwez8cm2sL4ZKH-hq2UaWUcVTaV15CJhb89kBywFeuFG3kAMqCzvvEDgnD1txK-ocPIhpRG-KaoWkRh1EYc7hy_3uBegroQnaw6uEhpxu2_8PEPQhactRdAk/s2048/IMG_3840.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEoMH2UXxq0V9Rg0PkHQMQK_56m4_OqL4nFt_9X483vceRjNlrQk_M94bo6_1fmHc8TsePwez8cm2sL4ZKH-hq2UaWUcVTaV15CJhb89kBywFeuFG3kAMqCzvvEDgnD1txK-ocPIhpRG-KaoWkRh1EYc7hy_3uBegroQnaw6uEhpxu2_8PEPQhactRdAk/s320/IMG_3840.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>I'm honestly not sure what to do. I think it's time to re-pot him. Let me remind you what he looked like when I first got him. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVn1WLsnlDXByO6d_vZjZ5Ik9awmoNCz-SRGsK8P1ZKG5Z9V8ID_Kpd6T5O4BLS1OwOtDu1Dn9nh5JFUQ9OB0opqrKEhYfUM7Ddy_eKVom3PHzLLh2n4iQNG74WEGVN4QrZo1DohGYx582B_fHMwfK2bnXrsVPhCGDdR37qVkItppctrVOhO2thGbXb-o/s2048/IMG_8005.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVn1WLsnlDXByO6d_vZjZ5Ik9awmoNCz-SRGsK8P1ZKG5Z9V8ID_Kpd6T5O4BLS1OwOtDu1Dn9nh5JFUQ9OB0opqrKEhYfUM7Ddy_eKVom3PHzLLh2n4iQNG74WEGVN4QrZo1DohGYx582B_fHMwfK2bnXrsVPhCGDdR37qVkItppctrVOhO2thGbXb-o/s320/IMG_8005.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>This is what love and attention can do. Imagine if you focus that love and attention on yourself. We all deserve to thrive like that. Let's all channel our inner Luc. </p><p>I did not take Luc on the plane to Maine for Christmas, but I did worry about him. I worried about all of my plants. They all got displaced when I put my Christmas tree up. This was the first year that I didn't mind taking my tree down because my plants needed to get back to their spots. While I was gone they all did okay, except for one. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeZjDHuak6Vy8R3zlIovRQNaq6kH9A3TIAdbz15GNtAkyUl5ImVr5qws3ScDgygBK6pDo-KKcHqia77TBfV5CPNIU9XWJeXibkNTi2RhQ9IKlXbabjgcycgvdB5aNV1jOqF2Pl6wxpIGHHG8wpdZcKU6tsPX53XPRIrabkgflYz5siSx4eLxVD2cEVB6A/s2048/IMG_3709.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeZjDHuak6Vy8R3zlIovRQNaq6kH9A3TIAdbz15GNtAkyUl5ImVr5qws3ScDgygBK6pDo-KKcHqia77TBfV5CPNIU9XWJeXibkNTi2RhQ9IKlXbabjgcycgvdB5aNV1jOqF2Pl6wxpIGHHG8wpdZcKU6tsPX53XPRIrabkgflYz5siSx4eLxVD2cEVB6A/s320/IMG_3709.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>My peace lily drooped. It would have been easy to give up on her and throw her out, but I knew better. I resurrected someone else's Peace Lily this past year and when I bought this plant in October she was $5 and half dead. And so I watered her and showed her love. Within a day she was starting to thrive again. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNaBHSvSlmcRe1ZChwrQ1qpllKYRWv6BcVoQ4l1N73NQ8b75uO8rewbaX-rPbXo7NJI8RmDeiop7QYBnkZkJQ1X0hYAhoZlUxPZO91VJXTgBEUjPnI8kzKqpTx1e_z7q0TdtXnIzM4KJQl6zsKejXoilvYdsLbLEozGvfb4mrCQIAHHSvNPLbtGyKa0oo/s2048/IMG_3728.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNaBHSvSlmcRe1ZChwrQ1qpllKYRWv6BcVoQ4l1N73NQ8b75uO8rewbaX-rPbXo7NJI8RmDeiop7QYBnkZkJQ1X0hYAhoZlUxPZO91VJXTgBEUjPnI8kzKqpTx1e_z7q0TdtXnIzM4KJQl6zsKejXoilvYdsLbLEozGvfb4mrCQIAHHSvNPLbtGyKa0oo/s320/IMG_3728.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>I should have taken a picture of her today back in her regular spot. I have removed the dead leaves and she looks completely different. <i>Oh, hold on. I'll go take a picture. The Eagles game is on a commercial. Good Lord, I just hobbled into the living room. I am going to need to cut this short and lie down to stretch my hip. </i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHzs1oG6XowB__xpOIBCB13DqMHe-4Yji5S3j6jVIDf6hRX6849dJMkUcOA7qDxv4jvN-8D6FaWcOQz2NqUhctwmU-GPcR2ElESeYpYdQO5Dcxqw5RDX5uO_TWlM1ZvgRFc1L6rxZnpl98gySUwKDvLhokuUgM8j4tMQPkZE0VXQK9k6tYLefmorH0Bk/s2048/IMG_3870.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHzs1oG6XowB__xpOIBCB13DqMHe-4Yji5S3j6jVIDf6hRX6849dJMkUcOA7qDxv4jvN-8D6FaWcOQz2NqUhctwmU-GPcR2ElESeYpYdQO5Dcxqw5RDX5uO_TWlM1ZvgRFc1L6rxZnpl98gySUwKDvLhokuUgM8j4tMQPkZE0VXQK9k6tYLefmorH0Bk/s320/IMG_3870.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>Look at how beautiful and green she is. This is just two weeks later. Water, Light, and Love. She is so much healthier. I need to name her. If you have any suggestions please send them to me: jhendersonfit@gmail.com. </p><p>I have been wanting to write a post about her since she came back to life after getting some water. Hydration is key. Even if you are trying to warm up, please don't forget to drink your water. If that's hard, then have a water-based soup. Eat some fruit. Just stay hydrated. You can always correct it, but it will take longer to get there and there may be some damage. I'm going to get technical but look at the color of your pee. The clearer the better. Start the day with a glass of water. You'll be thriving too. </p><p>Okay, my hip needs me. I'll see you soon. Heads up: I'll be making a vegetarian chili this week that I'm salivating over. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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Hello Covid!<p>Hello Beautiful People,</p><p>Welcome 2024! I hope 2024 is bringing you joy and good health. I was super excited for 2024 to hit. I was preparing to hit the ground running. I've been getting things more organized. I've been diving into the Hygge life. I've been working hard to reduce my stress and to say No. I was very excited.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivET8XmU1kVva9qQcg4m_v_YRTOAJMeg4sNdrlqR-meyTOLOn0U74gULXOzrx_PZ6AY4Jm8ihRnO7RH7C-8YuX3VedrRzTMUIyNMCbWKt9aum7B_xP_MESMVGSUkkS0TqLgT8Ym1RfRKn4QvkCSu8gdfgqIY9pr5Vj-0LMshP1e8Fjg9usnGKwbepJZNo/s2048/IMG_3547.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivET8XmU1kVva9qQcg4m_v_YRTOAJMeg4sNdrlqR-meyTOLOn0U74gULXOzrx_PZ6AY4Jm8ihRnO7RH7C-8YuX3VedrRzTMUIyNMCbWKt9aum7B_xP_MESMVGSUkkS0TqLgT8Ym1RfRKn4QvkCSu8gdfgqIY9pr5Vj-0LMshP1e8Fjg9usnGKwbepJZNo/s320/IMG_3547.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I started 2024 in Maine. I went up for Christmas and I stayed until New Year's Day. Guess what happened. Covid. I finally got it. Ugh. It hit everyone in the house. But, no one tested positive until I was home. ARGH! </p><p>I almost completely relaxed over Christmas. I felt the stress and anxiety go away. Some emotional moments were a little stressful, but I'll talk about that later. And then I got home and my family is sick and I'm not there to help. Of course, I got sick too, but I got a very mild case. I had a runny nose. I mean it ran constantly for three days and I had tissues stuffed up it for that whole time. It did zap me of energy though. I'm still recovering from that. I am so very thankful for my vaccination and boosters. </p><p>So I haven't been working out in 2024. I've been building up my energy and strength though. Today I had a client before Preschool and another after. I felt good after, but I didn't want to push it so I've been resting ever since. Resting has been the HARDEST thing. This is crazy. I've been making moves to find more rest and relaxation in my life and when it's forced on me I want to scream. When I knew I was going to be in bed all day I figured I would watch Harry Potter all day or something. I binged 90 Day Fiance thanks to Max. It was perfect. </p><p>I should probably bring up New Year's Resolutions. I really try not to make resolutions. I try to change my habits or set goals/priorities. However, if you have been with me for a while, you know that EVERY year I say that I want to learn how to knit a hat or socks. I've been making scarves for 20+ years. I cheated a little, but I made a hat! Grandmom got a loom that can crank out stitches for Christmas and it was my job to test it out. It was a little frustrating with very little instruction, but I watched several videos and made my first hat. Hooray! My Secret Santa got me one that arrived last week so everyone gets a hat this year! I'm most excited to make some for the homeless and pass them out when we go out with Hit the Streets. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwyiQGoAj8sMMdGfGjma6VPKIpjIQdVrvACzgWN4pqj424zNIWxsMrSYxg9nmO5hN29exWTzz9uHUlCv7A94SNdQjLUFZtSe0mWILrKPsyzeP95su_172jEZO7P13FJ6Gcg-H_WQ-shKg7K62uufrgXdCSJ_SaNInHmvOqS35037zAe2y3pDkCvBCLfU/s2048/IMG_3540.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglwyiQGoAj8sMMdGfGjma6VPKIpjIQdVrvACzgWN4pqj424zNIWxsMrSYxg9nmO5hN29exWTzz9uHUlCv7A94SNdQjLUFZtSe0mWILrKPsyzeP95su_172jEZO7P13FJ6Gcg-H_WQ-shKg7K62uufrgXdCSJ_SaNInHmvOqS35037zAe2y3pDkCvBCLfU/s320/IMG_3540.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>So what are my goals/priorities for 2024? I have several. </p><p>The first is to blog weekly again. I really enjoy it and it's how I hold myself accountable. I really don't worry about if there is no one reading this or if everyone is reading this. I do this for me. But, I would like to FINALLY include posts about what I learn when I study and how it can apply to you. </p><p>The second is to continue my Hygge lifestyle. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxX256QjjDexRhXxZuqW2Hsujrs_vqTO-bYBqlf9LBjpZR690Sr-gLr0WWLlxS__w1JE_p3R9RDtJhLgVTu20ySu-hHMQY3eci-sT-3GJRjsjxwRQ2rZcqFOrEr05UncFTAQq2hgRxg5vizvGSDpaF3Vm2k1r1ayL3AfdKVecCpZLnVEoEQFPK6sN5VBQ/s1179/IMG_3793.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1069" data-original-width="1179" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxX256QjjDexRhXxZuqW2Hsujrs_vqTO-bYBqlf9LBjpZR690Sr-gLr0WWLlxS__w1JE_p3R9RDtJhLgVTu20ySu-hHMQY3eci-sT-3GJRjsjxwRQ2rZcqFOrEr05UncFTAQq2hgRxg5vizvGSDpaF3Vm2k1r1ayL3AfdKVecCpZLnVEoEQFPK6sN5VBQ/s320/IMG_3793.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>I'm all about cozy. I live for blankets, candles, reading, and hot chocolate. I finished over 100 books in 2023. I listened to a lot of audiobooks, but I read a lot too. I'm trying to find more reading time. For the past two years, I have celebrated Jolabokaflod with friends and family. That is the tradition and giving books and chocolate on Christmas Eve and then sitting and reading. The idea is to relax on Christmas Eve and not be so stressed. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghxlJ7VXshtJ4Oq5cRIZEtkJxPZjp5gWuye-n30rvkITbF380S9NhqOwiKHRGF7zad9x3Z66PvFugcydl7J7lWw9cuzCc_V9-w2GnYsXpGejDQ0KVaeUdlHIAhFzwEh9kwZp_HZfzBdek4TK3l2gew4xaoyjlF7OQSKxnqQ5sA52_dHO2XV51h8meUvqE/s2048/IMG_3437.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghxlJ7VXshtJ4Oq5cRIZEtkJxPZjp5gWuye-n30rvkITbF380S9NhqOwiKHRGF7zad9x3Z66PvFugcydl7J7lWw9cuzCc_V9-w2GnYsXpGejDQ0KVaeUdlHIAhFzwEh9kwZp_HZfzBdek4TK3l2gew4xaoyjlF7OQSKxnqQ5sA52_dHO2XV51h8meUvqE/s320/IMG_3437.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>This past year I made an effort to make my Christmas gifts personalized. I'm still working on some, to be honest. But, I want to keep this up so I need to get an earlier start on them for next year. And so I have planned out to make some presents every month. I even started to freeze my gingerbread dough. It looks like you can freeze it up to 3 months. I have a batch in the freezer now and I'm going to make it next month to see how it goes. If it works then it's a game changer and will give me the gift of time this year. Speaking of my cookies. I made one last batch in Maine and it was delicious. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3OhrrHLbeop_JLenvodqMSfWp2GeP51Wg8QRUCYTQJSoiP_Yasb-aPbKc7xyWs9OQtp306XiwDZt3I-8TRkb8NGT06CZrKPokDwrnk2nq3-yt0z34cXbTzNutQPNRxHNZqpiJeKeHxgbT5AMMz12MvgeyX9BGaCVbb0f9i-fqScvsZnPAYGWBaBjILmA/s1800/75502634-5217-40CF-B825-B2BE75D426D3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3OhrrHLbeop_JLenvodqMSfWp2GeP51Wg8QRUCYTQJSoiP_Yasb-aPbKc7xyWs9OQtp306XiwDZt3I-8TRkb8NGT06CZrKPokDwrnk2nq3-yt0z34cXbTzNutQPNRxHNZqpiJeKeHxgbT5AMMz12MvgeyX9BGaCVbb0f9i-fqScvsZnPAYGWBaBjILmA/s320/75502634-5217-40CF-B825-B2BE75D426D3.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>And third, I am prioritizing my mental health. My physical health will also be a part. When I am in better shape I am in a better headspace, but it isn't always a guarantee. I feel it in my body when I don't have my regular stretching sessions. I have been working with a client who is really focusing on what his body is telling him. We often discuss how the pain may radiate in one area, but the source is somewhere else. That is often an issue with mental health also. You all know that I have anxiety. I stalk my luggage on plane rides after the issues with them that last two trips. I cannot relax until I know it is on/off the plane. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwkICerb6Bn-697oVcPPTgzASJ5U23mRLCpjQHupgqC_3GAzHiXuP8I_78lWKX87NeeWJ9yiHbqYtWMz6jPkXvK_zFSehiXpQ-K4VVEsT1YNivt-Ty6fwVMuY8V2-13NlOzTb8NoaUtJUtXDooHz8vt_925QflZ3NCiDkmq180T5TIIKtP-Jc198kS_w4/s2048/IMG_3367.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwkICerb6Bn-697oVcPPTgzASJ5U23mRLCpjQHupgqC_3GAzHiXuP8I_78lWKX87NeeWJ9yiHbqYtWMz6jPkXvK_zFSehiXpQ-K4VVEsT1YNivt-Ty6fwVMuY8V2-13NlOzTb8NoaUtJUtXDooHz8vt_925QflZ3NCiDkmq180T5TIIKtP-Jc198kS_w4/s320/IMG_3367.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>I took this picture from the gate. It's the pink one. </p><p>Anyway, one of the things that is good for my mental health is staying off of social media. In 2023 I posted every day. I was posting two things daily. The first was a picture of the Bible passages that I was reading. It was my third time committing to reading the Bible in a Year. If you get a chance I recommend it. I started because I want to know context when someone is preaching to me. It's not an easy read and there were days that I wanted to stop, but it's important to know what people are referencing and for you to know the whole story. The other thing that I posted was my Golden Girls Daily trivia calendar. </p><p>I will never get off of social media entirely, as it's how I stay in touch with a lot of friends and family, but it's not an especially healthy place to hang out for long periods. Now, at the same time, I do want to be more active on my Confessions FB page. So I want to take more time off, but I want to be more active. I'm such a walking juxtaposition. I'm a mess I tell you. </p><p>Okay, I will confess that there WAS a fourth goal. Lent starts on Valentine's Day. It's right around the corner. I always give up chocolate for Lent. So I had planned on giving up milk chocolate in 2024. If I was going to have chocolate it was going to be dark. Well, I haven't quite kept to that. I'm going to kick that off this weekend. </p><p>I'm going to call it a night. I had a massive migraine last night so I am going to sit back and enjoy my British Murder Mystery that I discovered the other day. I'm such an old lady. </p><p>I do have a post that I started last month about Thanksgiving and the start of Christmas. I'll try to get that finished within the week. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.<br /><br />jhendersonfit@gmail.com </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face="">Check out my </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_self"><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;">Facebook</span></a><span face=""> Page for Confessions (there are before and work-in-progress </span><a href="http://jennie-henderson.blogspot.com/2014/09/recipe-for-eating-success-eating.html" target="_self"><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;">pictures</span></a><span face="">):</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face=""><br /><span face=""><span face=""><a href="goog_413589035">http://www.</a></span></span></span><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;"><a href="goog_413589035">facebook</a></span><span face=""><a href="http://.com/ConfessionsOfAFormerFatGir">.com/ConfessionsOfAFormerFatGir</a><br /><br />yeah, sorry, I messed up and the "l" is missing....I need an assistant :-)<br /><br />Don't forget to follow me on </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="">Twitter: hugsnsmile</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;"><span face=""><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_self">Instagram</a></span></span><span face="">: Jennie5973</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="">Threads: </span>Jennie5973</div>Jennie hendersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16710472676569187380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791139123575072778.post-79084801895419646652023-10-09T20:59:00.000-04:002023-10-09T20:59:20.220-04:00Today I ate a cupcake, a donut, and an ice cream bar<p>Hello my Lovelies and Gents,</p><p>Breathe. It is Monday night and I am sitting here watching the Phillies play the Braves. Go Phillies!</p><p>It's been a day. I cried at work this morning. It wasn't a full sob, but my eyes got watery and I went to see someone for a hug. I keep saying that it's been a rough year and we are only beginning week six. Without going into too much detail, I will just say that there is a behavioral issue with a young one who screams and more for a very long period of time each morning. There have been a couple of days without it, but it's most days and it averages about an hour. I've gotten headaches and it's starting to feel like mental torture. <b>I'LL TELL YOU WHATEVER YOU WANT! JUST MAKE IT STOP! </b>And then it will stop. Like it never happened.</p><p>It's exhausting. And it's going to break me. </p><p>This morning I chose to stay in bed and not go in and walk before school. I knew it was probably going to happen. We have had some good Fridays, but no good Mondays and I needed all of the rest I could get. Well, that, and a skunk sprayed outside of my bedroom window several times last night. I was hoping to walk after school today, but I was not in the mood. And I was disappointed in myself. When I went to get my hug, I was offered a cupcake and I didn't even hesitate. It was homemade and they are the best. And I had somehow manifested a bunch of donuts today. I grabbed the book <u>If You Give a Dog a Donut</u>. I didn't read it last week when we had a donut craft. After I brought it to the classroom I got a message that a parent wanted to bring in donuts for the class. I'll have to grab a book about Quiet tomorrow. They were fresh warm Krispy Kremes. I had to. And then when I got home I had ice cream. UGH. </p><p>The good news is that I had very veggie-heavy meals so that counts right?</p><p>I have been posting pictures to my personal Facebook page every time I walk. Since I didn't walk and I stress ate I figured I would hold myself accountable here. I'll get some sleep and start all over again, but tomorrow is going to be a long day. I'll just try to resist sweet treats for the rest of the week. </p><p>Last week I got a new succulent. His name is Kevin. So I have Luc and Kevin (Kline). I'm going to need a lot more succulents to get through the year. I should start a GoFundMe for my Emotional Support Succulent Fund. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNl0fzXr4dt9cfCtDehNfo8z4tfpdv2Au16HrmlBZEs99Z4y0QUcbEe7ktgMbAv1gVDeOKgrnmaWDpbDmB9MtfFT0c4X9kSp7CEnOg4i8etW8_SYFx4wAj-NDlzXBKQHiPrckc01oxNwyx23ttzzgY100VWJBYD3Y77lWiHTrsQZ8sMsy-7qLVa-O4eQ/s1440/Kevin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNl0fzXr4dt9cfCtDehNfo8z4tfpdv2Au16HrmlBZEs99Z4y0QUcbEe7ktgMbAv1gVDeOKgrnmaWDpbDmB9MtfFT0c4X9kSp7CEnOg4i8etW8_SYFx4wAj-NDlzXBKQHiPrckc01oxNwyx23ttzzgY100VWJBYD3Y77lWiHTrsQZ8sMsy-7qLVa-O4eQ/s320/Kevin.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Okay, this game is getting too close. I need to focus and send all of the good vibes. And I need to BREATHE. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.<br /><br />jhendersonfit@gmail.com </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face="">Check out my </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_self"><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;">Facebook</span></a><span face=""> Page for Confessions (there are before and work-in-progress </span><a href="http://jennie-henderson.blogspot.com/2014/09/recipe-for-eating-success-eating.html" target="_self"><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;">pictures</span></a><span face="">):</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face=""><br /><span face=""><span face=""><a href="goog_413589035">http://www.</a></span></span></span><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;"><a href="goog_413589035">facebook</a></span><span face=""><a href="http://.com/ConfessionsOfAFormerFatGir">.com/ConfessionsOfAFormerFatGir</a><br /><br />yeah, sorry, I messed up and the "l" is missing....I need an assistant :-)<br /><br />Don't forget to follow me on </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="">Twitter: hugsnsmile</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;"><span face=""><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_self">Instagram</a></span></span><span face="">: Jennie5973</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="">Threads: </span>Jennie5973</div>Jennie hendersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16710472676569187380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791139123575072778.post-29259749119033281062023-10-08T17:53:00.002-04:002023-10-08T17:53:23.894-04:002023 Charlotte CROP Hunger Walk<p> Hello Beautiful People,</p><p>This morning I gave my talk at the beginning of the Church Service. I always stress over what I'm going to say. Everyone is very supportive of the Charlotte CROP Hunger Walk, but I take my roles as the Team Captain AND the Co-Chair of the walk very seriously. I only have a few minutes and I need to make it new and also give the relevant information. Here is my talk:</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">Good Morning. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">It’s that time of year again. The 2023 Charlotte CROP
Hunger Walk is coming up in 2 weeks. We all know how much I like to talk so I
thought I would make this about me. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">A Day in the Life of Jennie. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I
wake up use the toilet and wash my hands. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">Then
I wash my face. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">Next, I brush my teeth. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I finish getting dressed and head to the kitchen. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I
make my coffee. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I
fill my water bottle for the day. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I eat my breakfast and pack my lunch. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I drive to work. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I
change a diaper. I wash my hands. This happens several times a day. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I
wipe a kid’s nose. I wash my hands. This happens several times a day. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I
use the toilet and wash my hands. Again this happens several times a day. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">When
I get home I prepare my meals. I wash my fruits and vegetables. I may boil
water for preparing meals. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I
do wash the dishes. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I
refill my water bottle to drink</span></b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">At
the end of the night, I take a shower and brush my teeth. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">Twice
a week I do a load of laundry. <o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">If you are keeping track, I use a lot of water in one
day. And I’m just one person. This doesn’t even include the frills. Watering my
plants. Washing my car. Manicures/Pedicures. Cleaning.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">I’m not actually here to talk about me. I’m just one
person. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">According
to the EPA:<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-left: 25.5pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Toilet – 18.5 gallons per person, per day<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-left: 25.5pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Washing Machine – 15 gallons per person, per day<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-left: 25.5pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Shower – 11.6 gallons per person, per day<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-left: 25.5pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Faucet – 10.9 gallons per person, per day<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-left: 25.5pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-size: 18.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;">·<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="color: #475666; font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Dishwasher – 1 gallon per person, per day<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">We are so lucky to have access to clean running water.
We are so lucky. Can you imagine if you had to choose how to use a smaller about of water per day?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">There are areas in this world where women walk miles
every day to get the water they need. In some areas, they must walk 3-5 miles to
get the water and then 3-5 miles back carrying the water. That is where the
distance for the CROP Hunger Walk started. Back in the day, the walk was 10
miles. It represented the sacrifice needed to have water.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">The distance for the walk has since been reduced, but
it’s still the reason that we walk. We walk to raise money to help people
locally and globally to have access to the basic needs that we all deserve. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">L</span><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text", serif; font-size: 18pt;">ocally we raise money for Crisis Assistance Ministry,
which in this past year has provided Financial aid casework for 19,345 rent
and/or utility crises.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;">Locally we raise money for Loaves and
Fishes/Friendship Trays. They are in desperate need of food donations and
monetary donations as their numbers continue to rise. They have spent nearly $730,000
on food this year. Last year they </span><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text", serif; font-size: 18pt;">only spent $250,000. We still have 3 months left in the year.</span></p><h3 style="background: white; margin-bottom: 11.25pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.75pt; margin: 3.75pt 0in 11.25pt; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Locally we raise money for Second Harvest Food Bank. They aim to end
child hunger. There are 158,000 children in Charlotte at risk of hunger
every day. <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; color: #262626;">The Kids Cafe Program
provides free meals, snacks, and nutrition education to at-risk children during
the school year and summer months. The Backpack Program provides a
backpack full of nutritious, ready-to-eat or easy-to-prepare foods that is sent
home on weekends and holidays when school meals are not available.</span><span style="color: #262626;"> The School-Based Mobile Pantry is designed to supplement
their Backpack Program at higher-poverty elementary schools in our region. The
School-Based Snack Programs provide healthy snacks for children at low-income
schools. Often these children arrive at school not having had breakfast, and
these snacks help ensure they have the best chance of success in learning and
breaking the cycle of poverty.<o:p></o:p></span></span></h3><h3 style="background: white; margin-bottom: 11.25pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.75pt; margin: 3.75pt 0in 11.25pt; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #262626; font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Globally, we raise money for
Church World Services. They are on the ground providing for relief from
hurricanes, earthquakes, war, flooding, and droughts. They are also providing
the education and supplies needed to make remote/devastated areas self-sustaining through
wells, gardening, and raising animals. </span><o:p></o:p></span></h3><h3 style="background: white; margin-bottom: 11.25pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.75pt; margin: 3.75pt 0in 11.25pt; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #262626; font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt;">This year the 2023 Charlotte
CROP Hunger Walk is on Sunday, October 22 at Memorial Stadium. The walk begins
at 1:30 and you can walk as many laps of the stadium until 3:30. It is free to
register and all funds received will go to help someone in need. And I mean ALL
funds received. The Walk Logistics are covered by Sponsors. Advent Lutheran is
one of those sponsors. <o:p></o:p></span></h3><h3 style="background: white; margin-bottom: 11.25pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 3.75pt; margin: 3.75pt 0in 11.25pt; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #262626; font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt;">All donations are welcome
and will make a difference. $50 can start a community garden with tools and
seeds. $2000 can drill a well to provide water to a thirsty community. The
Advent Lutheran Goal is to raise $10,000. That’s a lot of gardens and wells. If
you would like to walk or make a donation, please see me.<o:p></o:p></span></h3><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;"> </span></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "High Tower Text",serif; font-size: 18pt; line-height: 107%;"> If you are in the Charlotte area on the 22nd please come join us. If you would like to make a donation here is the link: <a href="https://events.crophungerwalk.org/2023/jennie-henderson-3">Charlotte CROP Hunger Walk</a>.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. The journey is so much easier if you have support.<br /><br />jhendersonfit@gmail.com </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face="">Check out my </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_self"><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;">Facebook</span></a><span face=""> Page for Confessions (there are before and work-in-progress </span><a href="http://jennie-henderson.blogspot.com/2014/09/recipe-for-eating-success-eating.html" target="_self"><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;">pictures</span></a><span face="">):</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face=""><br /><span face=""><span face=""><a href="goog_413589035">http://www.</a></span></span></span><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;"><a href="goog_413589035">facebook</a></span><span face=""><a href="http://.com/ConfessionsOfAFormerFatGir">.com/ConfessionsOfAFormerFatGir</a><br /><br />yeah, sorry, I messed up and the "l" is missing....I need an assistant :-)<br /><br />Don't forget to follow me on </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="">Twitter: hugsnsmile</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="" style="color: #f48d1d;"><span face=""><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" target="_self">Instagram</a></span></span><span face="">: Jennie5973</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="">Threads: </span>Jennie5973</div>Jennie hendersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16710472676569187380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791139123575072778.post-7298376457703056712023-10-01T21:33:00.000-04:002023-10-01T21:33:12.484-04:00Long story short<p>Hello my Lovelies and Gents,</p><p>September is not my friend. It's been a stressful month and now tomorrow is the anniversary of my Dad's passing. I know that makes my emotions high, but I need a break. It's been a tough year at preschool, and it's only been 4 weeks. I'm hopeful that things will get better, but I seem to have a headache every day (I have a screamer) and I'm physically exhausted. Then this week I don't know what I did to my right hand, but my wrist is sore. And then I got a killer debilitating migraine this weekend. I haven't had one this bad in a long time. My hair still hurts. BREATHE. </p><p>So let's back up. I've been so tired that I haven't had any energy to get my cardio in. And truth be told, when it came down to it, I also had very little energy for strength. I started back with a morning client two days a week so I decided that I would get up at that time every day and walk in the gym at church before Preschool. That first morning I got there only 30 minutes early and I forgot my watch. Darn it. But, I still walked. I made it one time the next week, but I also stayed after and walked one day after school. It's not much, but I'm getting there. I'm determined to work on my resting heart rate and help my blood pressure. It doesn't take that much to do that, it just takes consistency, </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmuXEkGJwdyssgFKhfY1r8g-2s8kaDmq4tCIJjG92fD55gcTuZiF3eB-TPLhm_0MlevwLSm0-tNSDGbhsjAw74RUkTA80vvOtC6CViR5NkKWnQ90oimqeRLAvm5lKvlnz2tB7E_0B2r1A_AQFnLqGkXrYdlml_ChjJKUCDT2G8PtMd9doXCRuv-S252fo/s1800/DE027949-396A-432B-8E66-58867DC91F69.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmuXEkGJwdyssgFKhfY1r8g-2s8kaDmq4tCIJjG92fD55gcTuZiF3eB-TPLhm_0MlevwLSm0-tNSDGbhsjAw74RUkTA80vvOtC6CViR5NkKWnQ90oimqeRLAvm5lKvlnz2tB7E_0B2r1A_AQFnLqGkXrYdlml_ChjJKUCDT2G8PtMd9doXCRuv-S252fo/s320/DE027949-396A-432B-8E66-58867DC91F69.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt3dnJpCrCRTXbN4upf0kOiJitDAYZn7GivYfGXwEz0v47MBX1xg25yjFsRd1wGKBCPQzhbmw8WsjDNBQUNa-51WmUjbclt0Vnax7XeTMLMnCTZHk5RfNNwWaefWgIZa1-V3adQZANVhvaG8X3bSiVrtrQ5EtISAF00qyf6Cjjo9DHG_wqzvEvAM91T0s/s1800/FC79211C-0D40-4404-AB1E-26D9A203105F.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt3dnJpCrCRTXbN4upf0kOiJitDAYZn7GivYfGXwEz0v47MBX1xg25yjFsRd1wGKBCPQzhbmw8WsjDNBQUNa-51WmUjbclt0Vnax7XeTMLMnCTZHk5RfNNwWaefWgIZa1-V3adQZANVhvaG8X3bSiVrtrQ5EtISAF00qyf6Cjjo9DHG_wqzvEvAM91T0s/s320/FC79211C-0D40-4404-AB1E-26D9A203105F.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>It is killing me that I haven't finished telling you about my Cedar Point trip. But, I won't do it until I can sit and do it properly. </p><p>This past week was full of a ton of emotions. I had a really bad day at preschool and then we found out about an unexpected death and long story short I ate half of a box of Thin Mints for dinner. </p><p>Then I had a Me Day planned. I'm happy to report that I went to see My Big Fat Greek Wedding 3. I had a little time to kill before I went to the theater so I did my laps. Go me. And then I got my snacks for the movie and long story short I ate a bag of combos for dinner. </p><p>On Thursday my afternoon client cancelled because her household was throwing up and with fevers. So I made an impromptu trip to the grocery store to pick up bananas and long story short $75 and 3 pints of ice cream later I left. NEVER go to the store without a list. Especially when you are having a rough week. On the positive side of that trip, I did get some more roasted vegetables to put on my salad. I am embracing the roasted brussel sprouts and butternut squash on my salad. </p><p>I was finally not stressed at work on Friday and long story short as soon as I got home my nose was running and the headache started. </p><p>I don't think that I mentioned this before, but I may have. Sadly I got a bug infestation in two of my plants this summer. I treated them and kept them contained and minimal, but when I went away in August I had to throw one of them out as soon as I got home. I treated the other but, it was just stressing me out. Every new growth brought a new nest. So last week I finally threw it out. I also threw out two others that were just struggling and giving me problems. I bought a replacement and I repotted it yesterday. My plant area looks a little different, but it is less stressful. I also have to figure out what to do with it once I put my Christmas tree up. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPau7E52hB33H6xkBOowSvjq0q4ffcgLMe3AisamYuSUfvDs_vDcN1NbIwuqbO7JU7G9OE1GYs9eqgOqXTWCb4vnFxZx1cNUj2rTruOZe0LFUJpeUx80Znvdr0xfkW8qedZfgnMKBCaPPZLT-nY3lorAYNfA2nvOGk1hUSHbKBuJAzCJdhRrTcmjLzLVQ/s1078/IMG_0487.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1078" data-original-width="1063" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPau7E52hB33H6xkBOowSvjq0q4ffcgLMe3AisamYuSUfvDs_vDcN1NbIwuqbO7JU7G9OE1GYs9eqgOqXTWCb4vnFxZx1cNUj2rTruOZe0LFUJpeUx80Znvdr0xfkW8qedZfgnMKBCaPPZLT-nY3lorAYNfA2nvOGk1hUSHbKBuJAzCJdhRrTcmjLzLVQ/s320/IMG_0487.PNG" width="316" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I did get another succulent and pot too. My mustache pot has a girlfriend. She is adorable. Now let's talk about habits. I checked plants 4-5 times a day for bugs. Sometimes I found something every time and sometimes I went days in between. I still found them though. It's been over a week and I'm still checking my plants multiple times a day looking for them and expecting to see them. I don't know when I will stop checking them daily. I know there is an incubation period and they could show up again, but the anxiety I have is still there. I'm not even relieved when I don't see anything because I'm still expecting something bad to happen. Life with anxiety. </p><p>There is still another stress that I haven't talked about. The Charlotte CROP Hunger Walk is in three weeks. This is my second year as the Co-Chair. I was stressed last year and everything worked out. I'm stressed again this year, but I'm mainly disappointed in myself. I don't feel like I have put the work in that I should. I have been too exhausted. My To-Do list every day is to promote the walk and to work on fundraising. Now in the back of my head, I think of how behind we felt last year and then how fast the donations came in. I felt like I had put undue stress on myself. That doesn't change anything though. I have to recruit walkers from my church. I need to work on the talk that I will be giving at church next week. Maybe I will include it in my next post. </p><p>If you are in the Charlotte area on Sunday, October 22 please come join us at Memorial Stadium. We will be walking to End Hunger from 1:30-3:30. If you would like to make a donation I can make it very easy for you: <a href="https://events.crophungerwalk.org/2023/jennie-henderson-3">Charlotte Crop Hunger Walk</a>. All funds raised go to help a community in need. It may be helping people in Charlotte with food or building a well for a community in Kenya. It may be to give a family chickens to provide the necessary protein they need or help a community harvest honey. Long story short it all goes to make life better for fellow humans. </p><p>Thinking positively I have been thinking about the theme for my car for Trunk or Treating this year. No surprise, but I have picked a Ted Lasso theme. I got a small kids soccer goal and ball. They will get to try and kick a goal and then they will get a bag of goldfish. I thought about having army men too, but I don't like the optics of any guns at church. I'm excited though. I'll make a poster and dress up as Ted. I have a visor and a whistle. I'll just get a fake mustache. </p><p>I did get a surprise gift this week. Shout out to my mom who sent me a new Tervis cup. Nope, not today. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfY839HRNZUFb0IbS-OWBc1nexHTnT8t775FHFZNaWfm2Dugqk5aLKjt8vScxIm5JjkbfpZxGeZbrsBK_WmrNol8qfVctFniPqgQs2NWjyHFu8MJdO0Ll1MlhpCqjcRl45Z6-NhyphenhyphenlDoHXLuxw26QiVYhTm9gb02kkbuDfafGXrKf9Kkmu80bG6TubU9pQ/s2208/IMG_0632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2208" data-original-width="1240" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfY839HRNZUFb0IbS-OWBc1nexHTnT8t775FHFZNaWfm2Dugqk5aLKjt8vScxIm5JjkbfpZxGeZbrsBK_WmrNol8qfVctFniPqgQs2NWjyHFu8MJdO0Ll1MlhpCqjcRl45Z6-NhyphenhyphenlDoHXLuxw26QiVYhTm9gb02kkbuDfafGXrKf9Kkmu80bG6TubU9pQ/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p>Okay, I need to wind down and relax before I go to sleep. I'm sure I'll be a mess tomorrow. </p><p><br /></p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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Hooray! Happy Football season. It's been a little while since my last post and I have already started my Part 2 post from Cedar Point and I hope to work on it this week. In the meantime, I wanted to give you a quick update. The Eagles won today and I did my hair. LOL. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu92UXmDsQ8BTHB-LZlJi1lrj-cC_IBWwhHQ6ppRnshV3mng9zRJ8i3_yYdZfmoIAXudVl4vIKmeyUDh-59UYswiGBIq5AiO9-bn-bd-vf2u3BsQHlTS5ZgZlLOI8NRCSvWoIwijHXkZiSngLcDwxQOZb0gDbo3qZFPfPX39bBNi6DP7C305QEIbDTwv0/s2048/376710316_10159704535512005_2393320383346380224_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu92UXmDsQ8BTHB-LZlJi1lrj-cC_IBWwhHQ6ppRnshV3mng9zRJ8i3_yYdZfmoIAXudVl4vIKmeyUDh-59UYswiGBIq5AiO9-bn-bd-vf2u3BsQHlTS5ZgZlLOI8NRCSvWoIwijHXkZiSngLcDwxQOZb0gDbo3qZFPfPX39bBNi6DP7C305QEIbDTwv0/s320/376710316_10159704535512005_2393320383346380224_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I finished my recertification! Hooray! When I tell you that my brain hurt by the end, I am not kidding. I was getting headaches every time I started reading. </p><p>After I got back from Cedar Point I spent a week with my Mom. I had hoped to get in some pool time, but that didn't happen. We were very productive and I got some studying done, but I hadn't finished it. I also hadn't even read my book for book club, and it was my selection. Gah! I seriously got headaches every time I started to read. I may have been partially dehydrated too, but the tiny print that I had to read didn't help. </p><p>When I got back to Charlotte I was excited to get working on my new Preschool Classroom. I had prepared my classroom in July to be in great shape for the fall so that I would have extra study time. I got a new classroom so I spent a lot more time working on it than planned. It looks amazing and the kids are really enjoying it and I'm excited about the school year. </p><p>I ended up taking a long weekend to finish studying so that I could focus on the classroom and I was able to do it. Thank goodness. I learned a lot. I now have a Specialty in Weight Management. I plan on a big post about what I learned, but right now I'll just say that I will not be studying for another Specialty for my next recertification. I will be taking smaller courses to ease the burden. I already have my first one picked out to take in January: Caring for Yourself While Supporting Others. </p><p>So I finished my studying and then I finished my classroom. I celebrated by trying a new place for lunch. You know my love for Cava. I picked a similar place, Mezeh. I ate half for lunch and kept half for after Open House. It was so good. I got Spring greens, brown rice, falafels, eggplant, hummus, and more. It was so good that I suggested that Mom and I go that weekend. I went up for a long weekend to relax. I was so happy not to be stressed out. I won't see her again until Christmas so I will take every chance that I can get. </p><p>We had only one plan for that visit: Lunch at Cheesecake Factory. I had gotten a gift card for my birthday. We sat outside and it was lovely. I had been eyeing up a salad and it didn't disappoint. I stepped out of my comfort zone and got the Beet and Avocado salad. It was so delicious. In fact, I bought beets yesterday to put in my salads at home. I'm not going to lie, I tucked that napkin in my neckline. I was terrified that I would get beet juice on my shirt. I did not. Hooray!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4_z5x6pqepfeMLjq0pGOljMRj-wdGNziOQ0rNLAJJLel-SNfmgjLu9TBaLB5osjAriEVztCCPZ-dWsjbOlsnO7hKrhnCLXJwEN8kSXMfOyL8OFehQdO0C_3-hM59dUfvJH-MMYJNtXYCLPluIdRgNCh0SVLPjPFfCh5JsttV5Fen0B3FtlJML9_-dE3E/s2048/IMG_9706.JPEG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4_z5x6pqepfeMLjq0pGOljMRj-wdGNziOQ0rNLAJJLel-SNfmgjLu9TBaLB5osjAriEVztCCPZ-dWsjbOlsnO7hKrhnCLXJwEN8kSXMfOyL8OFehQdO0C_3-hM59dUfvJH-MMYJNtXYCLPluIdRgNCh0SVLPjPFfCh5JsttV5Fen0B3FtlJML9_-dE3E/s320/IMG_9706.JPEG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>The next day we went to Mezeh and Mom loved it too. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXOixC7UMNGC2oaMO9diE9GDpnA6xyvPPj_UnYk5J_dglbfbdiURZHPMnAX3yyhLL6KghZs5dxUIZQpit50hKLvM8-0Eka1z9ZU8aR3MX4d2fuPHr7DnO1lAr21vp-FSxgQzUnacX2hdrBeMJIQcWT8y8byKgB1iJtQ63zs_czslCXw0BYFZz-4GIhN9g/s2048/IMG_9748.JPEG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXOixC7UMNGC2oaMO9diE9GDpnA6xyvPPj_UnYk5J_dglbfbdiURZHPMnAX3yyhLL6KghZs5dxUIZQpit50hKLvM8-0Eka1z9ZU8aR3MX4d2fuPHr7DnO1lAr21vp-FSxgQzUnacX2hdrBeMJIQcWT8y8byKgB1iJtQ63zs_czslCXw0BYFZz-4GIhN9g/s320/IMG_9748.JPEG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>I had a wonderful and relaxing visit. I still didn't get to read. I still got a headache. We even got to watch our favorite movie: French Kiss. Sadly it is not available for streaming, but if you get a chance to watch it take it. Meg Ryan and Kevin Kline. There's a scene in it when Meg Ryan's character had a reaction to all of the cheese and I'm telling you I feel it. I completely understand how she felt. You may remember that I named my Succulent after Kevin Kline's character Luc. I have since repotted him, but the name has stuck. I took Luc with me again for the trip. He enjoyed his window time, but he's mad a me for all of the traveling. He has lost a couple of leaves in the travels.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6aI4T6RyUq3U_wrU1xNdXdJ-xrYHGVaSVVYuE3mVJL06W8B1QRcZBa2OkX3WKRKhMcorTbwE7l4GqLoAvtq5Fuq6I3ckjeX6W6PPLVudwWhD6zwMwyBTwozNtSNlEHO29lt1VDRphO5KmCbnCZ25MwIX2dhdmrOKdHE55lA_MSlISmrzK1lxQk8zNpmg/s2348/E4D0DC33-1880-4898-8765-5AE105D87357.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2348" data-original-width="2348" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6aI4T6RyUq3U_wrU1xNdXdJ-xrYHGVaSVVYuE3mVJL06W8B1QRcZBa2OkX3WKRKhMcorTbwE7l4GqLoAvtq5Fuq6I3ckjeX6W6PPLVudwWhD6zwMwyBTwozNtSNlEHO29lt1VDRphO5KmCbnCZ25MwIX2dhdmrOKdHE55lA_MSlISmrzK1lxQk8zNpmg/s320/E4D0DC33-1880-4898-8765-5AE105D87357.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>The first week of school was a success. I also had a new client schedule. I have a new morning client twice a week before preschool. I also started back with a client who had an accident at the beginning of August. She broke her elbow, some ribs, and her femur. I will be working with her on the days that her Physical Therapist doesn't come to the house. I'm proud to say that her Physical Therapist and her Occupational Therapist were very impressed with her core and overall strength. She is 76 and we have been working together for a while. She said I am to thank and I will take that compliment. It's why I do what I do. </p><p>Okay, I need to get ready for bed. Perhaps I'll watch a Ted Lasso episode. I need to get working on Season 2 for you. That's fun work lol. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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We arrived at the Resort Saturday night. Yesterday we were there when Cedar Point opened and when it closed. We did go back to the hotel for a few hours in between. It was an AMAZING day. This morning we had some rain and it’s a little overcast, but it’s all good. We don’t have early entry passes so we can’t go just yet, but that’s okay. As I write this I am sitting on the patio overlooking the water and listening to the Seagulls. (I started this on Monday, but didn't finish until Friday) It’s so relaxing it’s not funny. If only I had some coffee. LOL. I’m also sitting next to the Starbucks, but the line was too long. I’ll wait it out. It’s not the weekend so we don’t NEED to be there when it opens. Although I’m going to give my big pitch for Hotel Breakers. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVwKMQtVxUMCZrz5RS6p-Ah6BsVxTwEIWFZnFyZSTtRk8_8Lgl-UJgo2PKC8RW-HePR955YweiP_Hczwxd2jH-L37vcoghKAjrMggoRUHEuH9Q9noNx1mpAogXx7fFL4eTClpH0KSZyvncP-6Ci6ewDUKgr-QMsK3xMFlKLVKUnrXn_uzU_XDULImEAVE/s4032/3CF04361-6768-4B46-8F75-BE4E555D630F.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVwKMQtVxUMCZrz5RS6p-Ah6BsVxTwEIWFZnFyZSTtRk8_8Lgl-UJgo2PKC8RW-HePR955YweiP_Hczwxd2jH-L37vcoghKAjrMggoRUHEuH9Q9noNx1mpAogXx7fFL4eTClpH0KSZyvncP-6Ci6ewDUKgr-QMsK3xMFlKLVKUnrXn_uzU_XDULImEAVE/s320/3CF04361-6768-4B46-8F75-BE4E555D630F.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>When we were planning and trip I was comparing prices. My thought was that I wasn’t planning on staying at the hotel that much so we could stay in town. I was encouraged to book the on-site Resort because it would enhance the experience and I would be certain to have a good bed. It has delivered. The beds are incredibly comfortable. There are restaurants on site. There is a beach and pools. And two private entrances to the Park. I don’t think that I could come to the Park again without staying here. </p><p>Okay so let’s talk about the drive here. Cousin Corey offered his car and driving services. It was delightful, but I’m telling you that I do the driving so much that I just didn’t know what to do with my hands for that long. Lol. Anyway, I drank iced tea most of the way. We did stop at Dunkin Donuts about halfway here and I got my first coffee and an egg sandwich. It was very difficult on my body though. My drive to Virginia was through rain the whole way. My body was still tight and stiff from that. Every time we stopped my body seemed for forget how to stand and walk. It was rough. </p><p>My life is never without drama and so within 5 minutes of checking in to the hotel I lost my phone. We were in our room and I couldn’t find it. We went back to the car and couldn’t find it. But, my karma is good and someone found it and handed it in to the front desk. Crisis averted. </p><p>For dinner on Saturday we tried the Japanese restaurant, but it was a bit of a wait. So we walked past the arcade and indoor pool to the TGIFridays. It was a short wait so we were able to grab pina coladas and sit outside while we waited. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIjyN6HGTOdMemxokADuhAu0OufsyTSpeyNah6-YjZMV7chraSvBUSXYhodiJ2MCXmvx3TFLewzaVR4MEKp13DgTnhBdMlY1Pl8huaFVXZ-GlXG_2wINxF_XGSoPvIBVRfX6jxxLSfAXCYSQAKV9Z_KpdoW7Kerq9SFfcCIQucuLdOOtRR1cveYEWPDaI/s4032/IMG_8624.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIjyN6HGTOdMemxokADuhAu0OufsyTSpeyNah6-YjZMV7chraSvBUSXYhodiJ2MCXmvx3TFLewzaVR4MEKp13DgTnhBdMlY1Pl8huaFVXZ-GlXG_2wINxF_XGSoPvIBVRfX6jxxLSfAXCYSQAKV9Z_KpdoW7Kerq9SFfcCIQucuLdOOtRR1cveYEWPDaI/s320/IMG_8624.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>As you can imagine, my options for dinner weren’t stellar, but I did get a beyond meat cheeseburger and side caesar salad. They were yummy. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOfAuwVyBmD-FRIlsqr4SEjz-vnp_0lMu9zQQJVMXVUSAFzC2gDOU5b4RIPBL3j78ZTQA7Ccn7xDAHe3krWLT8_RKnFlJi_FXBfUetbofywQuQp5OZNWo_8RRhGc4T4DQ4u8JuuZhP4IlUv7hgi5vqfT1q83ZzVcT1Un8Px1ZDpdvC_ugBdOmFlQIoBAc/s4032/IMG_8630.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOfAuwVyBmD-FRIlsqr4SEjz-vnp_0lMu9zQQJVMXVUSAFzC2gDOU5b4RIPBL3j78ZTQA7Ccn7xDAHe3krWLT8_RKnFlJi_FXBfUetbofywQuQp5OZNWo_8RRhGc4T4DQ4u8JuuZhP4IlUv7hgi5vqfT1q83ZzVcT1Un8Px1ZDpdvC_ugBdOmFlQIoBAc/s320/IMG_8630.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>We stayed out on the beach for a little while and it was glorious. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH7lTCUPHXkaouh1S6vqyJDt08bz3jM0c1Duf-d_r4HXQBJz-AXYKEommg4AauiEQ_jOuY9QTFQPM03Wxn6rOQyJJZtRzr1tKVpI9ZggoTMhvueslN6VYXlDgPPVlWTemkxxTnLGEA8kHdFAFhIzSc-8Ki2x7xDGMQnTjSaTAwUq3Tf5IXpSZpj5Uj0a4/s4032/IMG_8641.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH7lTCUPHXkaouh1S6vqyJDt08bz3jM0c1Duf-d_r4HXQBJz-AXYKEommg4AauiEQ_jOuY9QTFQPM03Wxn6rOQyJJZtRzr1tKVpI9ZggoTMhvueslN6VYXlDgPPVlWTemkxxTnLGEA8kHdFAFhIzSc-8Ki2x7xDGMQnTjSaTAwUq3Tf5IXpSZpj5Uj0a4/s320/IMG_8641.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>And then we crashed. It was a long day. </p><p>Sunday came soon enough. I was chugging my Starbucks at the entrance to the Park when the guy told me that I’m allowed to bring it in. BONUS. So we just moseyed around. I know every inch of Carowinds, but I have never been to Cedar point so we just took it all in. We got our tickets through the Hotel and it came with the Refresh package. We got our wristbands and got our first drink. There were bees all over that drink machine so the new rule became: Only get drinks at indoor locations. I have been thoroughly enjoying the Peaks Raspberry Iced Tea. I also immediately spilled it on me as I walked. I didn’t upgrade for the drink bottle and the cup they give you has no lid. I have gotten too spoiled with lids. LOL. </p><p>I love to ride coasters, but I love that Cedar Fair Parks are home to Snoopy. If and when I ever get my first tattoo it will be a Snoopy. Snoopy was everywhere and I was in heaven. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibX3i3PHTz4aXIGtmBBb7ByocgfIShUtxdACHSdQAXKEVjuVMXr5OqzupflSuk2SdwPSQ-U4qqzu9ssTMbMkcvTyyUQsim7SJnF-wWJsK95j700VjZnfqE3ppmrCeMJfNXMh76e6gnsM8qUPzl8YfCSx0dI7oeH0JLzVcVm1ejZgLPEXtawZlFotGw2M8/s4032/IMG_8666.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibX3i3PHTz4aXIGtmBBb7ByocgfIShUtxdACHSdQAXKEVjuVMXr5OqzupflSuk2SdwPSQ-U4qqzu9ssTMbMkcvTyyUQsim7SJnF-wWJsK95j700VjZnfqE3ppmrCeMJfNXMh76e6gnsM8qUPzl8YfCSx0dI7oeH0JLzVcVm1ejZgLPEXtawZlFotGw2M8/s320/IMG_8666.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>We walked past the glass blowing theatre and store. I have been so excited about that. It didn’t open for a couple of hours, but it was very much on the To-Do list. We even walked by some animals. My nephews love the donkeys at the Rescue Ranch that they go to and so I tried to take some pictures for them. I shan’t post them because I realized that I faced a challenge. Donkey Penises 2 - Jennie 0. DOH! </p><p>Our first ride of the day was the Millenium Force. It is the first Giga Coaster. I’m in! There are no cubbies so you do need to either have someone as a bag holder or rent a locker. Our wait wasn’t that bad. It was about 30 minutes. It got much longer after us. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWGkRYJhR5akOYVb2AtOJXkyrRGSsdq-1mU_5i2Dai2wXcKwr2PwC7PUMZuV-TAMB5PD3cXBkKTCdTWbWDlA9XuFx4BSXa0gCni4hyzR7hTGYb4gV1eVgrHIGVg2ee8cYqRUV05zoXX6_cF6TWs4l79mEI8ij_yudPC4wr50eLtnL5TIIarltrlL40D40/s4032/IMG_8683.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWGkRYJhR5akOYVb2AtOJXkyrRGSsdq-1mU_5i2Dai2wXcKwr2PwC7PUMZuV-TAMB5PD3cXBkKTCdTWbWDlA9XuFx4BSXa0gCni4hyzR7hTGYb4gV1eVgrHIGVg2ee8cYqRUV05zoXX6_cF6TWs4l79mEI8ij_yudPC4wr50eLtnL5TIIarltrlL40D40/s320/IMG_8683.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>I was very excited to make this ride my first. I mean I was REALLY excited. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxCcO8mD9rzehR8J6wYjPBLjLzzxDH5wQIbdGxhzmyw4rkzdCI_6JgkGQdAcL_Q1tLol33tBvJY7a_qtJr-oXk4Hwg8h3SpuiJfJEhaKpNG5wmnP5rMkJfcRF5MQwNuERMlW9DgfmquuIPjRb9QinhuMU1SmoO9nptQ5uLZkRydB4AOWtWvDosntcC0cQ/s3088/IMG_8688.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxCcO8mD9rzehR8J6wYjPBLjLzzxDH5wQIbdGxhzmyw4rkzdCI_6JgkGQdAcL_Q1tLol33tBvJY7a_qtJr-oXk4Hwg8h3SpuiJfJEhaKpNG5wmnP5rMkJfcRF5MQwNuERMlW9DgfmquuIPjRb9QinhuMU1SmoO9nptQ5uLZkRydB4AOWtWvDosntcC0cQ/s320/IMG_8688.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>My excitement was short-lived. I struggled to put my seatbelt on. I was mortified. I started to get panicky. The guy that came to click us all in had a hard time. Dang it! He got it in and it was tight, however, if there is any time where tight is good, roller coaster tight is good. I loved this ride. OMG I loved it so much. I wasn’t sure about riding it again though. I did not enjoy the seat belt. I mean I looked around and there were so many people who were bigger than me and they hooked right away. GAH! (Things got better later and we had a big a-ha moment, but that’s for another post) </p><p>We were monitoring the ride times on the app and decided to head towards the front of the park. We passed one coaster that had a 5-minute wait. So we were in. The Iron Dragon. I thought it was adorable. The bonus is that you can bring your bags on the ride and put them on the floor in front of you. This ride was delightful. It literally feels like a Chinese Dragon running around. It’s a great ride for the whole family. </p><p>And then we were hungry. I got the daily food pass. For $33 you can eat every 90 minutes. It includes an entree and a side, but no desserts. Not every venue accepts the plan though. Most of the venues accept it. I had looked to see what vegetarian options were available and the 50’s diner said that they had Beyond Meat burgers. However, I didn’t see it as an option and when I asked about it I was looked at like I had 3 extra heads. And so my very first meal at the park was…</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju4pdbMhUNlK1_spD3F1nNXZG7Ail8VgK-f-UiaPnEl-FUK09kRamESkobky5iTYOX32H4xaaL2PEVrxt-4CLT7iP38x7y05opw4FAETmA3jz6ApFDfcKtlcC_UVjSz4XXpDFAMnzpXTcIKV6-GKGoO01y8aj_bkwVMdHtsTpZWXTfs8GegzouyKDWe2I/s4032/IMG_8705.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju4pdbMhUNlK1_spD3F1nNXZG7Ail8VgK-f-UiaPnEl-FUK09kRamESkobky5iTYOX32H4xaaL2PEVrxt-4CLT7iP38x7y05opw4FAETmA3jz6ApFDfcKtlcC_UVjSz4XXpDFAMnzpXTcIKV6-GKGoO01y8aj_bkwVMdHtsTpZWXTfs8GegzouyKDWe2I/s320/IMG_8705.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>French Fries. I mean, I kind of expected this a little. I didn’t eat them all though. That is the good thing about the meal plan. Honestly, if you get two meals then the plan pays for itself. Usually, I just get one meal and because they are pricey I have a hard time leaving food on the plate. </p><p>I love all of the roller coasters that I rode over the past few days, but honestly, I absolutely loved the Sky Ride. It’s a gondola that rides over the middle and front of the park. It was delightful. It felt like we were cheating because we weren’t walking, but we got to see the whole park from up above and it was fantastic. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMqF9Jeh1YyBdCLAlBqQ7HOWiRrIJFjFmD7Z3EusTS_BUILB3bh4pz7KvSMkIcWMqBeP0Atiav8S1mN-hvB5gUlvPgn10D9xDm74w9E2X-0ceaotd093GXfg2rwMp9Rw9qBYh1iUXWa_B0dR7-X21UI60y3Yeg4oXUm2cfBV_jXvHK2xkkvssUZApfjY/s4032/IMG_8733.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMqF9Jeh1YyBdCLAlBqQ7HOWiRrIJFjFmD7Z3EusTS_BUILB3bh4pz7KvSMkIcWMqBeP0Atiav8S1mN-hvB5gUlvPgn10D9xDm74w9E2X-0ceaotd093GXfg2rwMp9Rw9qBYh1iUXWa_B0dR7-X21UI60y3Yeg4oXUm2cfBV_jXvHK2xkkvssUZApfjY/s320/IMG_8733.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>The weather that day was in the 70’s, but the sun was hot and it felt like the 90’s. I was wearing a t-shirt and my LL Bean skort that has zipper pockets. I also had my backpack and that just made my back sweat. We found a ride that Corey loved from a previous trip and it reminds me of the Afterburn at Carowinds so I was in. It’s called Raptor. The line said 30 minutes. The majority of the line was in the shade, but not all, and I was starting to question if I put deodorant on. This is why I have a 30-minute max rule. You never know how long you are just going to be standing there in the sun. We did have water bottles so it wasn’t horrible. Raptor has an over-the-shoulder harness which is nice except that it squishes the boobs. But, my suggestion if you are on the curvy side, avoid the other rides with lap belts. Those cars are much smaller than the newer rides. The ride itself was Awesome. I loved it and it was another great Scream. </p><p>Ninety minutes had passed and I was hungry. There is an Italian joint right there, Hugo’s, so we went in. I figured that I was going to be eating a lot of pizza on this trip. I was absolutely delighted to find the specialty pizza was a vegetable deep dish. I mean not a lot of vegetables, but it was something different. This is when I found out that I could get the pizza and a side salad. I didn’t get it this time, but I knew for later. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGQzkE4p0ie1KlmRq5uRhx3xc2wCF10VMWnIEODz2x134agqRw8lQAsFMb6e7ZVGZX2VV2bW5X-XuLF5kU_1wyOypCBOCJJjLvkGUyjJBfSO6pXR_vFuF9_D94jaeb4VFWiH0m0KwXROYCsNNTqvCTK_Z4Q0CUYsVEUtHfWSd6XLKFrTIHHxZY_BJ8jCU/s4032/IMG_8745.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGQzkE4p0ie1KlmRq5uRhx3xc2wCF10VMWnIEODz2x134agqRw8lQAsFMb6e7ZVGZX2VV2bW5X-XuLF5kU_1wyOypCBOCJJjLvkGUyjJBfSO6pXR_vFuF9_D94jaeb4VFWiH0m0KwXROYCsNNTqvCTK_Z4Q0CUYsVEUtHfWSd6XLKFrTIHHxZY_BJ8jCU/s320/IMG_8745.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>This slice was huge and I gave half to Corey. It was dang tasty though. I needed to walk after this so we walked back towards the back of the park. The Glass Blowing store should be open and hopefully a demonstration. Jackpot! I literally could have sat there and watched all day.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWHe9QLq6zz8CIpvfj8mWgmdJdm9K0GZOHr4ofGnTcXXxVs6IizGhGBW_ij0KMg_wc0JY-k7uhEWX0wY6oHqE6HtntnhrNtXOvCQQbb8-tPKclUGhpbPfNkCIJ9qLpzgFhwedxqNfLEF-oqWcBHDLNRLTr0vCAiUiFcNpOcdr0m29tlgOyMEjSf2pBWc0/s4032/IMG_8774.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWHe9QLq6zz8CIpvfj8mWgmdJdm9K0GZOHr4ofGnTcXXxVs6IizGhGBW_ij0KMg_wc0JY-k7uhEWX0wY6oHqE6HtntnhrNtXOvCQQbb8-tPKclUGhpbPfNkCIJ9qLpzgFhwedxqNfLEF-oqWcBHDLNRLTr0vCAiUiFcNpOcdr0m29tlgOyMEjSf2pBWc0/s320/IMG_8774.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNqo2oRmUWRt-NQOMlgEf252cF99HnuxvzlHOITsmUSvSu2bvr2l1vT5BSwV3934o_foT3bjr74CWsF_F6MrN8gFEpJlMvEKBXNhjVJATqP_dScf_XooD3UejfYW185eFPEsse1oENWyVFnBmF6IV6sKg81Q5u2428Jer-ra07OGPZPQPFF5W9WPrdu-o/s4032/IMG_8796.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNqo2oRmUWRt-NQOMlgEf252cF99HnuxvzlHOITsmUSvSu2bvr2l1vT5BSwV3934o_foT3bjr74CWsF_F6MrN8gFEpJlMvEKBXNhjVJATqP_dScf_XooD3UejfYW185eFPEsse1oENWyVFnBmF6IV6sKg81Q5u2428Jer-ra07OGPZPQPFF5W9WPrdu-o/s320/IMG_8796.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9GcOJ-j8QqJPa2eMGSGTZYcuj4Tt7gWdKECZCqQsebVbNL3utAmX5k5SDYx2ixH8KZYrHeBAmKzIpnOPc04T91PTjj4Gt1DPOiV9GB2aBdYE-EBtSIjXT7Gwpd9nsX9YU3YX1_003sHA42hZ4wy3kMnx0mQoHudWGgqjYpqCK_uus4AQZmhZO-nz4Uac/s4032/IMG_8799.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9GcOJ-j8QqJPa2eMGSGTZYcuj4Tt7gWdKECZCqQsebVbNL3utAmX5k5SDYx2ixH8KZYrHeBAmKzIpnOPc04T91PTjj4Gt1DPOiV9GB2aBdYE-EBtSIjXT7Gwpd9nsX9YU3YX1_003sHA42hZ4wy3kMnx0mQoHudWGgqjYpqCK_uus4AQZmhZO-nz4Uac/s320/IMG_8799.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>I couldn’t decide what to get. Everything in the store was made on site. It was all gorgeous. </p><p>It was getting late and we really wanted to go back to the hotel for the pool. But, we needed to ride something else and Gemini, the wooden coaster that has two cars racing, only had a 5-minute wait. You had me at wooden coaster. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqHola1pb-ezCs_eGL1pBTAhtEZ8vCwOtgh6sci-4wkfUmVYRWgI9FvJRJaOPqxE1k2NPrOoz-kwt0yzGVHU3iD0ClSG3C_vYkeXDW7vyd2gM8pBKMXy2hIYhmAOMrBMvXFB_ynnqTt1HtouqD64m8h3fbyzJ7u2vuhC7Zwvrm6Kl9HfTa-KxGsUULLCY/s4032/IMG_8810.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqHola1pb-ezCs_eGL1pBTAhtEZ8vCwOtgh6sci-4wkfUmVYRWgI9FvJRJaOPqxE1k2NPrOoz-kwt0yzGVHU3iD0ClSG3C_vYkeXDW7vyd2gM8pBKMXy2hIYhmAOMrBMvXFB_ynnqTt1HtouqD64m8h3fbyzJ7u2vuhC7Zwvrm6Kl9HfTa-KxGsUULLCY/s320/IMG_8810.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>This ride was high on my favorite list. I decided to go back and get something at the glass store since we were going back to the hotel and there was a lessened chance that I would break it. So Corey left to rest and I hustled back. I picked a beautiful glass mug with blue swirls. And then I realized that it had been 90 minutes. I wasn’t starving, but I didn’t know how long we would be gone and there was one item that I REALLY wanted to try. The Farmhouse Kitchen offered a side of Citrus Brussels sprouts. Since it was just a side I asked Corey if he wanted me to get him some Chicken Tenders. And so I got a plate with chicken tenders and Brussels sprouts. They didn’t have a to-go container so I would be walking to the hotel with an open plate. Guess when it started to sprinkle. Some nice big plops. Honestly, I was ready to dump the chicken and just run with my sprouts, but I didn’t. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7NlxHixOMHxU_eCghTo_vrKsiX0v5RV2FCEWmYJwhBJCTezClKatOeq69Uu9GGimUest_ihIy7BJOBd_IIZ5d8FJQHgXnxAovrnkb3z_1J4owRx9V_aDBRwJMrJRotmsm_qOSSu_7gaicE75J-1aj129h2jPG93HDYsc_CDA4TzCRKqJYMEJqzm_CARY/s4032/IMG_8839.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7NlxHixOMHxU_eCghTo_vrKsiX0v5RV2FCEWmYJwhBJCTezClKatOeq69Uu9GGimUest_ihIy7BJOBd_IIZ5d8FJQHgXnxAovrnkb3z_1J4owRx9V_aDBRwJMrJRotmsm_qOSSu_7gaicE75J-1aj129h2jPG93HDYsc_CDA4TzCRKqJYMEJqzm_CARY/s320/IMG_8839.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I made sure to get my re-entry pass and found a closer entrance to the hotel. I still had to wind through the halls, but at least I was not going to get wet. The sprouts were delicious and the sky cleared up. Corey went to the pool and I rested a little bit. And then I went to join him. I just wanted to sit and read. But, my brain could not focus the book. I did get a coffee because I was tired. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmiH5XaGAeubT-oMzT44cZJAoLuPkYzdNDZxyaViF51g3KdBAJ8yW7_R7ZSF9sqC4sgNR1co7MxB8i5cohCDb8Nj4CxzrnD3qcjvDmOSgw2fCZSAuaFlM3FZFeW95zz3T8bIBCvySL_QQRgZGpvM8Nmxc-8lRXIRfrdhV8X7CcPum9kSJS47CLVlrHu0E/s4032/IMG_8850.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmiH5XaGAeubT-oMzT44cZJAoLuPkYzdNDZxyaViF51g3KdBAJ8yW7_R7ZSF9sqC4sgNR1co7MxB8i5cohCDb8Nj4CxzrnD3qcjvDmOSgw2fCZSAuaFlM3FZFeW95zz3T8bIBCvySL_QQRgZGpvM8Nmxc-8lRXIRfrdhV8X7CcPum9kSJS47CLVlrHu0E/s320/IMG_8850.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>After the pool, we took a little walk and found another entrance to the Park that was even closer. It lets you in towards the front of the park. So after I showered and changed (put on a long-sleeved shirt because the wind was picking up) we went to that entrance. They had a sign that the Pavilion now serves breakfast. Hooray! This was my biggest complaint. The hotel has a Starbucks and a Perkins so it doesn’t offer a continental breakfast. We decided to start our day there the next day. </p><p>I really wanted to ride the Ferris wheel and there wasn’t much of a line so we got in line. It wasn’t long, but it took a while to load. It was worth the wait though. The sun was reflecting off of the clouds on the water and it was gorgeous. It was also INCREDIBLY windy. I was even nervous to take pictures because I was afraid that I would drop my phone. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnKZbHM0nBTjtp_Qw1HvMs5GDLFIf7wlbXnywFVD2DaYUY195VDOa42NQPl-WeWH0QMjixpaSx-jts6mDg1wSBRxB2Xs-opqoDca72Y0F0ezdZ2WzfaRSCUTjW5sRqxzBtW5cCp2Vecq0jTD9pEDTlrMI3sycvVVchsjcp5_MmSG3s6xMkFVMpDxwCbUo/s1024/imagejpeg_0.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="627" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnKZbHM0nBTjtp_Qw1HvMs5GDLFIf7wlbXnywFVD2DaYUY195VDOa42NQPl-WeWH0QMjixpaSx-jts6mDg1wSBRxB2Xs-opqoDca72Y0F0ezdZ2WzfaRSCUTjW5sRqxzBtW5cCp2Vecq0jTD9pEDTlrMI3sycvVVchsjcp5_MmSG3s6xMkFVMpDxwCbUo/s320/imagejpeg_0.jpeg" width="196" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3QheOqA3YjVucq89aThaBq60mf2uAUAowP7RLZGjqjrpl9F74UfTiaY2bUbGtuTLBgH98sF2HaxG7OAvV9vEQxuk-iKFaNjKB1llzVJCJGbexFHcYi-XFTty2qmofK8gra1mmNiSo7XzeMppvxNoVqiwCbje-9rFGZWJF_rPkyyAV9Vo0eiRDDZnEnk/s4032/IMG_8896.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3QheOqA3YjVucq89aThaBq60mf2uAUAowP7RLZGjqjrpl9F74UfTiaY2bUbGtuTLBgH98sF2HaxG7OAvV9vEQxuk-iKFaNjKB1llzVJCJGbexFHcYi-XFTty2qmofK8gra1mmNiSo7XzeMppvxNoVqiwCbje-9rFGZWJF_rPkyyAV9Vo0eiRDDZnEnk/s320/IMG_8896.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcipPzxJ8RpMX10ZRsIjblrugFfSF1RDE8QE_3xkVSVZ1R7c3Az2mzICqeCRfqXym4wsWokLDTNcKu9ff7zgyrGuv2hrCUBDbVYtLA8GVEt4-OZkZGzitPilJglgDfDvINv2bhwjC9XJsyry_jVltr5Z6-oWJEKLNEHfLhZmEXtXNzAzHxn0oMuWpjkGo/s4032/IMG_8897.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcipPzxJ8RpMX10ZRsIjblrugFfSF1RDE8QE_3xkVSVZ1R7c3Az2mzICqeCRfqXym4wsWokLDTNcKu9ff7zgyrGuv2hrCUBDbVYtLA8GVEt4-OZkZGzitPilJglgDfDvINv2bhwjC9XJsyry_jVltr5Z6-oWJEKLNEHfLhZmEXtXNzAzHxn0oMuWpjkGo/s320/IMG_8897.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>We could see the line for the Gatekeeper and it was low so we ran to it. I had watched the POV video so many times. You don’t ride directly over the track. You are the wings. There are two seats to the left and two seats to the right. As you walk in they separate you to the two sides to make it even. They sent us to the left side. The ride itself was fabulous, but the view from the left is not the greatest. You are looking over a lot of pavement. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi-Omuhdgw8bLbZwxNx3Ch58zcC7etHIiL4bVavQelcTdAehzMeczhwW5oZJwqY8o1x259bOh9MgpVwBCnO14UgInVERGlkIsz6hAu-N04dRQ6R43xXCTlW0CRVe_fFtccESLvycv-a9aNe2QpTasVHMkcPAn_udvZd-QXk39jQiSJb5ZShSPmdSW4rWg/s4032/IMG_8939.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi-Omuhdgw8bLbZwxNx3Ch58zcC7etHIiL4bVavQelcTdAehzMeczhwW5oZJwqY8o1x259bOh9MgpVwBCnO14UgInVERGlkIsz6hAu-N04dRQ6R43xXCTlW0CRVe_fFtccESLvycv-a9aNe2QpTasVHMkcPAn_udvZd-QXk39jQiSJb5ZShSPmdSW4rWg/s320/IMG_8939.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMnhtqGH5G7RPDZHUZfZdBSMtqf41_rmtazXT6_lNTryJ3MjSacvD3vcS5lllmFfMHu7-p_CbYLX18WCHWJ_RixHllsuDX1gmj-ZojZLDflnMK4Xr7VlyWuxFuqk-i5DtWW6f3VOmu8C3rjVJD91WXWdatVI_hWDagTKJzOOrAjvwL7MRFeX-MCdNgiU/s3088/IMG_8948.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMnhtqGH5G7RPDZHUZfZdBSMtqf41_rmtazXT6_lNTryJ3MjSacvD3vcS5lllmFfMHu7-p_CbYLX18WCHWJ_RixHllsuDX1gmj-ZojZLDflnMK4Xr7VlyWuxFuqk-i5DtWW6f3VOmu8C3rjVJD91WXWdatVI_hWDagTKJzOOrAjvwL7MRFeX-MCdNgiU/s320/IMG_8948.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>We decided to get one more meal. We went back to Hugos. I got the Caesar side salad and it was all that I needed. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsMojxtNBZsWZozmniRXdav-60Z0ZeE_HooK8skhVQMcDd1gsEUCj3GgrFz5cz7q8Kbm3U0WrKT8NQJGjtVQFObAvhspRp_80F0b9cC2mzVnUv82DtsyVqjr8j1QDoDls9cKp6uDebA2q9bIgS7cBqKtTonkpe3ItMVYdhneLJm596m_6b3sWB0aE_BN0/s4032/IMG_8978.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsMojxtNBZsWZozmniRXdav-60Z0ZeE_HooK8skhVQMcDd1gsEUCj3GgrFz5cz7q8Kbm3U0WrKT8NQJGjtVQFObAvhspRp_80F0b9cC2mzVnUv82DtsyVqjr8j1QDoDls9cKp6uDebA2q9bIgS7cBqKtTonkpe3ItMVYdhneLJm596m_6b3sWB0aE_BN0/s320/IMG_8978.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>The Park was closing after, but it was such pretty walk through the Park at night. I love the lights. I couldn’t stop taking pictures. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo32pqyO478XldYeMUragFLMvNn1JVEJNnfYAhQ7VWZuFrt817zN9Vt0OkWxDJXtnk2I49dX4SsmNPRaWrkUPduJInd86MDU3eKn-JHhpoFOas3qI-Z2lJ6pjWKMCPE85axgNg0d_0sGcFiFGjcueZng5xqSOY4W_i2gnU0Rv3HsY1QUV60_o5eYVt61I/s4032/IMG_8991.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo32pqyO478XldYeMUragFLMvNn1JVEJNnfYAhQ7VWZuFrt817zN9Vt0OkWxDJXtnk2I49dX4SsmNPRaWrkUPduJInd86MDU3eKn-JHhpoFOas3qI-Z2lJ6pjWKMCPE85axgNg0d_0sGcFiFGjcueZng5xqSOY4W_i2gnU0Rv3HsY1QUV60_o5eYVt61I/s320/IMG_8991.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii86AeTWg9Da6FxcR_aaPLSHC-d_BOHxYxaDIjQ9P3feffv_F911AXeXmTR7msoJ_2VHDLR5Ii3r2fFqeaedKHbDj-jt8XhnJvm6WaigbiWZmgZybARIIHDGRKw3OaTz473wSZpanoORtqdGKJ9n43xOTycau__wfttEndJSquOdP-_NYDLSHHwfTzD8M/s4032/IMG_8998.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii86AeTWg9Da6FxcR_aaPLSHC-d_BOHxYxaDIjQ9P3feffv_F911AXeXmTR7msoJ_2VHDLR5Ii3r2fFqeaedKHbDj-jt8XhnJvm6WaigbiWZmgZybARIIHDGRKw3OaTz473wSZpanoORtqdGKJ9n43xOTycau__wfttEndJSquOdP-_NYDLSHHwfTzD8M/s320/IMG_8998.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>We were happy for the short walk back to the hotel. I was tired. I thought I had more steps than I did for the day, but I only had 21,000. I think I was holding those darn chicken tenders in my left hand and it didn’t catch those steps. LOL. </p><p>I was tired, but the second coffee and the adrenaline were kicking in. And I could feel a blister forming on the bottom of my baby toe. What an Amazing day. </p><p>Stay tuned for days 3 & 4…</p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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And it's only Tuesday. Tonight I finished my second quiz since Preschool ended. I only have 5 more to go and 4 weeks to do it. I am confident, but I leave on Thursday for the beginning of my vacation so I don't know when I will finish. I'm going to try and get one more done before we leave for Cedar Point. The quiz I took tonight I barely passed. I got a 100% on the one before. Clearly, I was rushing through this lesson and it shows. The sucky part is that it was just updated information from what I learned in previous courses. It's just another reason why it's important to continue your education. Things change. </p><p>I will be studying tomorrow, but I need to go somewhere to study for a little while. First of all, Starbucks has half off cold drinks after noon the first two Wednesdays in August. Second of all, I get the munchies when I'm sitting around all day. It's a problem. It's one of the reasons why I can't imagine ever going back to a desk job. I have been pretty good about it and have resisted the urge, but it's still hard to sit through. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuQ-tqMnmJrAClVH9JUUek142BYyB4zEvzFksG5wZRv3rNgyiFM40QD4cUwlLEYhvuW7lARLsU5yl-dqbbgAiUS68CnV0ahTSpho4XFO_RMi7JJre-HcOSbwf0kVdO-Bbe4Qpo39k0PCQrJlYaAulT0GpIeoezJ8tmVoEIWGtXpmJDIxdPUr_EU69f9TM/s2048/IMG_8558.JPEG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuQ-tqMnmJrAClVH9JUUek142BYyB4zEvzFksG5wZRv3rNgyiFM40QD4cUwlLEYhvuW7lARLsU5yl-dqbbgAiUS68CnV0ahTSpho4XFO_RMi7JJre-HcOSbwf0kVdO-Bbe4Qpo39k0PCQrJlYaAulT0GpIeoezJ8tmVoEIWGtXpmJDIxdPUr_EU69f9TM/s320/IMG_8558.JPEG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Since I'm leaving soon I have been trying to eat all of my fresh food and trying not to go to the grocery store. I've been out of bananas for a few days and now I'm out of milk. I can do it though. I have been working out with weights in the mornings, but I haven't been moving much otherwise so I'm not burning a lot of calories. It sucks. If I had managed my time properly, I would be spending these days relaxing and working out. I can't be too hard on myself though. It was a very tough year and I did the best that I could.</p><p>Okay, so let's talk Roller Coasters. Even though I haven't left home yet, I've been preparing for the trip in several ways. First of all, I'm watching Point of View videos of roller coasters throughout the day. Second of all, I have been testing out hairstyles. It may seem silly, but I have worn a hat almost daily for the last few months. You can't wear hats on the Coasters. My hair is shorter than the last time I went to a Park. I've been trying to see how to wear it off of my neck and pull back my bangs. I have a couple options to work with. See, I told you I have been productive. I've also left a couple of Facebook Groups about the park. I have greatly reduced my social media time because of all of the negativity out there. I really enjoyed the posts of people excited about their trips, but there were just as many negative comments from people who had a bad day or people who just needed you to know their opinion regardless if it might hurt your feelings. I had to leave a bunch of Ted Lasso groups for the same reason. I just don't get people. I have enough of my own $*&t to deal with without worrying about what strangers are thinking is wrong about television shows and roller coasters. Rant over. Let's move on. </p><p>I've been doing a lot of thinking about my love of roller coasters lately. I miss them. I didn't always love them though. And then I went on a trip with my dad in my 20's. We went to Busch Gardens in Williamsburg, VA. We spent the day standing in line to ride the Big Bad Wolf over and over again. I just looked it up and it has since been taken down. Oh, that makes me so sad. Not only did my Dad get me to ride it many times, we waited for the first row. It was amazing. I have been in love with roller coasters since. As the trip gets closer it should surprise no one that my Dad makes an appearance in my dreams every night right now. Sometimes I really welcome these dreams, but they aren't always happy dreams. So my morning mood really depends on my dream the night before. </p><p>My dad also took my cousins to Busch Gardens and so it's fun that my cousin Corey will be joining me for the whole trip. Ms. Kristin and her family will join us midway. I need to ride some coasters. I need to SCREAM. There's a lot of stress and frustration built up. </p><p>Young Jennie still can't believe how much I like roller coasters. I'm not scared. And I never felt my size in them. Ironically my weight has been a roller coaster over the years, but no matter what I always felt small and light. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p>Update: I started this post last night. So I leave for Mom's tomorrow. Not studying today. I need to finish packing. I'll be gone for almost two weeks. So I'm also cleaning as I go. Don't worry. I still ran to Starbucks for my half-off drink and came back to pack. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgzI9uFLCboUhiukgytlKKPqhMQp0MEJ1ZW9-qKoKBGXuAXwq9cUs98hnW6IaRPozliw4swD-sXTXJ74r0msURPtMo8XipclSxFc0JGUa85p3UPvgl0B1lMWeXYf5WYPCmM6tvv5RkmzoTVxFt2GPbrDW47HJYVlVgDj9d8WF7T7A71_LRhgbEtP8ynPs/s2048/IMG_8585.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgzI9uFLCboUhiukgytlKKPqhMQp0MEJ1ZW9-qKoKBGXuAXwq9cUs98hnW6IaRPozliw4swD-sXTXJ74r0msURPtMo8XipclSxFc0JGUa85p3UPvgl0B1lMWeXYf5WYPCmM6tvv5RkmzoTVxFt2GPbrDW47HJYVlVgDj9d8WF7T7A71_LRhgbEtP8ynPs/s320/IMG_8585.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Not feeling my size on a coaster </p><p><br /></p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! 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It was the last day of the Preschool Summer Session. I woke up like it was Christmas morning and was practically skipping to work. I could do this. It was a miracle. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUikuVXqBODln4017CIYyuiQpEz3stGTbyF_q0a1gfWYlDrmSF3RHRqSt5RMOPZYpSr84YWTeUvUBYl-s7_7A1x_HZaxtvwkPKeZLsO7j2fEmuUoQztOkWKZVfI10EsSoy6yAugCB_U7V-LyFmSj74D-qzfT2U_2IYaow1ijmQv5P1se2P6_QK40AIR_Q/s2208/IMG_8522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2208" data-original-width="1240" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUikuVXqBODln4017CIYyuiQpEz3stGTbyF_q0a1gfWYlDrmSF3RHRqSt5RMOPZYpSr84YWTeUvUBYl-s7_7A1x_HZaxtvwkPKeZLsO7j2fEmuUoQztOkWKZVfI10EsSoy6yAugCB_U7V-LyFmSj74D-qzfT2U_2IYaow1ijmQv5P1se2P6_QK40AIR_Q/s320/IMG_8522.JPG" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p>I was so spent. I don't even know how I got through the last week. Don't get me wrong, I love the kiddies. I really do. And I will miss them. But, it was an incredibly difficult year with some challenging kids and I just really need some time away from them. I need some time to relax and time to finish my studying. GAH!</p><p>I was so tired on Friday that I came home after preschool and had to set an alarm so that I didn't miss my client. We were a pair. We both crashed for an hour and then had to rally for her workout. If either of us had any energy we would have whooped it up when she was finished. Alas, I drove home and then could barely get out of the car. </p><p>I did have some positive things happen during the week. Two days in a row I got Wordle on my 2nd word. Woo Woo! And I was gifted the best shirt. I even wore it this week for Superhero Week. Rebecca and Keeley are my Superheroes.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21XqRKYTGE7JB5WWxIZIJ-3YSc20AmZ--1ksXBfdQcFP1y-S-l4e9p0C4TeQqePycCpTdvpj0T-9Ua80I8SfrRjMa7MIuFn0u1Ebwh9HYoQnUk0lrEKVkZkk7JCdno66A7TQth8p-R-BkcSckmdiu0K9XGS3fJvZkjld621_yOPiQ0Bf6cAF8Avf5DOY/s2895/EE7AC778-826F-4C5E-B43F-6270E620B17E.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2895" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21XqRKYTGE7JB5WWxIZIJ-3YSc20AmZ--1ksXBfdQcFP1y-S-l4e9p0C4TeQqePycCpTdvpj0T-9Ua80I8SfrRjMa7MIuFn0u1Ebwh9HYoQnUk0lrEKVkZkk7JCdno66A7TQth8p-R-BkcSckmdiu0K9XGS3fJvZkjld621_yOPiQ0Bf6cAF8Avf5DOY/s320/EE7AC778-826F-4C5E-B43F-6270E620B17E.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>So how is my studying going? Well, I decided to wait until after preschool to do any studying. I just didn't have the brain power. I really didn't. I missed my exit one day because I just couldn't focus. As I sat down yesterday to study I was met with a big fat NO. The website was down for maintenance and would be for many hours. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Just another reason for me to like an old-school textbook. </p><p>Today I went for coffee after church and when I got home I watched my video and took notes. And just as I was ready to take the quiz a storm swooped in and knocked out the power. I mean I am starting to feel like I should be giving this up. Except that, I know that I make a difference as a Personal Trainer. I help improve the quality of life of my clients. Eventually, I was able to take it and I got a 100%. Nailed it!</p><p>My goal is to finish another section before I leave this week. Ideally, I would like to finish 2, but I don't know if that's going to happen. It's time to start packing too. This time next week I will be at Cedar Point. HOORAY! I've been making lists to pack and also planning ahead. </p><p>Carowinds is owned by the same group that owns Cedar Point so I figured it would be very similar. I looked up my vegetarian options. I understand why they included everything, but we all know that most of the items on this list did not need to be listed. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_DIiqQRZlfbd61HkIJrgcPmCSlHza2LqapPAtqgugDBGcCndHmuxR0Xw3JfPrVgkazJPQeXgeq1ypaXY4Q-UClHxkCCgv-8LsZRcVMiLw4i062TukleVTEL2nQefuJW0bnbCCVhdEVgoUjaOVRHcX1nBnEKqK1fN5wmpd0nFh9dTrh_FywXOj0zKoSMo/s2556/IMG_8543.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2556" data-original-width="1179" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_DIiqQRZlfbd61HkIJrgcPmCSlHza2LqapPAtqgugDBGcCndHmuxR0Xw3JfPrVgkazJPQeXgeq1ypaXY4Q-UClHxkCCgv-8LsZRcVMiLw4i062TukleVTEL2nQefuJW0bnbCCVhdEVgoUjaOVRHcX1nBnEKqK1fN5wmpd0nFh9dTrh_FywXOj0zKoSMo/s320/IMG_8543.PNG" width="148" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTO7g-tRpzmjoOyECso8CV22hUNNiloAeR3RW2zD49Tvmg_Di-D5CHTDUQs0VTomIc5oR6XC8j0brA0QZR-uWwyoxAJFMXtQzIvSOcjgOsHM6h1XIBl6G4VBY438B8XNuhp2NAFy9EmQ7qGZVDh0DjxIRmiU8gzQhKzKbXe93wU5k84DB_0Xv0hw9WvF8/s2556/IMG_8544.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2556" data-original-width="1179" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTO7g-tRpzmjoOyECso8CV22hUNNiloAeR3RW2zD49Tvmg_Di-D5CHTDUQs0VTomIc5oR6XC8j0brA0QZR-uWwyoxAJFMXtQzIvSOcjgOsHM6h1XIBl6G4VBY438B8XNuhp2NAFy9EmQ7qGZVDh0DjxIRmiU8gzQhKzKbXe93wU5k84DB_0Xv0hw9WvF8/s320/IMG_8544.PNG" width="148" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQjt8pH3iLji0yk_HsK---QdKbbFqlUj0y80cf1jm_EGd2jSxQtlChb89n5oPWxs1Wl-vuDhopFirMvLK12s6KNOHvM-RWv9d-8xbGWoflTnjgciUdat5_CzyDxADCoXkxoAHVZW21knRWEbpMVbFlCHVzH8A54ok7Tug2wrOjLHdX0K8VyawdVp5H5LI/s2556/IMG_8545.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2556" data-original-width="1179" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQjt8pH3iLji0yk_HsK---QdKbbFqlUj0y80cf1jm_EGd2jSxQtlChb89n5oPWxs1Wl-vuDhopFirMvLK12s6KNOHvM-RWv9d-8xbGWoflTnjgciUdat5_CzyDxADCoXkxoAHVZW21knRWEbpMVbFlCHVzH8A54ok7Tug2wrOjLHdX0K8VyawdVp5H5LI/s320/IMG_8545.PNG" width="148" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>I think it goes without saying that popcorn and biscuits don't need to be included. I didn't screenshot the ice cream, funnel cake, and milkshakes that were also listed. It pretty much looks like I am left with beyond burgers and pizza. Although I will be hitting that grilled pineapple. I don't have a lot of vegetable options so I'll need to bring my own. I know there is a side salad, but a bowl of iceberg lettuce with a cherry tomato and cucumber does not cut it for me. We are staying next to the park and there are several restaurants there, but I'm not extremely secure with that. I'll bring some veggies and hummus and keep them in the fridge. Thankfully there is a Starbucks at the hotel and at the park so I will get my coffee. I will also be packing protein bars and bananas. </p><p>I did pull out my bathing suit this week. We are planning on hitting the pool when we get to the hotel on Saturday. Check-in starts at 4. It's a long drive and all I can think about right now is sitting in a lounge chair and reading a book. I already have two books packed. We'll be at the park for 3 days. I'm planning on going back to the hotel in the middle of each day for a couple hours at the pool before going back for more rides. There is a fitness room at the hotel. I will definitely get my steps in, but I would like to lift some weights while I'm there. </p><p><span>I joined a few Facebook groups for the park to see what people like and recommend. I've seen a few posts regarding people who are larger. Which are the more comfortable rides? Kudos to Cedar Point for having several rides that have larger seats to accommodate everyone. I know so many people who have never felt good about rides because of their size. I personally hate the harnesses that are over the shoulder. They are not fun if you have Boobs. </span><br /></p><p>Packing my clothes is the tricky part. But, it's for a good reason. The weather report looks AMAZING. I have been worried all of this time about the heat. I mean if you remember, the Cleveland Marathon was 95 degrees in May. Luckily the forecast looks AMAZING. I mean I may need to bring some long sleeve shirts and possibly a sweatshirt. Our park days are Sunday-Tuesday. SQUEE!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NgpdW684W-R4of0XKSk_C0OYDduxpX7FMv_ftfStcMu4lRaJ7NUCF6eVVEVKHR5dYQ6_uYLJAof4sbSk-j0yeGD2n71sQM5gSzWWKVIwMRiMNbT5TmLBfTKsIqKWthGhJIPh3uCESL-oDCoe1dO1rjRmoTDb50tZJBRUCRyK-Q9jrmSDV21Oxtx95IE/s2556/IMG_8557.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2556" data-original-width="1179" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NgpdW684W-R4of0XKSk_C0OYDduxpX7FMv_ftfStcMu4lRaJ7NUCF6eVVEVKHR5dYQ6_uYLJAof4sbSk-j0yeGD2n71sQM5gSzWWKVIwMRiMNbT5TmLBfTKsIqKWthGhJIPh3uCESL-oDCoe1dO1rjRmoTDb50tZJBRUCRyK-Q9jrmSDV21Oxtx95IE/s320/IMG_8557.PNG" width="148" /></a></div><br /><p>Alright, I need to get some rest. I have some studying to do tomorrow. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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I have done the smallest amount of studying, but good gracious my brain is fried right now. I really planned on studying today, but I've had a headache for the last couple of hours and frankly, I want to just turn off my lights and lay in the dark. And I will. In a few minutes.</p><p>In preschool when it is someone's birthday the parents usually buy pizza for the class and bring cupcakes. Usually, I'm okay with it, but sometimes we have too much. A couple of weeks ago the kids were super excited because we had pizza and cupcakes on back-to-back days. On Thursday we had pizza and a crazy delicious cake. We had lots of pizza left so I brought some home. And then we had a repeat the next day. I felt awful all weekend and frankly, I looked pregnant. I was so bloated and felt gross. Now it's not like I put down a ton of pizza. I didn't, but my body just could not process it. And TMI, I know, but I Pooped so much Monday morning and my body went back to normal. And that was it. I am off pizza. </p><p>Frozen pizzas are usually in my routine. Now I don't have them every week, but there's usually one in the freezer for a quickie. It's reserved for when I don't have a lot of time and I can make something for dinner and for lunch the following day. They are not big and for the most part, I would buy ones that have lots of vegetables and not a lot of cheese. But, after that rough weekend, I have not bought anymore. Of course, this past week was a birthday in another class and the parents bought pizza for the teachers. I allowed it. However, they bought a pizza with chicken on it. I ended up with a thin-crust piece of cheese for the kids. I was still so hungry so we took the chicken off of the teacher's pizza. I wasn't hungry after, but I also didn't feel great. So we are really off of pizza. I don't know what my options are going to be at Cedar Point next month. I may need to have some, but I don't want to feel gross either. We'll see what happens. </p><p>Well, I am happy to report that I did get to see Six the Musical. My fellow Queens. Hooray! Sadly, I was really sick the original night. I felt horrible for about 3 hours and it was the right thing not to go. I was lucky enough to get a make-up ticket for another night with an upgrade. And it did NOT disappoint. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG0578fM4FxeBqFBbwRdMwNK9z6lOwDRjuZzFgJcO6lmoycWjfUdakDsUkV4V8Cdgj-AXsAkiL7neKcBuIXYKZcRvAxCpr6Chi7qLLvP79CAsL43MmwjpuK7Fucr6Lqjs_54VqDPAMJcwjjbsaSC1vcpLctqQlAHNy9Qfkoxa1-WQRoJzPr_RIRD6mJHs/s3780/AFA76806-53B8-421F-BC90-3F950DE08A71.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3780" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG0578fM4FxeBqFBbwRdMwNK9z6lOwDRjuZzFgJcO6lmoycWjfUdakDsUkV4V8Cdgj-AXsAkiL7neKcBuIXYKZcRvAxCpr6Chi7qLLvP79CAsL43MmwjpuK7Fucr6Lqjs_54VqDPAMJcwjjbsaSC1vcpLctqQlAHNy9Qfkoxa1-WQRoJzPr_RIRD6mJHs/s320/AFA76806-53B8-421F-BC90-3F950DE08A71.jpg" width="256" /></a> </div><br /><p>I was able to eat dinner before I left. When I got there I got in line for a bottle of water. They had just given out the last of the cold waters so they gave me a cup of ice to go with it. When I sat in my seat I poured a little water in the cup, but there was no intermission so I figured I would just suck on the ice as long as possible before drinking water. Now if you don't know what the show is about, it is about the six wives of Henry VIII. They put on a concert and battle to see who had it worse. Did you catch it when I said it was a "concert"? There is so much music and they are very energetic. I know every song by heart. And I sing. But, I know better and I just lip-sync at Musicals. I do move around though. I knew I would be clapping and moving my hands. So I put the cup of ice between my knees and used them to keep it from dropping. That was an unexpected workout. Thank goodness I don't skip leg day. LOL. Oh, I loved this show. I could watch it every night. My favorite thing about the whole night was watching all of the young ladies in the audience get so animated about how much they loved it. Go see it if you can. </p><p>So the next morning we had tickets for Mission Impossible 7. We were celebrating Ms. Crystal's birthday and had tickets for the 10:15am show. I got there a little early and did some studying in the car while I waited. Go me!</p><p>The movie was great and I can't wait for the second part to come out next year. But, I have to tell you about the funniest thing that happened when the movie was over. Naturally, I had to pee after the movie. As I was about to open the restroom door a young girl around 6-7 yrs old started to walk out, but ran back in and into the first stall. When I walked out of the rest room the girl came out after me and ran to her dad, who was over by the refreshments stand. There were not too many people around, so when she told him what happened it was very loud. <i>"DAD, I POOPED! I POOPED SO MUCH! IT WOULDN'T GO DOWN! I DIDN'T BREAK IT. It JUST WOULDN'T GO DOWN. IT WAS A LOT OF POOP!"</i> I am telling you that it is a good thing that I had just used the restroom because I swear I was laughing so hard that I would have peed my pants. It was the best thing EVER! Her dad was equally amused and embarrassed. We all laughed. </p><p>I enjoyed both shows, but I was dehydrated for the rest of the weekend. I didn't drink as much water because I didn't want to need to use the bathroom during the middle of either. Gah! I hate the feeling when I am dehydrated. And every time it happens I think back to before I started drinking water regularly. Ugh. I treated my body so poorly back in the day. I remember thinking that I was fine without it, but in reality, I just learned to live with it and not realize that it could be better. I'm so glad that I know better now. </p><p>After the movie, we went out to lunch, and the topic of how difficult it is to eat healthy when you eat out. It's taken a while, but I can do it. Honestly, the challenge is to cut out fast-fast food. The "healthy" option isn't always the healthiest option. Often the salads have more calories than the burgers. There are a lot of good options out there if you are willing to step out of the box. My favorite place to go is Cava. It's a Mediterranean joint. You go down the line and build your bowl or pita. If you have anxiety about the decision making they also offer pre-selected options. The majority of options are good for you. Just be brave. If you don't have a Cava there are other places like it. My other favorite place to eat is First Watch. They have an amazing Veggie Burger. It's not an Impossible burger. It's a legit veggie burger. If you can give up McDonald's and Chick-Fil-A then you have a better option. I love a good french fry, but I can get by without it. Besides they are designed to stimulate your taste buds by just by the smell. </p><p>I have been super focused on myself for the past couple of weeks. I have been focusing on my eating and food prep. I have been focusing on my strength training. And I have been focusing on my mental health. And my body responded. I recognize my legs again. My arms are tight. My core is strong. I see me again. And then one of the girls in my class pointed to my stomach and said "Baby". Oh FUDGE. Only I didn't say Fudge. Thank goodness I didn't dive into a tub of ice cream. I will not let it get me down. In two weeks I will be riding roller coasters and I will let out my screams then. </p><p>Speaking of my Birthday Trip. I have to go and dig out my bathing suit. That should be fun. Actually, I'm not terrified of it anymore. I think it will be okay. That's a good mental health moment. Luc the Succulent has been helping. I've said it before, but my plants relax me. He's doing okay. I'm concerned about him while I go away. I may have to take him with me. Can succulents be emotional support plants?</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWqjHivZqccFA8MMmH0jhnTHruTNJ7kt2NQY-47RZX7hwIziYj2XmAjlOjRLSPnsoYNUULO5TQ6eKJkMiyFh1an7ljMmgNM6dp31wfV9LRXzxj4QMmeIk35HvfxhcL1L22AGzi2z3lXUvkXO5fOuhCwTjTH3h40EcTu9l0_HFxGo9Bz8Lyr-y0_nnVnPE/s3057/48CFCE9C-92AF-41DC-8E1E-624AB9ECB1E2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3057" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWqjHivZqccFA8MMmH0jhnTHruTNJ7kt2NQY-47RZX7hwIziYj2XmAjlOjRLSPnsoYNUULO5TQ6eKJkMiyFh1an7ljMmgNM6dp31wfV9LRXzxj4QMmeIk35HvfxhcL1L22AGzi2z3lXUvkXO5fOuhCwTjTH3h40EcTu9l0_HFxGo9Bz8Lyr-y0_nnVnPE/s320/48CFCE9C-92AF-41DC-8E1E-624AB9ECB1E2.jpg" width="317" /></a></div><br /><p>I love my garden salads and I thought I would share one of mine from this week. It was so colorful and yummy. Spring mix. Carrots. Cucumber. Corn. Blueberries. Almond slivers. Craisins. Baked chickpeas. Shredded Cheddar cheese. Greek dressing. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_7Dxml_KSLHDOpbM_jMHImHUQ_X9YteA-i648A7Y3Tc9QVIW3iNzdxvWGatPPO1Xnu-nbVSV_mfiqrDw5uMm72Lqezqxnwd8xhbuHutr1aT6y_guZta_9dmmejPoaDGsRhbgd6C5izKYhp7a9IfZ7rIsPrdNWQYku54wB2JexFXOhaAYyNJ7YYwSY1zA/s3032/8573D98F-2304-4C12-9768-3318A99E074C.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_7Dxml_KSLHDOpbM_jMHImHUQ_X9YteA-i648A7Y3Tc9QVIW3iNzdxvWGatPPO1Xnu-nbVSV_mfiqrDw5uMm72Lqezqxnwd8xhbuHutr1aT6y_guZta_9dmmejPoaDGsRhbgd6C5izKYhp7a9IfZ7rIsPrdNWQYku54wB2JexFXOhaAYyNJ7YYwSY1zA/s320/8573D98F-2304-4C12-9768-3318A99E074C.jpg" width="319" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Yesterday I went grocery shopping and I picked up a bag of frozen Brussels sprouts and sweet potatoes. I will bake them and put them on my salad this week. It reminds me of a yummy salad that I got at Silver Diner (in northern Virginia). So get creative. Experiment. Basic salads can leave you hungry because you aren't eating enough. Just don't load it with bacon, fried chicken, iceberg lettuce, and creamy dressings. </p><p>Before I go, I thought I would put out there that I created a class wishlist on Amazon for my Preschool class. I love how much they love to read. So if you would like to support young readers please check it out. If you purchase it then it will get sent directly to me. Thank you in advance.</p><p><a href="https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/1PBB0TPYA4GGS?ref_=wl_share">https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/1PBB0TPYA4GGS?ref_=wl_share</a></p><p><br /></p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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And man is it full of good stuff. Before I get to it I need to tell you how my week was. </p><p>It wasn't great. Today marks Two Months in my 50s and my second unexpected death. I had a ton of things that I wanted to get done this weekend. A couple of storms ran through and our power was out for a few hours. It almost felt like it was God telling me to sit and breathe. I couldn't figure out what was going on in my head until I realized that it was fresh grief. I honestly don't know how I don't recognize the feeling as soon as it hits at this point. But, that's grief for you. And so yesterday, I breathed. Today I repotted some plants. How is Luc doing? Well, he was fine and then he wasn't. I repotted him so hopefully he'll be okay. I did put a fake succulent in his place because I just adore that pot. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCXvsKg2UMc29JmBqysuSkjPqJqWuaQe3RQvbGNs6qRoydDmTjJEq8wEJvwSqFaHJMSiOx6hwc9stqMWq0ZEkESCPqJEsyjgwtKb97uJdncLpeNtxZzqH1Z1h-3aNeWD8_jSs2lXJGkqqq95W0gpMpUoVd2FOX0qgvW0CiS-URHPaXuEbxoD_QBgA8_2k/s1440/B2C40D95-5741-440C-9BAD-AB8FDFD6A028.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1388" data-original-width="1440" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCXvsKg2UMc29JmBqysuSkjPqJqWuaQe3RQvbGNs6qRoydDmTjJEq8wEJvwSqFaHJMSiOx6hwc9stqMWq0ZEkESCPqJEsyjgwtKb97uJdncLpeNtxZzqH1Z1h-3aNeWD8_jSs2lXJGkqqq95W0gpMpUoVd2FOX0qgvW0CiS-URHPaXuEbxoD_QBgA8_2k/s320/B2C40D95-5741-440C-9BAD-AB8FDFD6A028.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsjyIIr1YOcjiKzES6NywE30BW9nHwM1AvYETtCxQsJN221Y27UyeEzrigpt46VHVvTEuKuRku97zDNd6F4eeUj9yulHIaWDF2ETjSXwRl7T8Ho1F2JQXjul4kURd-AODdDeF24o8XA7e3xMuRWKlLe4pQ8NK3ZhafvrkyXN5QvrbcwzYYwyVQdjLYHpw/s1440/FF0F3D06-6430-4A46-A72D-217744B30900.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1388" data-original-width="1440" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsjyIIr1YOcjiKzES6NywE30BW9nHwM1AvYETtCxQsJN221Y27UyeEzrigpt46VHVvTEuKuRku97zDNd6F4eeUj9yulHIaWDF2ETjSXwRl7T8Ho1F2JQXjul4kURd-AODdDeF24o8XA7e3xMuRWKlLe4pQ8NK3ZhafvrkyXN5QvrbcwzYYwyVQdjLYHpw/s320/FF0F3D06-6430-4A46-A72D-217744B30900.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I did make sure to have some self-care this weekend. While the power was out I took the time to finish reading a book on my Kindle. When to power came back on I gave myself a much-needed facial and then I colored my hair today. I felt so much better. And then the cough came back. It started with a scratchy throat yesterday and then today I woke up with a cough. I'm going to see Six the Musical tomorrow night and I'm going to be SO PISSED if I can't sing along with it. It has been on my bucket list forever and I know every song. Seriously this rain has to give me a break. <br /><p>Now let's get down to business. Let's see what advice Coach Lasso has for us today. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Ted Lasso Season 1: Episode 10- It's the Hope that Kills You</b></p><p>We open with Nate walking into the locker room to find that everything is in place already. And then we are introduced to a new character, Will, who is one of my favorites. We barely see him during this episode, but in future seasons he is HILARIOUS. He says he is the new Clubhouse attendant. We soon learn that Nate has been promoted to the coaching staff. The entire team celebrates. They even present him with a whistle. One of the best running bits is that he always blows it indoors when it's too loud. </p><p>Next, Roy walks into Coach Lasso's office to give him the Captain armband. Ted gives it back and says his new rule is that the current Captain has to pick the new Captain. </p><p>Coach Lasso is talking to the whole team. He says that Manchester City is coming into their home, but they are going to treat it like any other game. Nate brings in a video of Jamie as Motivation. He is back with his old team, Manchester City, and says that he carried Richmond when he was with them. Isaac throws a chair at the screen. </p><p>Next, we are in the Crown & Anchor (the pub). As they are preparing for the last game of the season, Coach Beard is still explaining how the Premier League works to Coach Lasso. The best fans on the show (Paul, Baz, and Jeremy) approach Coach Lasso and thank him for doing his best, even if his best is $h&t. He tells them to <i>"have a little hope."</i> And everyone laughs at him. My favorite bartender, Mae, asks him <i>"Haven't you been here long enough to realize that it's the hope that kills you?"</i></p><p>Since it's the finale and there are so many great little nuggets I'm including more than usual. Do not let that stop you from watching it though. </p><p>Ted, Beard, and Nate end up at Ted's apartment trying to figure out a way to win. Ted asks Nate if he thinks they can win. Nate says no. It's hopeless. Ted runs out of the room. He comes back holding a small "Believe" sign. Nate asks him "You have that hanging in your home?"</p><p>Ted replies<i> "I have a ton of these hanging in my home. This one here is hanging on my bathroom mirror. It's the first thing that I see in the morning and the last thing at night when I rationalize being too tired to floss."</i></p><p>The next day Ted brings biscuits to Rebecca. He tells there that he thinks that her football club would have been better with a soccer coach. Her response is <i>"Every disadvantage has its advantage."</i> Coach Lasso's disadvantage is that he doesn't know what he's doing, but his advantage is that he sees things differently than the other managers. Shouldn't that empower him to cause confusion? Coach Lasso runs out of the office in excitement. </p><p>The night before the match Ted is video chatting with his son Henry. Henry comments that when he watches the matches, it doesn't look like Coach Lasso does anything. </p><p>Ted's response is so good. <i>"It's not like being a football coach back home. I have a lot less control. Once the game gets going, I can't tell my fellas what to do so I's gotta hope that everything that I have been trying to teach them made some sort of impact on them and that they'll make the right decisions when they are on their own."</i></p><p>In the locker room, Roy makes Isaac the Captain. He tells him to never stop breaking TVs. </p><p>It's time for Ted's pre-match motivational speech.<i> "Listen up. I've been hearing this phrase that I'm not too crazy about. It's the hope that kills you. I disagree. I think it's the lack of hope that comes and gets ya. See, I believe in hope. I believe in Believe (points to the sign). Now where I'm from we have a saying too, a question actually. Do you believe in miracles?"</i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyKvxmaGeqraDfx_1uvw5tHxTTxscO6TTD6LHAvtZg93ufT4SbOmN41O0IJJKVtOSwosspkZpdCp5rUkdP6tvSf6RszS-hKQvjYTlKNq1LKWYaC_3WsjEkdWnWQCDa84jRWCNG8K8CDNNJihB8JXDyqKMDp1nLp3LaWyYhzpZay6N-BOBrZdeyoagwXGs/s832/7f992f0e-3a3a-40f4-a149-3a2dd92ed04e_832x447.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="447" data-original-width="832" height="172" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyKvxmaGeqraDfx_1uvw5tHxTTxscO6TTD6LHAvtZg93ufT4SbOmN41O0IJJKVtOSwosspkZpdCp5rUkdP6tvSf6RszS-hKQvjYTlKNq1LKWYaC_3WsjEkdWnWQCDa84jRWCNG8K8CDNNJihB8JXDyqKMDp1nLp3LaWyYhzpZay6N-BOBrZdeyoagwXGs/s320/7f992f0e-3a3a-40f4-a149-3a2dd92ed04e_832x447.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>The game starts with Jamie Tartt taunting Roy Kent, who is not starting. There are a lot of close calls, but the score at the half is 0-0. The fans are a little excited about how Richmond is playing. Roy Kent will start in the second half and the crowd goes CRAZY. Unfortunately, Manchester City makes the first goal. Roy chases down Jamie and stops a goal. But, he goes down. He's hurt. Before they help him up, the team wants him to hear the crowd chanting for him. I'll just say that it's a F*cking good chant. He hobbles off of the field. I felt the pain for him. </p><p>The team learns that they just need a tie to stay in the Premier League and they score on a trick play. The game is tied and the crowd goes crazy. But, before you can sit down Jamie passes to a teammate who scores. Richmond loses and is relegated to the lower league. </p><p>On his way to the locker room, Ted passes a room where Jamie is getting berated by his father for passing the ball and not taking the goal himself. </p><p>Coach Lasso's finale speech of the season is another great one. <i>"This is a sad moment for all of us. There ain't nothing I can say standing in front of you right now that can take that away, but please do me this favor, will you? Lift your heads up and look around this locker room. Look at everybody else in here. And I want you to be grateful that you're going through this with all of these other folks. Because I promise you, there is something worse out there than being sad, and that is being alone and being sad. Ain't nobody in this room is alone."</i> He then reminds them that the Goldfish has the shortest memory and to be Goldfish at this moment.</p><p>Before Jamie gets on the team bus, Coach Beard hands him a note from Coach Lasso. "Way to make that extra pass- Ted" and he includes a little toy army man (to keep him safe). </p><p>Back in Rebecca's office we finally learn Higgins' first name. It's Leslie. I just adore Higgins. After he leaves, Ted offers his resignation to Rebecca. She tells him that he is not going anywhere. </p><p>And thus we end Season 1 and it only gets better from here. </p><p>So which lesson do we focus on today? Now you can see why I had to include so much. There were so many good ones to choose from. </p><p>*Have a Little Hope</p><p>*Believe in yourself (the sign on the bathroom mirror)</p><p>*Every disadvantage has an advantage</p><p>*Hoping that they remember everything he teaches them when he's not there. </p><p>*It's the lack of hope that gets you.</p><p>*Ain't nobody in this room is alone.</p><p>So which do I pick? I could pick them all. They all speak to me. I one-hundred percent feel "Hoping that they remember everything he teaches them when he's not there." I'm a teacher and a trainer. And my job as a trainer is to be a teacher. I know that I have had some clients for several years. It's not because they haven't learned from me. It's because they know they won't do it without someone pushing it. My number one goal is to teach clients to not need me. It's the worst business plan. LOL. Luckily they love me. </p><p>So let's go with "It's the lack of hope that gets you". Oh boy, there is so much to unpack there. It's so hard to get motivated. It's so easy to be hard on yourself. I mean I know what I have to do to be in my top shape. That doesn't mean that I don't struggle and sometimes it does feel hopeless. You can feel like you are doing everything right, but there is no change. So many things can make a difference. Education. Support system. Intensity. Food. Your friend who works out may have advice for you, and that's great, but that might not be what works for your body. There is so much to consider. Genetics. Healthy History. </p><p>Don't panic. I know that can make you feel even more hopeless. The answer is out there. Consult a trainer, a nutritionist, or a physician if you absolutely can't see a positive ending. But, before you get to that point make sure you are making the effort that you can. The majority of people are more capable than they realize. They don't actually push themselves as hard as they are capable. Of course, then there are those people that go balls out and burn out fast too. My number one piece of advice is always going to be cardio. Bike. Swim. Run. Walk. Dance. The goal is to get your heart rate up. That is key. Ten-thousand steps don't mean as much if they aren't active steps. If you have a job where you are on your feet all day, that doesn't actually mean that they are active steps. Invest in a smartwatch/band that monitors your heart rate. I've seen the ads: Lose weight without cardio. Is that possible? Yes. Is that the best way? No. Why? Because cardio is not just for weight loss. It's for a healthy heart. It's to help with blood pressure. It's to help with diabetes. If you come to me and your overall health is not your number one priority then we are going to have a problem. I am not the trainer for you. And here's a bonus. Regular cardio releases endorphins that make you happier. THIS IS NOT TO REPLACE THERAPY! I've seen that too often. Running makes you feel better, but it doesn't fix all of the problems. </p><p>I know what works for me. I know that if I get my cardio in and food prep then I am golden. I have some obstacles right now and some days it does feel hopeless. I am terrified of another injury. Right now my knee is not killing me every day. That counts for something. I have a different life than I did before. The bad knee wasn't as big of an issue when I sat at a desk every day. That was a lifetime ago. I am active all day now and that would kill me. That's not to say I don't have difficult days with my knee, but those days are few are far between. A couple of weeks ago it felt like my plantar fasciitis was back and I cried myself to sleep. That was a night when I felt hopeless. And then I spent several days focusing on my stretching and that pain went away. There are days when I feel hopeless, but I try really hard to focus on the positives. I am strong. I have muscles everywhere. I am flexible. I am less prone to injuries because I am more flexible than before. I eat well. Could I eat better? Yes, but I'm okay. So it is true, it's the hope that may kill me because I am not giving up. </p><p>Alright, if you are feeling hopeless let me offer a few suggestions. First, keep a food diary. And I mean take note of EVERYTHING. Keep track of what you are eating, when you are eating it, and who prepared it. Keep track of the sodium, the sugar, and the transfat. Keep track of the snacking. Keep track of the water. Keep track of the coffee. Keep track of the sugary drinks. Keep track of when you are hungry. Are you eating to eat or are you eating because you are still hungry? </p><p>I've always said that it's easier to make small changes at first. It's easier to make smaller changes and hold to them than to make giant changes stick. Cut out all drinks except water. Make sure you are drinking water. Prepare all of your food for one week. Skip fast food and frozen dinners. Ask a friend to be your accountability buddy. They can walk with you or you can just check in with each other every day. Little changes make a difference. Get one thing down and then make another change. </p><p>I hope this helps. I need to get some rest now. I started this post yesterday and my cough is getting annoying. I need to get some rest before the show tomorrow. I will just throw this out there before I go. If Coach Lasso's last speech about being sad AND alone resonated with you, then get in touch with me. I will be your cheerleader. I will be your accountability partner. I will be your Coach Lasso. You are not alone in this journey. See below for how to contact me. xoxo</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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I have enjoyed my weekend. I got some rest. I got some projects done. I got some workouts in. I got some food prep done. And I passed my second test. Hooray!</p><p>I have been needing a good food prep weekend. It's just hard to use the kitchen so much when it's so FREAKING hot outside. I did it though. </p><p>Last night I made this week's breakfast frittatas. Eggs. Skim Milk. Brocolli. Cheddar Cheese. I am forever grateful for the Pampered Chef muffin trays that were a Christmas gift a couple years ago. They are easy and quick to make. I like to switch up the veggies. Usually, I make them with Zucchini and Red peppers. I love making them with Spinach and feta. I made them with artichokes one time, but they exploded on reheat. Yikes. </p><p>I'm going to include my Salad prep for the weekend. I used my new favorite cutting board to cut my veggies and push them right off of the board into my glass Pyrex containers. I prefer glass containers to keep the food fresh. I looked at a homemade Raspberry vinaigrette that I may try soon. </p><p>I had a lot of ice cream when I was sick a couple of weeks ago. I'll never apologize because my throat just hurt. The problem is that I LOVE Ice Cream. In fact, this week is Ice Cream Week at Preschool and I'm super excited. Squee! So what can I do to compensate for this at home? Well, Forks Over Knives has recipes for Nice Cream. I made a couple before and I did like them. So I made some with a new recipe. Bananas and Frozen strawberries with a little milk (I added that so I didn't break my food processor). I blended them then added some dark chocolate chips and put them in the freezer. </p><p>Today was even hotter and I wanted to get an early start in the kitchen. I made a batch of my favorite Black Bean Burgers. I'm telling you, I make them better than any you can buy. One day I will detail making them for you. </p><p>And then I tried a new recipe. I have been waiting to make this soup for a couple of weeks. It's a Lemony Zucchini Soup. It was my first attempt at an immersable blender. I got one from my Secret Santa and I have been itching to use it. I love it. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFj_A30nRTGei8H0ka_lbZQi4GEkVOtK2fKMiCj9SW1ZXP562D5gWTMDmYDKosk3Ky-lCnj_Ldt_xbsOPDwaDkt7hLMJtjg7Mj7s5joJJsLbIaTMY_YgsCOJh3Ekt1hYWg6Utc9Fyogn2LaknjxAG7k64hcqVgvI6xGdv7cdTavzP6ESFvzsPjCzhyTI/s1800/8F4C5796-2635-445C-8CA4-55E59115DB7F.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFj_A30nRTGei8H0ka_lbZQi4GEkVOtK2fKMiCj9SW1ZXP562D5gWTMDmYDKosk3Ky-lCnj_Ldt_xbsOPDwaDkt7hLMJtjg7Mj7s5joJJsLbIaTMY_YgsCOJh3Ekt1hYWg6Utc9Fyogn2LaknjxAG7k64hcqVgvI6xGdv7cdTavzP6ESFvzsPjCzhyTI/s320/8F4C5796-2635-445C-8CA4-55E59115DB7F.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>The soup includes leeks, veggie broth, potatoes, zucchini, Lemon juice, Herbes de Provence, and pumpkin seeds. I am so excited at how amazing this is. I'm very much looking forward to making a Potato Leek soup next. </p><p>My fridge and freezer are full of yummy prepped food. I feel good about the next couple of weeks. Especially since there are two birthdays in my class this week and that means Pizza and cupcakes. Ironically I didn't know what to do for lunch today. I used up all of my containers with my prep. Lol. I thought I had a frozen meal, but then I think I put it back because I knew I would have lots of food ready. I am my own worst enemy. I had gym food for lunch, but it wasn't enough so I was depleted when it was time for my workout. My cardio was uber slow and it took everything I had to do strength training. I only had 5 kids today so I couldn't have been that tired from school. Well except that one of my little pumpkins is having a rough time with something and it's killing me to see her so upset and not be able to help her. We got her through it, but it took a while today. </p><p>I made sure to get some good Strength workouts in each day this weekend. It was too hot to enjoy some cardio, but I can always enjoy some weights. My Roller Coaster trip is just over a month away and I want to tighten everything. I don't need any extra jiggle on the rides. Speaking of, yes, I am aware of the crack in the ride at Carowinds. I'm devastated. The Fury is one of my favorites. I guess it's good that I didn't get my pass yet. </p><p>Remember that the reason that I haven't gotten my pass is that I need to study. It's hard to study right now since it's my favorite time of the summer: Christmas in July on Hallmark. I mean I'm not going to lie, I keep my favorites on DVR and watch them all year, but it's nice to watch others. They bring me Joy. I will not apologize. </p><p>Okay, let's go back to the second chapter that I studied and passed. It's on Weight Bias and Communication. I would like to write a whole post on this chapter. Maybe I will put on a Christmas movie this weekend and make that happen. I'll just give a preview right now and say that it wasn't a very hard chapter for me. I see the Bias. I feel the Bias. I could have written this chapter. I felt seen and it felt good. The main takeaway is to leave the judgment at home. Fuller-size people can be incredibly fit just as thinner people can be unhealthy and unfit. You just don't know. </p><p>I'm going to leave you with that little nugget and plan on putting on a good Christmas movie and getting that done. Although I need to do another Ted Lasso episode. We are up to the season finale of season 1. Maybe I will prep for that tomorrow. You know, that's a good way to procrastinate. </p><p>Okay, I'm getting sleepy so I will catch you up on Luc. He's doing great. I still love him so much. His leaves are getting thinner so I will be feeding him later this week and that will be our first big challenge. In the meantime, he is thriving. Everyone around him is guzzling up water. My previous succulents were not in this window so I think he will definitely need water more frequently than they did. Now before I get lectures on this, I always knew that succulents don't require a lot of water. I didn't water them often, but probably still a little too often or not often enough. We will never know. I do know that it kills me since I am little Ms. Hydration. Are you drinking enough water? My Pastor has a Peace Lily that he brought to church for a sermon over a year ago. It has remained in a small area that gets light, but is out of the way and can get forgotten. It was mostly dead and I couldn't take it. I have been watering it for months. It came back to life. He has said that he should just name it Jennie since I take care of it. I said he should call it Jesus since it has come back from the dead. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicuq2UdODnvPiDg66XBBq6owtdC2Fchk5xHP34yK8wHvdr4v_Vlj1-jf3BhRR_PaT5Gccyt6z3f1UfB0dsLuJroFP-aHBDaVepr1BBpjR8VcgBvkN4WrnVMGYFdcv9YB3VAziAsTk3u5KANwrHY3ADJkVro_gaqwDEuiNT2g3cq0v1t9pqAIjUE9Js-_k/s2048/IMG_7952.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicuq2UdODnvPiDg66XBBq6owtdC2Fchk5xHP34yK8wHvdr4v_Vlj1-jf3BhRR_PaT5Gccyt6z3f1UfB0dsLuJroFP-aHBDaVepr1BBpjR8VcgBvkN4WrnVMGYFdcv9YB3VAziAsTk3u5KANwrHY3ADJkVro_gaqwDEuiNT2g3cq0v1t9pqAIjUE9Js-_k/s320/IMG_7952.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>When it comes to hydration, try not to play catch-up. Get ahead of the game. It may mean more trips to the loo, but it's better than the alternative. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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I NEED to study. So naturally here I am writing. Here's a quick recap of my week. I was sick. I got nothing done. </p><p>So I got a summer cold and it lasted all week. It was mainly a cough that got worse when I talked a lot. I'm a preschool teacher and a personal trainer. All I do is talk. There would be no working out. Anything that included a deeper breath sent me into a coughing tizzy. I even canceled my Stretching classes because it would be too much. </p><p>My week consisted of soup, water, and ice cream. I wanted to scream. I usually have homemade soup in the freezer, but I finished it last week. I turned into a little kid and got some Campbell's Vegetarian Vegetable Soup. I used to love this soup as a kid. It brought me the good feels, but I definitely make a better soup. I'm not going to lie, the best part of the week was the ice cream on my sore throat. </p><p>In the past, I could handle NyQuil nights. Sure I would have crazy dreams, but I could recover in the morning. Over the past year that has changed. I could never relate when people said they didn't like NyQuil, now I get it. I feel high for half a day later. I felt off for two days this week. That's not great when you have a room of 3-year-olds and it's been raining all week. We all survived though. </p><p>I would have liked to go to the gym if only for a massage. All of the coughing makes my back and shoulders ache. The last time I went to the gym the hydro-massage beds were down and I was forced to get a chair massage. I used to love them. They are not one size fits all though. I need to choose between the legs or the upper body. When the massager is on the legs it holds you in the seat. So when the massager was on what would be a normal-sized person's neck was using my head as a tennis ball between two racquets. It was just knocking it back and forth. It was not fun. </p><p>I finally felt better on Friday. Hooray! I'm trying not to overdo it this weekend. I still have a cough every now and then. Plus, I NEED to study. I also need to get things done. I did not do one thing this week except laundry. This morning I went to a class about Succulents with Ms. Amy. I love succulents. I kill succulents. I don't mean to, but I do. So I was super excited when we heard about this class. If you have a Pike Nursery by you, look up the schedule of classes. They are free. Anyway, I learned things and I got a new plant and pot. If he is still alive in 3 months I will get him a companion. Originally I named him Pierre, but the more I look at him the more he reminds me of Kevin Kline. <i>French Kiss</i> is one of my favorite movies. Kevin Kline's character was "Luc". Say it with a French accent. So meet my new study buddy, Luc. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJ0tSopeDHfkGlCW5BoKWWAQhRMHngs76dvx7HHFeqirN65g-GubGnqXyf9GdN3nKCdkgLtU1IAIIaHXFDVNh1Y7iBIcbHiU7w4Suqa9_2NEGQID0W3rc_UsF95_CiSd8VO9Uw9xSwB10CUKlY9UNAcgkb-ViFfnMyiOUF_hnX6Ef7dY0NX0LOtbSA-Q/s1440/354465452_10159561015847005_5121755743236314440_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVJ0tSopeDHfkGlCW5BoKWWAQhRMHngs76dvx7HHFeqirN65g-GubGnqXyf9GdN3nKCdkgLtU1IAIIaHXFDVNh1Y7iBIcbHiU7w4Suqa9_2NEGQID0W3rc_UsF95_CiSd8VO9Uw9xSwB10CUKlY9UNAcgkb-ViFfnMyiOUF_hnX6Ef7dY0NX0LOtbSA-Q/s320/354465452_10159561015847005_5121755743236314440_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>My day was spent cleaning, repotting plants, food prepping, and giving myself a mani/pedi. So tomorrow I can sit down and study after church. I have to. I am way behind schedule. As I mentioned in a previous post, the first section was a huge struggle. It was very dry and disappointing. </p><p>The course started with a wonderful video. We met a woman who talked about what it's like to be obese. She was very personal with her stories. I related to some of them. She talked about how when you gain a little at a time you don't see it right away and then all of a sudden you have a closet full of clothes that you can't wear. It can feel hopeless and give up on yourself. Eventually, she met with a doctor who said she was going to die and the only option was gastric bypass. She told some extremely embarrassing stories and we both cried. I even gasped out loud several times. Not everyone who is taking this course has this background and she did a great job of humanizing this problem. I had high hopes after this. </p><p>The first section was about the causes and consequences of obesity. I am still wondering if I missed something because I never saw causes in this section. It was statistics on top of statistics on top of statistics. The big thing that I learned was that obesity can shorten your lifespan. I sort of knew that already though. It didn't exactly give reasons. My next section is about Weight Bias and Communication. </p><p>Okay, I need to get some sleep. I have a lot to do tomorrow, including more food prep. I forgot to mention that I ate too much pizza this week. Not large portions, just too much. We had a birthday party in preschool and I got to bring some home. It helped because I had not food prepped for the week. I don't make the best choices when I don't plan ahead. Convenience tends to take precedence. And this is how you can end up with a closet full of clothes that don't fit you. </p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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I'm starting this on Father's Day, but it'll probably be the Fourth of July by the time I finish it. LOL. </p><p>Not only is it Father's Day, but it's also the 5th anniversary of my becoming a vegetarian. If you are new to the blog, I'll give you a small recap. Five years ago I was a chaperone on a Youth trip to Washington D.C. On our first full day, we spent the morning in the D.C. Central Kitchen. They asked the adults to cut racks and racks of raw uncooked chickens. We spent 3 hours doing it. I had never done that and so I struggled at first cutting through the joints. I was also a little shorter than the other 3 adults (including my Pastor. This story has made it into several of his sermons). After we cut the chicken we put the meat in these giant containers with ice. I'll spare you the rest of the details. Anyway, I decided at that moment that I would never eat meat again. I was so physically sick from this that I couldn't imagine it. When we went back 2 days later we found out that they very rarely get chicken. It's kind of crazy how that worked out. </p><p>Am I ever tempted to eat meat? I'm not going to lie. The smell of burgers is tempting, but I can have a fake burger so I'm okay. I am NEVER tempted to each chicken. I'm not kidding. The only real temptation I have is wanting a Philly Cheesesteak, Pork roll, and kielbasa. Those are 3 things that I grew up on and have happy memories associated with them. I'm holding strong though so I wouldn't put money on it. In fact, I made a new recipe this weekend and it was delicious. Stick around to the end of the post for the recipe. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9VRPc1n7RCsqHqQsIiliJ1D288XRkSf29sTyELuHwBAj4-3fsbQFInzavBiHzhavdy8--n1RP_z3TLrpPze_SqTlGFPEmgjFPAMUxH4hPeJb4Q6F1Ih3l2gio3CtbnfYjOnkplnZdHKOlr7EcYmMCJ4NifM3OPWJu27k-_j1PiVbEFPM7Duuycbf6rJo/s1796/A4FA1F36-954C-4858-806C-7B292161BE3D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1796" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9VRPc1n7RCsqHqQsIiliJ1D288XRkSf29sTyELuHwBAj4-3fsbQFInzavBiHzhavdy8--n1RP_z3TLrpPze_SqTlGFPEmgjFPAMUxH4hPeJb4Q6F1Ih3l2gio3CtbnfYjOnkplnZdHKOlr7EcYmMCJ4NifM3OPWJu27k-_j1PiVbEFPM7Duuycbf6rJo/s320/A4FA1F36-954C-4858-806C-7B292161BE3D.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Shout out to Aunt Kathy for my awesome wine glass. The One Where I Turn FIFTY. </div><p></p><p>I did not want a birthday party for the Big 5-0. Instead, I'm getting a trip. Ideally, I would be going to Sweden, but that's not in the cards just yet. Then it looked like I was going to Napa. That also is postponed. My actual trip has been booked and I'm super excited. I'm going to OHIO! LOL</p><p>We're going to Cedar Point! This girl is riding the Roller Coasters. Woo Woo! We'll be there for 3 full days in early August. So it should be nice and hot. Luckily we are staying next to the park and it's beachfront. So we can ride the coasters in the morning, go hang by the water in the afternoon, and go back for more coasters in the evening. I CANNOT WAIT! All are welcome to join. Just know that I scream A LOT (all on purpose). It's such a good stress reliever. I basically am watching POV videos and I can't decide which I'm most excited to ride. </p><p>To make it even more special, I am not getting my Carowinds pass just yet. Well, that's really to keep me from procrastinating even more. I'm doing a great job procrastinating without going to Carowinds. I haven't studied at all this week. </p><p>Pro-crast - - Pro-crast - That's a good word isn't it? Procrastinating. Procrastinating. I wonder what the etymology of that word is. Obviously, "pro", is very good, but "crast"? Crast...I have no idea. Hey, why don't we look it up? Have you got a dictionary?</p><p>I'm a champion Procrastinator. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZM57y8l3uNb0aiFsKWdtT-9i1EVjxWJ3S71p9Bv_v7fEv3IT_R6dhXe2UF3U3KsYjaU34H4ovfS6jlOzx9qOuxEvPVlK0RpjW9ov6_4trOScz2zU8feVIH1UlrJ1czcDS2xSqdzSKtj9KH9GNHYYffFzeDx-4xyJ4kxa2kRtD0UuFSic86rIyZXwHVQk/s2048/IMG_7584.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZM57y8l3uNb0aiFsKWdtT-9i1EVjxWJ3S71p9Bv_v7fEv3IT_R6dhXe2UF3U3KsYjaU34H4ovfS6jlOzx9qOuxEvPVlK0RpjW9ov6_4trOScz2zU8feVIH1UlrJ1czcDS2xSqdzSKtj9KH9GNHYYffFzeDx-4xyJ4kxa2kRtD0UuFSic86rIyZXwHVQk/s320/IMG_7584.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><b><br /></b><p></p><p>Speaking of Procrastinating, I didn't study this past weekend. On Saturday we had a girls' trip to the winery. A couple friends were sick on my Birthday Winery Trip day, so this was a follow-up trip. Sadly, Ms. Stephanie was sick again. </p><p>It was a relaxing day and my brain felt a reset. My Anxiety dreams have gone away, but I'm still stressed. It is a beautiful setting and a calming atmosphere. I wish I had a book to study from. I would literally go there to study every week. </p><p>Before we got there we went to the Amish store. I picked up some dark chocolate-covered cherries. And the slushie of the day was a cherry smash wine slushie. They paired perfectly. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ueQlxNKej5qks4hS7JGkMMF1pWvWRuOGw5M2EtRWLJWINgvhwXfCL13mdnnL4on_Qg276EsQcrgjl9CLxaB0v-86vfxbMgcY-EsyI8Q118wosxQSlN-yWcPHMcpeCQDuzALNLyaVeCqOOJ1LuXLPXEnR5XR33UItHwLgmN-26U-27HnRfaj5IPO-aFM/s2048/IMG_7580.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ueQlxNKej5qks4hS7JGkMMF1pWvWRuOGw5M2EtRWLJWINgvhwXfCL13mdnnL4on_Qg276EsQcrgjl9CLxaB0v-86vfxbMgcY-EsyI8Q118wosxQSlN-yWcPHMcpeCQDuzALNLyaVeCqOOJ1LuXLPXEnR5XR33UItHwLgmN-26U-27HnRfaj5IPO-aFM/s320/IMG_7580.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfA-TXmbKyD50j3FSniBwHUG0FALBw8-mgvTriVCD1YwPhIatY4gb6zDhUQtnHz85aa3fjEzBZlmXsI5ktHDCLNOuR_uH182FEcnzkaB0WlNn4z0xgQLaZjVTssv0xKmmqIhzKkoMfxdZ1A9PwtmF7_OCObo4D2X2Iaxg3RsaxVxuEzTfAK78UDBskdBc/s2048/IMG_7605.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfA-TXmbKyD50j3FSniBwHUG0FALBw8-mgvTriVCD1YwPhIatY4gb6zDhUQtnHz85aa3fjEzBZlmXsI5ktHDCLNOuR_uH182FEcnzkaB0WlNn4z0xgQLaZjVTssv0xKmmqIhzKkoMfxdZ1A9PwtmF7_OCObo4D2X2Iaxg3RsaxVxuEzTfAK78UDBskdBc/s320/IMG_7605.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><b><br /></b><p></p><p>Father's Day is still a little difficult. I try to stay off of social media and do something to distract me. This was the 5th Father's Day since my dad passed. The first one was the most difficult, but it is still a hard day to get through. </p><p>Luckily some friends were in town from Iowa. Their daughter was running in an Invitational Track Meet at UNC Charlotte. I was happy to go watch her run. She's one of my favorites and it's been amazing to see her progress. She's a distance runner and she's now a foot taller than me. </p><p>Whenever I go to a race of any kind my mind immediately goes "Can I do another marathon?" After that first one in 2014, I immediately thought that I wanted to do 3. I did the second one 6 months later. I paid the price with my injuries. There is no way that I could do it. I know it. My knee and hip are done with that. I don't have the time to train. I'm a back of the packer. I would literally need to spend every free moment training. I just can't do it. It's nice to dream though. </p><p>It was a super hot day and I drank a ton of water. I was only outside for a few hours, but I also walked a lot. When I got home I immediately showered and then I was done. I gave myself a mani/pedi and I made a new recipe. I was super tired. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCNtGBicccTh4rWTJ1OxOJYyBFVLDUC2WJsli6Z_Cox4r1iEJWTqMZJa4-OiaMRPj4RqcgGhUhdMLbSanNgv7mjWOJWUOTCdVeuRq3KK07xGRUYpTpLqMTXU8VxDLW1lcamjRIOWD9dEhsiYHobkP5R6oGLwsIWc1DpzKBsbJhgm04HNg3xNlEr_-G180/s1800/825405E3-A5E9-4D8D-A967-0970627F40D8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCNtGBicccTh4rWTJ1OxOJYyBFVLDUC2WJsli6Z_Cox4r1iEJWTqMZJa4-OiaMRPj4RqcgGhUhdMLbSanNgv7mjWOJWUOTCdVeuRq3KK07xGRUYpTpLqMTXU8VxDLW1lcamjRIOWD9dEhsiYHobkP5R6oGLwsIWc1DpzKBsbJhgm04HNg3xNlEr_-G180/s320/825405E3-A5E9-4D8D-A967-0970627F40D8.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>I was so excited when I saw the newest Forks Over Knives magazine. The recipe on the cover looks INCREDIBLE! I couldn't wait to try it. </p><p>I went and got most of the ingredients and a few days later I attempted it. </p><p>I didn't have that much whole wheat pasta left, but I had enough for a couple servings. </p><p>Whole Wheat Pasta</p><p>Grilled corn</p><p>Basil</p><p>Blackberries</p><p>Avocado</p><p>Lime</p><p>I added feta and skipped the spinach and radishes. It didn't look the same, but it was delicious. It's a wonderful summer side salad. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVw_DSX65LIA0MUPNVhbk1I-9tnLR4ApQKnS2wNNV1L58v8QMgYSeEPF8ZUds9OPL-TKKafKRw9epqWmMFPyxjkd2hJO1-TzAdFSvuF56zBXgWYQFNKAUBQ7P-G98U1dklWL5jlYlLdL3Jc_vITG6CCXf_IK1GnfuH3FKG02mYDS3FolXsZLGaZqJYFj8/s1800/1D8DD9ED-8AED-47B4-AE9C-4AC47E061A9A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVw_DSX65LIA0MUPNVhbk1I-9tnLR4ApQKnS2wNNV1L58v8QMgYSeEPF8ZUds9OPL-TKKafKRw9epqWmMFPyxjkd2hJO1-TzAdFSvuF56zBXgWYQFNKAUBQ7P-G98U1dklWL5jlYlLdL3Jc_vITG6CCXf_IK1GnfuH3FKG02mYDS3FolXsZLGaZqJYFj8/s320/1D8DD9ED-8AED-47B4-AE9C-4AC47E061A9A.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>Okay, I'm beat. It's time for bed. Now that I'm not having anxiety dreams every night I am happy to go to bed. </p><p>I appreciate you </p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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I don't believe I am ruining it by saying that it is the Finale. They always said that the story was a 3-season arc. Now that isn't to say that there isn't a spin-off coming. They definitely left it open for that.</p><p>So it's time for an episode recap with a lesson. We are up to <i><b>Season 1: Episode 9 - All Apologies. </b></i></p><p>I feel like this is the time where I say "This is one of my favorite episodes" lol. It is a great episode and I swear I didn't plan this. </p><p>The episode opens with Roy taking an ice bath in what appears to be a giant trash can. Coach Lasso walks in and mentions that everyone has left except Danny Rojas, who is still running laps on the field. </p><p>Roy is being hard on himself. He's not the player that he once was. He's not as fast. His body isn't holding up like it once did. Ted tells him "You had a bad day. Big Whoop. You beating yourself up is like Woody Allen playing the clarinet. I don't want to hear it. All right? Go easy on yourself. Hey, I got your back. Ain't nothing gonna change that." </p><p>After Ted leaves, Danny comes in and starts running on the treadmill. Roy grunts and goes back under the water. </p><p>I swear rewatching this after you turn 50 is not something I recommend. All I wanted to do was climb in that can with Roy. And not just because I would really enjoy that. No, I wanted to do it because I thought about how good that would feel on my body and I wasn't on a professional sports team. Everything hurts more. I'm telling you. I mean I think I'm in great shape, but that doesn't mean that the wear and tear on my body hasn't taken its toll. </p><p>Back to our story. </p><p>After the opening credits, we see Rebecca in the Lockerroom in the middle of a photoshoot. It's for Women in Football and she says it's not a big deal. Ted disagrees. "Being a role model is a huge deal. Don't you realize that there's probably a little girl out there somewhere rocking a tiny eggplant-colored power suit, and she's just dreaming about becoming a sports executive someday? She's gonna read this article and she's gonna think, 'Holy smokes, my dreams are possible."</p><p>Keeley confronts Rebecca. Last week she found out that Rebecca was responsible for something that could have potentially harmed herself and Ted. Rebecca hasn't confessed yet. Rebecca texts Ted and he comes to her office. What happens next is straight from my playbook. </p><p>Rebecca: "Right, I'm not going to beat around the bush. I'm just gonna...get straight to the point. No faffing around 'cause that's just annoying and definitely no procrastinating. Pro-crast - - Pro-crast - That's a good word isn't it? Procrastinating. Procrastinating. I wonder what the etymology of that word is. Obviously, "pro", is very good, but "crast"? Crast...I have no idea. Hey, why don't we look it up? Have you got a dictionary?</p><p>Needless to say, Rebecca does not confess at this moment. She asks to talk later. After he leaves, Rupert walks in. His girlfriend is pregnant. This guts Rebecca. She wanted to be a mother. </p><p>A wonderful song is playing. Piano Joint by Michael Kiwanuka. It will grab you. It's not a running song though. I would put it on my cool-down playlist though. And actually, I will do that right now. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX3jaQ1c5nqA4oVGM_IJKKeGKSruoqclKoapprKKDarHlJnHOiUWpTymZcF-5ZY3tjDwyKtNdxKg7vcw_JVXvJrnXdm8DV0hFENN43Pe3E0sBniAGIRvzTb6vS983CSCaslS3IEbRxXwKTsTBCspxLZQybHa_w7LcjyQsbykfpkaokgP18Z-_SWa_W/s1800/352711483_10159535704777005_4789727593176284294_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX3jaQ1c5nqA4oVGM_IJKKeGKSruoqclKoapprKKDarHlJnHOiUWpTymZcF-5ZY3tjDwyKtNdxKg7vcw_JVXvJrnXdm8DV0hFENN43Pe3E0sBniAGIRvzTb6vS983CSCaslS3IEbRxXwKTsTBCspxLZQybHa_w7LcjyQsbykfpkaokgP18Z-_SWa_W/s320/352711483_10159535704777005_4789727593176284294_n.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I sometimes think that Procrastination could be my middle name. I am not known for getting things done early. Every two years I wait until the last possible moment to get my recertification credits in for Personal Training. And every other summer I complain that my summer is ruined because I spend so much time studying. It's my own fault. I have two years for goodness sake. I mean I bought this course several years ago. I could have started after I finished my last course. I didn't. It's all on me. I could sit here and give you excuses. This was a really tough year teaching and I was really exhausted. But, I could have started it. I am working on a Weight Management Specialty. When I bought it I was sad to see that there was no option for a textbook. I'm old school. I like textbooks to study. I can study a book anywhere. This course has some downloads, but it's mostly videos and podcasts. You need to be connected to wifi. That rules out sitting outside and studying. It was really hard for me to get started. I did it yesterday though. Go Me! I took my first test tonight. I passed. It was not easy and I'll complain about it in another post. Speaking of procrastination, let's get back to Ted Lasso.</p><p>Rebecca walks into Ted's office and tells him everything. She wanted to destroy the club and hurt Rupert. She apologizes and he forgives her. </p><p>Out on the Training Field Coach Lasso gathers everyone around. "Alright, fellas you gotta remember, your body is like day-old rice. If it ain't warmed up properly, something real bad could happen."</p><p>Roy continues to struggle with the idea of not being the same player he once was. The announcers aren't being kind about his diminishing abilities. Nate and Coach Beard want Ted to sit with him at the start of the game, but Ted refuses. After Beard and Ted get into an argument at the pub Beard leaves. </p><p>The song Waving Flags by Sea Power comes on. It's one of my favorite songs of Season 1. </p><p>Roy stops Ted from stepping into the road when a car is coming. He is still struggling with looking to the right They talk for a while and Ted offers to say that Roy has an injury and that's why he is sitting. Roy asks if he can think about it. Classic Ted responds "I'd call you a big dummy poo-poo face if you didn't."</p><p>Later as the team is dressed for training, Roy walks in and dresses for the second team. The song playing as we end is Leader of the Landslide by the Lumineers. It's such a beautiful song. </p><p>There you go, I feel like I told you too much, but there is still so much from this episode that I left out, so go watch it. </p><p>Once again there are several lessons to choose from. </p><p>I love when Ted says "Big Whoop. Go Easy on yourself." It's something I often tell others, and yet it's hard for me to listen to the same advice. I use this a lot though in my posts. </p><p>I could talk about the importance of being good Role Models, especially for young girls. We will circle back to that at another time. </p><p>So the winner is: <i><b>"Alright, fellas you gotta remember, your body is like day-old rice. If it ain't warmed up properly, something real bad could happen."</b></i></p><p>I can't stress enough the importance of warming up properly before physical activity. And I mean warming up, not stretching. Stretch if you have a tight muscle, but you need to get your heart pumping. You need to get your muscles warm to reduce the risk of injury and increase your productivity. It doesn't have to be a long warm-up period. and it doesn't have to be all running. Jumping jacks. High knees. Arm circles. Do it for 5-10 minutes. Just get moving. And then make sure to stretch after. And for goodness sake, make sure to stay hydrated. </p><p>One of the things that I started in Quarantine was leading Zoom Stretching classes. These classes continue today. It's similar to a yoga class. I lead them twice a week for 30 minutes. My body really does feel good after it. I recently ran into one of my attendees and she told me how much better her back feels. She started with us in January and is kicking herself for not starting sooner. Often I will think of canceling because I'm busy or tired, but I always feel better after the class so I try not to cancel. Tomorrow we will be doing floor work and I'm very excited. </p><p>Okay, I need to call it a night and get some rest. A couple of weeks ago I was having a bad time with anxiety. I was having a really rough time sleeping. So now I'm a little more relaxed and I'm actually looking forward to sleep. Sweet Dreams my dears. </p><p>I appreciate you </p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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Hooray! I'm excited to get away this weekend. Memorial Day Weekend is my annual weekend in Washington D.C. with Ms. Kristin and her family. This year we have tickets to the Air and Space Museum. It's been ages since I've been there. One highlight from our past weekends includes a man giving me a $50 bill on the National Mall. I cannot wait and I'm sure I will have lots to share. </p><p>Let's start today with an update on the knee. It appears to be back to normal. Thank goodness. I still have some skin missing, but I don't think there was any lasting damage. Just to my pride. I did make an effort this past weekend to keep resting it. In fact, I didn't even put my Garmin watch on all day. It felt good to step away from that mindset.</p><p>Okay, let's get down to it. Why are we here today? Well, I want to share about the past couple of trips to the gym. One of my favorite persons is home from college and will be my co-teacher for part of the summer session. I started as Miss Ashley's youth leader when she was in 6th grade and now she just finished her first year of college. She is one of my roller coaster buddies and I have joked that she could have been my daughter. Last week we got to talking and I invited her to join me at the gym whenever I go. She immediately took me up on it and we went the day after my stupid knee injury. I had to take it easy so the treadmill was out. She wanted to do weights and I was happy to oblige. It's so nice to have a gym buddy. </p><p>I should have taken pictures of my face during our first conversation about this. I asked her what she wanted to work on and she mentioned that she had a list. She had a trainer at school. I was pleased to hear it and then when she gave me her list my brow started to furrow. I asked who her trainer was. It was a friend who was a Senior. Ahh...yes, not an actual trainer. I've heard this so many times. </p><p>I'm not saying that you shouldn't work out with friends. And yes, they can probably help you out, but it's not always for the best. More often than not, you will be doing what works for them which isn't always what works best for you. You may be working muscles in the wrong order. You may not be using the proper progression. Make sure to find someone who can help you achieve your goals. I don't want anyone to get hurt and I don't want anyone to get discouraged if they aren't seeing progress. </p><p>Miss Ashley has a lot of questions and I love being able to answer them for her and building a foundation. She has asked a lot about building muscle mass. We have talked about the importance of eating properly. I have told her about my struggles with eating enough protein for muscle mass since becoming a vegetarian. </p><p>Our first workout was for Chest, Triceps, and obliques. When we were finding the right weights I was impressed that the amount she wanted to start with. And then when we corrected her form we needed to drop down. This happened several times. This is just a reminder that if you are using weights and your form isn't right you can hurt yourself. We started on machines that provide support for your posture. Making sure your back is straight is pivotal. </p><p>Another thing that we talked about that we have in common is our Scoliosis. We talked about the right muscles that you want to strengthen the help. I also stressed the importance of stretching. I told her how much my regular stretching has greatly helped with my back pain. I still have tight hips and shoulders, but (and I'm probably jinxing myself) it has been years since I have needed to lay flat in the middle of the day because my back hurt so much. I saw one of my regular Stretchers outside of class last week and she mentioned how great it has been for her back. </p><p><i>*If you know me personally and want to join our zooms on Tuesdays/Thursdays please drop me a line. </i></p><p>So back to the workouts with Miss Ashley. I'm not going to lie. I got a little competitive. It was dumb and I knew it. It wasn't a competition. I have been strength training for years longer than her. But, yes, I wanted to make sure my numbers were a little impressive. Now here is the trainer in me talking. Don't do what I did. I have been strength training, but I haven't been using these machines in several years. And here I was going right to the amounts that I left off on. In my case, it worked out, but in theory, I should have bumped it down a little. </p><p>Today we worked Back, Core, and Biceps. We also used the same oblique machine today. I asked if it felt easier. She said yes. When we used it last week those muscles weren't really warmed up. They were today. We did a little more cardio this time and we were using some of those muscles on other machines. My knee was fine. But, I was breaking in my new sneakers. It was my second day in them. Yesterday was wacky socks day at preschool. When I got home I had received a birthday package. It included a rocking pair of fluorescent unicorn socks. Of course, I had to wear them today. They are cute, but they are not practical for working out. In my last post, I stressed the importance of proper tread/support for your sneakers but neglected to mention the importance of the proper socks. These socks had my feet sliding all over. I wasn't going at my full cardio pace, but I was getting nervous that I was about to get a blister. I did not thankfully. </p><p>In case you were wondering, today was wacky hair/hat day. Sadly, I phoned it in. I mean I wear hats all of the time. But, I hadn't worn my bucket hat in a while. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFA2Jh8jFVqGSQonNg2uZY__t_BRIRtXsUCe7Ie7wbx-dwPrDX-KMm6fa6VDc7EGdg43hFtO621G5MrqS1wgtPCgESGCRVug6nOIUdVHwKFuOfKbF_Ea9ZFErMyiARF32ObSnwzBeMk7Z0B-gKFUsXCFobjSPrSSUeF7qkttvVFws3A7jxcUxp05Q4/s2048/IMG_6085.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFA2Jh8jFVqGSQonNg2uZY__t_BRIRtXsUCe7Ie7wbx-dwPrDX-KMm6fa6VDc7EGdg43hFtO621G5MrqS1wgtPCgESGCRVug6nOIUdVHwKFuOfKbF_Ea9ZFErMyiARF32ObSnwzBeMk7Z0B-gKFUsXCFobjSPrSSUeF7qkttvVFws3A7jxcUxp05Q4/s320/IMG_6085.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>We are taking tomorrow off since I have multiple clients after preschool, but we will be back on Thursday. I requested a cardio day. I have a client after and then stretching before I will need to finish packing for my weekend. Hooray!</p><p>Okay, well I'm typing this as I am watching the newest Ted Lasso episode. Next week is the finale and I don't know if I will be able to handle it. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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Oh Boy. I'm going to be honest, it hasn't been the easiest pill to swallow. I love a good Birthday month. I love spending time with my friends. I love birthday wishes. Of course, I love the presents. I don't love the number. I could say it leading up to the day, but that day I wanted to curl in a ball and cry every time that number was mentioned. </p><p>The weekend before my birthday we had a road trip to the Wineries. Hooray! It was a smaller group than the last birthday trip, but that's okay. It's why I celebrate all month. My birthday celebrations always compete with graduations, weddings, and Mother's Day. We left early from church so that we could make our first stop at the Amish Store. I'm glad we did because it was crowded. I picked up some cheese and crackers and some items for home. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jMS_8QyzSvA-cx7H8C2y6xAtF5iXUJMjgX1R627RsgfZsZENIWGzhx-PQXAA3KP6NXdVEvkxo-mZyFYa1JbSdOy4g09t5Tgjy1i8aonYi-iu5bHxuRoUe2ylm8_r9fPrzr4iHQubnyvCxonoy0B-ndb-vE7mUKmCYkusGEiNSWcMmfrkokRhzj4z/s2048/IMG_5307.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jMS_8QyzSvA-cx7H8C2y6xAtF5iXUJMjgX1R627RsgfZsZENIWGzhx-PQXAA3KP6NXdVEvkxo-mZyFYa1JbSdOy4g09t5Tgjy1i8aonYi-iu5bHxuRoUe2ylm8_r9fPrzr4iHQubnyvCxonoy0B-ndb-vE7mUKmCYkusGEiNSWcMmfrkokRhzj4z/s320/IMG_5307.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>We had four wineries to hit. First, we went to Shadow Springs. I haven't been there in a while and it has the Margarita-wine. Oh it was so good. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0FKb2dAThySrDMGDg45ODVabMVdo88Q5NTL_95iNDsOBJy2u9x33M-DKGLGPWvKcNeu4JDhzlq08WsriqeKzb2quSqvkinr4Pg8W0ejDM9HiLbOJrybo0gpz1Ofd1xO6i6Y6RP9yuuF09uEhvmctOGPyyVjzfjFDf-49KBuE45IXEgycj0qvG6_Nj/s1777/B8CAA2C7-88C5-4E48-B356-B3A05C7F4053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1777" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0FKb2dAThySrDMGDg45ODVabMVdo88Q5NTL_95iNDsOBJy2u9x33M-DKGLGPWvKcNeu4JDhzlq08WsriqeKzb2quSqvkinr4Pg8W0ejDM9HiLbOJrybo0gpz1Ofd1xO6i6Y6RP9yuuF09uEhvmctOGPyyVjzfjFDf-49KBuE45IXEgycj0qvG6_Nj/s320/B8CAA2C7-88C5-4E48-B356-B3A05C7F4053.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Then we went to a winery that I had never been to, Dobbins Creek. I wasn't planning on having anything there, until they mentioned a homemade Sangria. And let me tell you, it was the BEST Sangria that I have ever had. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZkAqcUkHz8t6_6rHc5V_eG2wE9H_2ADFz2Az70hFlK6PwN9ZfSUsQAHATnd8BPKDh9wk7evIRRxbkG-82uMP9PqZw7xxP88QoBPiZPCh2Ayz6Wqd-AuYKhw6fVkxmxWw1hJQqJmmlCkyctjR5UdMlaMbD3IKltbcnY65c7St-vBLHR2-ffo6qQz35/s1777/D85CC29B-7C8D-4FC2-8424-FAF43677427C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1777" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZkAqcUkHz8t6_6rHc5V_eG2wE9H_2ADFz2Az70hFlK6PwN9ZfSUsQAHATnd8BPKDh9wk7evIRRxbkG-82uMP9PqZw7xxP88QoBPiZPCh2Ayz6Wqd-AuYKhw6fVkxmxWw1hJQqJmmlCkyctjR5UdMlaMbD3IKltbcnY65c7St-vBLHR2-ffo6qQz35/s320/D85CC29B-7C8D-4FC2-8424-FAF43677427C.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>The third stop was Laurel Gray. I had the Rose. I loved it the last time, but I wasn't as crazy about it as before. Darn it. Luckily, it's such a pretty stop. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivz58dSuciGEXALNI0Q1r3KBjpxR3eNAytiOM5SL9IrPrw6D6dRynm7nbECoCilhUQFxijR8s2cqsEJSRazvCijKPSQYJAkCZUtNd6-MttmCqyeekmvq_dbz_by3hLiQhWXPOVwAMr3tAp9BTNDRNeLXk8xEdW7S-8ksF6luET2svS1jerO4Ajw2e3/s1777/C91026FE-F4D4-4A19-A31F-374A1D33579D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1777" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivz58dSuciGEXALNI0Q1r3KBjpxR3eNAytiOM5SL9IrPrw6D6dRynm7nbECoCilhUQFxijR8s2cqsEJSRazvCijKPSQYJAkCZUtNd6-MttmCqyeekmvq_dbz_by3hLiQhWXPOVwAMr3tAp9BTNDRNeLXk8xEdW7S-8ksF6luET2svS1jerO4Ajw2e3/s320/C91026FE-F4D4-4A19-A31F-374A1D33579D.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Our last stop for the day was Windsor Run. They were debuting a Rum Punch and it was insanely good. It was the one drink that everyone agreed on. I also had a glass of my favorite Island Holiday. It's my favorite and the wine that I took on the cruise. So every time that I drink it I am instantly transported to Jamaica. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicfGPOCKq7LZF_fbiQZXl1iX6fgCSfCkPuyV6MGkB4WLgVhQoS694VxZQfW9yhntZAt1Tny8yk8mA5rsmb-7jFLtUL9zxo5t83gdvr8Au7rAs1JAh8912QGMa3T_K8j2yk4nqAF9EeQNp2Q9fcswCd-MB80Lfu_cBn4cLXfVfohDLKrkZVPEuGVvTH/s1777/D0668095-625C-4055-B140-8867EBE46965.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1777" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicfGPOCKq7LZF_fbiQZXl1iX6fgCSfCkPuyV6MGkB4WLgVhQoS694VxZQfW9yhntZAt1Tny8yk8mA5rsmb-7jFLtUL9zxo5t83gdvr8Au7rAs1JAh8912QGMa3T_K8j2yk4nqAF9EeQNp2Q9fcswCd-MB80Lfu_cBn4cLXfVfohDLKrkZVPEuGVvTH/s320/D0668095-625C-4055-B140-8867EBE46965.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>The day was wonderful and I did bring a giant bottle of water that I finished, but I still felt dehydrated when we returned to the church Ms. Amy and I went and filled up our water bottles with fresh ice water before heading home. I was able to stop for some groceries so that I didn't need to leave the house on Sunday. I cannot stress enough how much I enjoy the option to watch the church service in my pajamas on youtube.</p><p>And a couple of days later I turned 50. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_XJPQOFa8WsKgQoHoLd1ykRGTG_KXvm-KVH-OzDgnTa52FB1uJ0cOAyZG7hnR8GBY720XjZqMDyMlLtMgsyrLPxmMNNjNBj9R64_nZGij4z9kudGCeQ4ubPMzceWnqsWsktPuoPUDS837Op29sDAdt_Ucomdah7dJFn04JheLXdgzOw1eEtCvu7E/s1800/F9270648-A7EB-4D42-9B20-7C506DEB14D4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_XJPQOFa8WsKgQoHoLd1ykRGTG_KXvm-KVH-OzDgnTa52FB1uJ0cOAyZG7hnR8GBY720XjZqMDyMlLtMgsyrLPxmMNNjNBj9R64_nZGij4z9kudGCeQ4ubPMzceWnqsWsktPuoPUDS837Op29sDAdt_Ucomdah7dJFn04JheLXdgzOw1eEtCvu7E/s320/F9270648-A7EB-4D42-9B20-7C506DEB14D4.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I woke up early so that I could stop at Starbucks for my free birthday drink. Once a year I splurge and get my Venti White Chocolate Mocha with Raspberry. It's full of sugar and calories so that is why it is a once-a-year deal. They ran out of Raspberry the day before. 50 sucks. </p><p>Luckily when I got to preschool I felt the love. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSU5jwrZGwY0-phuiRuHn76560DOtPPrfLgzELFKaIloxWHVQ3N3ZymSwaAKhgI55f9nv4MzwO2g0CHYetgJfTnYAHmKSdDeyRrxHbUt66jfNDg8-h6IVte74SV71S64WNfNmwYa6kESX3BVqs32Pjxt9ofYhj3rJfC3JAJrtKYME7ywLISISptWIe/s1796/B3946C16-027B-417C-822E-D79070014075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1796" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSU5jwrZGwY0-phuiRuHn76560DOtPPrfLgzELFKaIloxWHVQ3N3ZymSwaAKhgI55f9nv4MzwO2g0CHYetgJfTnYAHmKSdDeyRrxHbUt66jfNDg8-h6IVte74SV71S64WNfNmwYa6kESX3BVqs32Pjxt9ofYhj3rJfC3JAJrtKYME7ywLISISptWIe/s320/B3946C16-027B-417C-822E-D79070014075.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I was asked how I wanted to celebrate and I answered with a Breakfast Yogurt Parfait bar. And they delivered :-)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpcuIBaZIX1CxAQaaw8HcUNOFLRioxRiAxgAbCxEdSMyHBTZE9Ei1Wx2eZ-0qWSMCUPBu40XzDeUD_-O2KOftJyxIhvRFjMwS5rkPQW1dPA6dfVfrQzM3S6CDFQDDixEwDZ2N5EI3jdqt8CRfBigHd99OyQrMGX7evHcyp_Y5WH48YtYZxLur8N1nx/s1796/F8E072EB-49F7-4BD7-9E47-8FD24CAEA077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1796" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpcuIBaZIX1CxAQaaw8HcUNOFLRioxRiAxgAbCxEdSMyHBTZE9Ei1Wx2eZ-0qWSMCUPBu40XzDeUD_-O2KOftJyxIhvRFjMwS5rkPQW1dPA6dfVfrQzM3S6CDFQDDixEwDZ2N5EI3jdqt8CRfBigHd99OyQrMGX7evHcyp_Y5WH48YtYZxLur8N1nx/s320/F8E072EB-49F7-4BD7-9E47-8FD24CAEA077.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>My class didn't exactly acknowledge my birthday, but my class from last year did. In fact, one little precocious 4 yr old kept repeatedly telling me "Ms. Jennie you are FIFTY!". Okay, he was yelling. Thank you V. Thank you very much. </p><p>After preschool, I didn't have any clients and I made a plan to meet Ms. Debbie at SeaLife. I needed a good day with my fishies. They did not disappoint. Although, I'm sad to report that one of the three Lionfish that I love is no longer with us. I shall miss you Lionfish. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizdrAiLggLOt1dHhxu27y8RaExIYdC-vHf9alqSb9xH4bT6t_a-458AwYnwiMf9JpTQwTVq601oP9CvWLlaEt6z9ATVr_rb7FUt-m9CPu9AOaPPF6GWSpzq-MPX9kx6Qr2NZEsIJttYfHzcyMhjXyP1TUCkhrsA-kGUVgIOIp9lUCQRjuglplmHy3C/s1800/27E62651-3C1D-4D22-98A0-C2A0FEE3AC78.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizdrAiLggLOt1dHhxu27y8RaExIYdC-vHf9alqSb9xH4bT6t_a-458AwYnwiMf9JpTQwTVq601oP9CvWLlaEt6z9ATVr_rb7FUt-m9CPu9AOaPPF6GWSpzq-MPX9kx6Qr2NZEsIJttYfHzcyMhjXyP1TUCkhrsA-kGUVgIOIp9lUCQRjuglplmHy3C/s320/27E62651-3C1D-4D22-98A0-C2A0FEE3AC78.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>When I got home I still led my Stretching class. I needed it and I had a glass of wine while we stretched. I'm allowed. What I was really looking forward to was the new episode of Ted Lasso that night. It also did not disappoint. Thank you to the Ted Lasso writers for bringing me joy. </p><p>I hit the gym for the rest of the week and my feet HURT. I knew that I needed to get new sneakers, but I thought I could get a few more weeks out of them. Nope. The balls of my feet and my toes hurt each night. When you look at the bottom of my sneakers that is where they are worn. So do me a favor right now. Stop reading and check the bottom of your shoes. I am forever telling people to do that. Remember, your average shoe has a life of 300-500 miles. If you tell me that you have had your sneakers for years and they are comfy that doesn't mean that they are providing you proper support. Without the right support, you can have unnecessary pain in your feet, knees, hips, back, etc after a long day on your feet let alone a workout. Happily, I used some birthday money and ordered two new pairs of Asics: one for workouts and one for everyday stuff. </p><p>As wonderful as the winery trip was, it started off on a sad note. We found out before we got on the road that a friend passed away that morning. It was very unexpected and was in the back of our minds the whole day. The Funeral was a week later and it was a difficult week to get through. I was not looking forward to the Funeral. I was not looking forward to the negative headspace I would bring. It was a beautiful service though. There was a lot of necessary grieving. It was hard and I went shopping after. Not much, but I was anxious. I went to Ikea to get the cutting board that I wanted. It is elevated so you can place a container under it and just slide some vegetables off of the board into the bowl. </p><p>I know what you are thinking. It is a little strange to from a funeral to Ikea in the same breath. Welcome to my little world of Anxiety and OCD. If I feel overwhelmed with emotion I am going to do one of a few things. Either I am going to seriously eat my feelings away or I'm going to fixate on buying something that I want or I am going to vegetate and sit in front of the tv for days. I chose to buy a cutting board. I also tackled a project that I had been trying to do for weeks. I cleaned out my closet. Making order out of a chaos of emotions. </p><p>I'm starting to feel a little scattered and I fear that I'm about to lose you. So I will end with today's excitement. As I was getting out of my car to go work with a client, I somehow smashed my knee into my interior door handle. I could not catch my breath. You know when you hit your funny bone? Well, imagine that you now have to stand on that. After an hour it was still tender. I could see swelling through my pants. I could put weight on it, but not stress. I came home and put ice on it (while I ate a pint of ice cream). I got so cold that I had to put a blanket on. It's still sore and swollen and I was climbing into my elevated bed trying not to put weight on it. It wasn't easy and I have resigned myself to the fact that I will just have to pee on my bed tonight because I do not want to try that in the dark in my half-asleep state. I'm really not happy with 50. </p><p>And on that visual I shall go to bed (well I'm really watching Grey's). Good night and don't forget to check the tread on your shoes. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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On Friday I drove up to Virginia right after Preschool. I wasn't crazy about a long drive again in such a short time, but it was worth the knee pain. </p><p>If you know me, then you know that I LOVE Broadway Musicals. I have lost track of the hours spent on my road trips while listening to Musical Soundtracks. I have wanted to see Aladdin the Musical for years. And this was my chance to do so. Hooray!</p><p>Leading up to the weekend I had gotten in lots of workout time. My body is really making positive changes. I was excited to step on the scale, but I was let down. Not because of the number, but because there was no number. I tried changing the batteries, but it was dead. Oh, booger. There's a great scale in my bathroom at Mom's and I asked if I could bring it home until I find a good one. She said of course. In the end, though, I opted against it. I'm still planning on getting one because it's important to know where you stand. But, I don't want to get upset if the numbers aren't in my favor. I'm afraid that would derail my progress. For now, I'm going to keep going based on the positive changes. </p><p>Before you think that I'm a horrible daughter, I only asked about taking the scale because I was certain that Mom had a second scale. I've had really good scales and I've had crappy scales. The one at Mom's is a good one. It's one I trust. </p><p>Okay so let's get to the road trip. I used to love long drives. I still don't hate them, but my knee hates them. I have worked VERY hard to make my knee feel better and for the most part, I'm in a good place. However, long drives are evil. I mean in my defense, it is a 6-7 hour drive each way. I have learned that I HAVE to make 3 stops if I leave later in the day. If I am leaving pretty early then I can get away with 2. However, my right Knee is my "good" knee and it can completely lock up if I'm not careful. It sucks getting older. </p><p>Ugh speaking of. I am in my last week in my 40's. </p><p>My first stop was a little over 2 hours into the trip. I grabbed a chocolate bar. I'll admit it. When I got back in my car I put it on the passenger seat. I made a turn and it slid right off. It felt like the saddest moment of my life. I mean it wasn't in a spot that I could just reach down and get at a red light. I thought about pulling over to get it since my next planned stop was another 2 hours away. And then I told myself that I was insane. I tried to push it out of my mind and stay strong. I stayed strong, but it was in the back of my mind the whole time. Ugh. </p><p>Happily, I arrived at a decent time. I wanted to get a good night's sleep because my plan was to get up early and hit the gym before I got ready for the show. And I DID! Yay! Go Me! And then I shocked the heck out of myself. I mean I know that I say that I am tired after Preschool. And I know that sometimes I will have a plan to work out right after and then I just don't have the energy, but damn I just didn't know how bad it is. Because I got on the treadmill and I took off. I mean I fully anticipated that I would have a slow pace because it was first thing in the morning and I would be a little tired, but I was wrong. I was shocked at the difference in my pace. Preschool is rough. </p><p>As I was getting ready I put my jeans on and they felt fine. And then I ate lunch. The jeans felt tight. Dang it. I changed. The pants didn't look right. I put the jeans back on. And they felt fine. I think I'm going crazy.</p><p>Aunt Carol picked me up and we headed to the metro. Washington D.C. is one of my favorite cities to walk around. However, my body doesn't always like it. Sometimes I am in great shape. Sometimes I am injured. Sometimes I'm not in my best shape. I'm happy to report that I had no issues with the hills or stairs. Hooray! So here's the thing. I have struggled in D.C. at lower weights. But, right now I am injury-free and I'm working on my stamina and lung capacity. It's working. Thank goodness because I will be back in D.C. for the annual Memorial Day Weekend Get Together with Ms. Kristin and the family. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPqfxZ5LwZ8lJWKtX78xHVCXGfb-c_kD1aGhUtQQqRujz2_GT3rgVGmV6pxJif6c97I6AqxzX3TnML1MZozaFFloLGMprr0KPQVEY2VHXyTXw3H4C5BP4whx7U-jzQ-f1wS8--2nOrrxaOxMpfpLsTu08UvnboPQq8a61zrcA5XbLrWIYW6p5lx19F/s2048/IMG_5100.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPqfxZ5LwZ8lJWKtX78xHVCXGfb-c_kD1aGhUtQQqRujz2_GT3rgVGmV6pxJif6c97I6AqxzX3TnML1MZozaFFloLGMprr0KPQVEY2VHXyTXw3H4C5BP4whx7U-jzQ-f1wS8--2nOrrxaOxMpfpLsTu08UvnboPQq8a61zrcA5XbLrWIYW6p5lx19F/s320/IMG_5100.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Okay, so let's talk Aladdin the Musical. It was AMAZING. Lifting up a big Thank You that there were so many kids in the theater. I could SEE! Yeah, they offered booster seats to the kids. I would like to request one for my next show. </p><p>The music. The dancing. The laughs. The costumes. It was all incredible. It was also a little hard on my head. The ladies all had bare midriffs and looked stunning. It was a great show, but it also made me feel a little bad about myself. Ugh. It was still a couple hours of Joy and I am forever grateful for that. </p><p>While we were waiting for the Metro to go home I wanted to try out a photo trick that I had seen. If you want a picture of a person, but there are lots of moving objects around what do you do? Take it as a Live photo. The subject should not move. Afterward, change the setting from Live to Long Exposure. This is a picture with a moving Metro next to me. Pretty cool. The only problem with this idea was that the metro made my hair blow around which made several of my pictures blurry.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVg7ls3Z0aDqdtjFRN2TuWoZ8A9NR-14rTMm-7cD22uUJGA48dGB8sf8LanfBb7O52fKWJo8UzLkywZ0JMJt1_LlNEdbZBTyFK3uQQXemFSgntY4kqHTu0noGj2ebHSMYURM5ZdtzQRopKCc6-rr_TvRetoaTJAZeeWpZ0DnN-5D6K3SnCLmCnRbYA/s2049/IMG_5107.JPEG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2049" data-original-width="1535" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVg7ls3Z0aDqdtjFRN2TuWoZ8A9NR-14rTMm-7cD22uUJGA48dGB8sf8LanfBb7O52fKWJo8UzLkywZ0JMJt1_LlNEdbZBTyFK3uQQXemFSgntY4kqHTu0noGj2ebHSMYURM5ZdtzQRopKCc6-rr_TvRetoaTJAZeeWpZ0DnN-5D6K3SnCLmCnRbYA/s320/IMG_5107.JPEG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>After the show we went to my favorite place for dinner: Silver Diner. I had the most amazing salad.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkG35M43EmCid1Q7YqNnncnw9rfmlCMz89d2tyIHpWABvQE9km5zXy16JWrFEtyXw4dCpacdEssChcdJW6SsVTP6lz6L9EdhR9iupie1HoEbjD5K8i2EEPedYkxaCdEljMOAMt17i_T-UNHNB9UGxZ882ld3OfCRmW0Hyk3lwA_7l64OAr5EJjUHrB/s2048/IMG_5121.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkG35M43EmCid1Q7YqNnncnw9rfmlCMz89d2tyIHpWABvQE9km5zXy16JWrFEtyXw4dCpacdEssChcdJW6SsVTP6lz6L9EdhR9iupie1HoEbjD5K8i2EEPedYkxaCdEljMOAMt17i_T-UNHNB9UGxZ882ld3OfCRmW0Hyk3lwA_7l64OAr5EJjUHrB/s320/IMG_5121.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>It was a Warm Roasted Local Veggie Salad. There were diced beets, squash, brussel sprouts, red peppers, basil, rocket greens, kale, sunflower seeds, pecans, and dried apricots with a champagne vinaigrette. It was one of the best salads that I had ever had. I'm not a big beet person, but I don't always like it. Every time that I have them at the Silver Diner I have loved them. I need to figure out how to make them so that I would like them. TMI I forgot about it that next morning and thought I was dying after I went to the bathroom. </p><p>Before I headed home I met Aunt Carol for breakfast. I looked up the menu before we went and I was super excited for the Greek Breakfast Burrito. I mean they put the Tzatziki sauce in the burrito. YUM!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiehwmHDUIzPe-g6y7LXQdCtJg82BR1UuX5ErU57Cbm8asfbE97NM5kT27XKVfzWSRaDdNEZ9jkhWd8ogZxxW2ezl7pEHIZsqCKqhMrZulMYc8Ra6jivSMtBvd9-YDlj9ums4VJsB_xC3ip2iiRGo9F7wW6TGQaPcGNZdA2GsGLFD_3vzPYWt-yaEag/s2048/IMG_5137.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiehwmHDUIzPe-g6y7LXQdCtJg82BR1UuX5ErU57Cbm8asfbE97NM5kT27XKVfzWSRaDdNEZ9jkhWd8ogZxxW2ezl7pEHIZsqCKqhMrZulMYc8Ra6jivSMtBvd9-YDlj9ums4VJsB_xC3ip2iiRGo9F7wW6TGQaPcGNZdA2GsGLFD_3vzPYWt-yaEag/s320/IMG_5137.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>It was a rainy drive home and it takes more out of me than I realize. But, I got a laugh when I got home. I had a few packages from my Uncle waiting for me. He wanted to remind me that I'll be 50 soon. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFH20f4o0GgIC5ruevNO7968Jv3iOuPQKh9hB1KWv5KIt4iF8Ncryr9fTL3fC86HRb5mUQ7DrbYp2kCfmx0LMvOgjuf7Tfhpch-yu3MWh8PnVsZ5oT2_rdR1qdSkRl-_-bUPILGCjyX93TxvicOeMO015h_i3h8zbHN1IRmdLk_pM69NOHKaOiYxvR/s2048/IMG_5146.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFH20f4o0GgIC5ruevNO7968Jv3iOuPQKh9hB1KWv5KIt4iF8Ncryr9fTL3fC86HRb5mUQ7DrbYp2kCfmx0LMvOgjuf7Tfhpch-yu3MWh8PnVsZ5oT2_rdR1qdSkRl-_-bUPILGCjyX93TxvicOeMO015h_i3h8zbHN1IRmdLk_pM69NOHKaOiYxvR/s320/IMG_5146.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I'll wear some of them this weekend. A bunch of my friends and I are going to the wineries again. Hooray! My big Celebration will be later this summer. Think ROLLER COASTERS!<br /><p>Before I go, let me just talk about when to push yourself and when not to. Get to know your body. I planned on going to the gym on Monday, but I felt off. My muscles were sore from gripping the steering wheel all day the day before. I was tired from the trip and tired from Preschool. I did not feel like myself. I opted for rest and sleep. And good news: I felt HUMAN again on Tuesday and went back to the gym. I would have risked injury if I pushed myself on Monday. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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I am starting this right after my last random post and of course, I remembered something an hour later. Ugh. I'm getting old. Although I do make a list of things that I want to cover, I just never wrote it down. </p><p>Remember my sassy new Haircut? Here, I'll remind you:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzuvuZwQfESmzXLnwVyQpzjgJv-v92iDUJRxzBJumrCmDTM4FRW-zE-m7skiKOCl3RVsVDoUJ5szP6_fUHirUflZ2fdt5WwopiEzELZ4wf81Pa4x4ONT_QljqB-ZNRyh8LpOUu_pkV34KehQI54ve90rLYl1q5QoONjk51VQ7LSlM5tDopvVoU8yE0/s2048/IMG_4609.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzuvuZwQfESmzXLnwVyQpzjgJv-v92iDUJRxzBJumrCmDTM4FRW-zE-m7skiKOCl3RVsVDoUJ5szP6_fUHirUflZ2fdt5WwopiEzELZ4wf81Pa4x4ONT_QljqB-ZNRyh8LpOUu_pkV34KehQI54ve90rLYl1q5QoONjk51VQ7LSlM5tDopvVoU8yE0/s320/IMG_4609.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>Anyway, when I went to the gym last Monday I felt cuter, but not fantastic. I mean I go to a gym in the University area. I'm on the older side there. There are still people older than me so I'm not the only one. I'm usually in my zone reading or watching something on my iPad so maybe it happens more than I realize, but I caught 3 guys checking me out and smiling. It made me feel really good. I needed that. I've felt kind of down and blobby lately. </p><p>Today was an exhausting day. I didn't have clients and I planned on getting my car inspected before going to the gym. But, I'm going to tell you that I sat in my classroom after the kids left and just wanted to lay down for a nap. It was a long day. Well, there were no cars before me and my inspection was finished in 15 minutes. There was no excuse. Off to the gym, I go. I mean even 30 minutes would be better than nothing. I gave it 40 minutes and then I got my massage. And that's where I saw my new Gym Crush. Oh, I haven't had one in so long. He was laying in my Massage bed. He quickly got up and wiped it down and we talked for a few minutes. He's cute. I love having a good Gym Crush. It is definitely a motivator to get me back there tomorrow. </p><p>*I did not see Gym Crush today, but it wasn't because I wasn't there :-) I'll just hope to see him again soon. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p>Alright, let's get down to it. This episode of Ted Lasso is one of the most referenced. I mentioned before that even my Pastor used it in a sermon last month. I'm talking about </p><p>Season 1: Episode 8 - Diamond Dogs. </p><p>This episode picks up right where the last one ended. It's the morning after the team won in Liverpool for the first time in 60 years. Some are a little drunk. Some got a little lucky the night before. </p><p>Ted is talking to Coach Beard, Nate, and Higgins about his night. The guys ask why Ted is beating himself up. He did nothing wrong. Coach Beard says it's time to get a pair of *He uses a hand motion to indicate scissors. And Nate says "To cut yourself some slack". He calls them his Personal Dilemma Squad. They go over a few names and come up with Diamond Dogs. Hence the name of the episode. </p><p>That night Jamie shows up at Keeley's. He tells her that "You saw an even greater Jamie inside an already great Jamie." and "You also taught me to try not to get in my own way."</p><p>The next day we are in Rebecca's office. Ted brings her some biscuits and truffles to thank her for being there for him during his panic attack. She asks him to come to a meeting with two women who own some shares in the club. </p><p>Roy and Keeley continue their dance. Oh wait, I don't think I mentioned it because I didn't want to ruin it. DOH! At the end of the last episode Roy and Keeley had a passionate kiss and then he walked away. Earlier in this episode Keeley asks Roy out, but he is busy. Now he asks her and she's mad. </p><p>Roy goes to Ted's office. He tells the Diamond dogs that he can't get Jamie out of his head when he thinks of Keeley. And here comes my favorite quote from the episode. Ted makes a joke about love triangles and Roy responds:</p><p><i>"Does my face look like it's in the mood for shape-based jokes?" </i></p><p>Seriously, this writing is FANTASTIC. </p><p>The Diamond dogs say they don't see the problem. Keeley is wonderful. Ted asks Beard if he wants to bring it home. Coach Beard delivers the best advice: "Grow up and Get Over It."</p><p>And now we head to the Crown and Anchor pub. It turns out that Rebecca's douche of an ex-husband bought the shares from the ladies they were going to meet with. He can't own anything, but his young girlfriend can. Seeing that he is getting to Rebecca, Ted challenges him to a game of darts. If he loses, Rupert can pick the starting lineup. If he loses, Rupert can't sit in the Owner's box. </p><p>There is so much to this interaction. I want to remind you that pretty much no one in Richmond or England, in general, takes Coach Lasso seriously. They think it's a joke that he is still coaching. Rupert accepts the challenge after Ted throws a couple of darts. Then he pulls out his own darts. And then Ted throws another dart and says that he forgot that he is left-handed. Bullseye!</p><p>Ted launches into the best lesson. He talks about how guys have underestimated him his whole life. He never understood why. One day he saw a quote by Walt Whitman "Be Curious, not Judgemental". We will forgive him for this, but it was not a Walt Whitman quote. He says if they were curious they would have asked questions. We learn that he spent every Sunday as a kid playing darts with his dad while he hits all of the marks and finishes with a Bullseye. </p><p>There isn't a lot of music in this episode. There is a song by the Struts that you can put on your workout playlist: Put your money on me. And then of course we hear Diamond Dogs by David Bowie. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p>So there we have it. One of the best episodes and it has so many lessons to choose from. </p><p><i><b>*Cut yourself some slack</b></i></p><p><i><b>*Try not to get in your own way</b></i></p><p><i><b>*Grow up and Get Over It</b></i></p><p><i><b>*Be Curious, Not Judgemental. </b></i></p><p>I have flip-flopped several times trying to figure out which one to choose. I feel like the obvious choice is "Be Curious, Not Judgemental" but, I'm going to stay away from that. I heart Jamie so today's lesson is <b><i>"Try not to get in your own way."</i></b> I mean I think that I could write a book on that. </p><p>I get in my own way all of the time. I can make excuses with the best of them. I mean I could practically wear a shirt every day that says "I'm Tired". So how can we stay out of our own way? Here are some tips. </p><p><i><b>*Support Group</b></i></p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span> Rally the troops. Make sure that your family and friends know your intentions. Ask them to be supportive and see if they would like to join you. </span></li><li><span> Find a partner. It's much harder to cancel a workout if you have to bail on someone else. </span></li></ul><div><b><i>*Plan Ahead</i></b></div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span> Rearrange your schedule. My ideal workout time is not mid-afternoon, but it's when I can fit it in. Sure I'm sweaty and gross for my clients, but it's a sacrifice that I have to make. Actually, I bring a washcloth and deodorant and wipe down at the gym before I leave. I'm not an animal. </span></li><li> Remember that it takes 21 days for something to become a habit. Plan out your first month and be strict about it. </li><li> Keep a change of clothes, a water bottle, and sneakers in a bag in your car. You never know if plans are going to get canceled and you can get a workout/walk/run in. </li></ul></div><p></p><p><b><i>*Hold yourself accountable</i></b></p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li> Remember that Ms. Amy and I text each other when we meet our daily goals. Even when I don't make my goals, it inspires me to keep going when she does. </li><li> I'm not saying you should blog like I do. Especially since I guess vlogging and tik-tok are the new way to do it. I'm old-fashioned and like to write so that's me holding myself accountable. I mean I know the numbers of how many times my posts are read. The numbers are nowhere near what they once were, but that's not the point. I do this for me. And if I can help educate or inspire someone else in the process, well that's just Barbeque Sauce. </li><li> Keep a workout or food journal if you need to. Mark it in your calendar. </li></ul><p></p><p><br /></p><p>Okay, I need to wind down and get ready for the newest episode of Ted Lasso. I'm very thankful for my Tuesday night rewards. Especially since my birthday is in two weeks and that means there should be a new episode to look forward to. My Birthday celebrations will take place on weekends and throughout the summer. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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Last week I was on Spring Break and I fully planned on sitting and writing out a few blog posts, but I made it as much of a Spring Break as possible and relaxed. Hooray! I needed that break something fierce. I mean I was counting backward from 7 with a client the week before and kept skipping 6. Not once. Not twice. And not even three times. If that doesn't scream "I NEED A SPRING BREAK", then I don't know what does. </p><p>There is so much to tell. So buckle in for another Random post. </p><p>In my last Random post, I told you about splitting my pants. Ugh. That was fun. My replacement jeans arrived and I was very excited. I put them on to wear to preschool one morning and only had them on for about 5 minutes before I had to run back and change out of them. I couldn't breathe. They buttoned, but there was no way that I was going to make it through the day. It almost broke me. They were the same size as my "fat" jean. and they were squishing my insides. I was incredibly depressed. </p><p>I'm happy to report that I tried them again that weekend and they fit fine. Hooray. What the heck? Was I super bloated? Gassy? I don't know the answer, but I have worn them several times since. I would still like them to be too loose, but I'm working on that. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p>Spring Break started on Good Friday. I had stretching and a client that day so I wasn't traveling until Saturday. I ran a couple of errands on Friday. While I was at Target stopped and eyed up all of the Cheese. Only two days to go my pretties. I couldn't wait. I texted Ms. Kristin, who was my Lent support person. She supported me while I craved chocolate and cheese, and I supported her while she craved soda and chips. I feel like we should have won an award. It was TOUGH. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgad-T2UuekpyBMZNHhmA1OEyXPvB52Vh7_Hl4Zj67gWpBTZBe-Rj15ywv9NZUmjrI5vIp7QYNgf_hyqXouNdnK_F1jdhlaZHvaNYpZYDzwgaZIyw7kEw1uCTojRK5yO_K8KwJD5n05ir02rOxFALBtgnzuDvvL74gUFovfcxbtKmTjBcbVGuAQoqWx/s2048/IMG_4429.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgad-T2UuekpyBMZNHhmA1OEyXPvB52Vh7_Hl4Zj67gWpBTZBe-Rj15ywv9NZUmjrI5vIp7QYNgf_hyqXouNdnK_F1jdhlaZHvaNYpZYDzwgaZIyw7kEw1uCTojRK5yO_K8KwJD5n05ir02rOxFALBtgnzuDvvL74gUFovfcxbtKmTjBcbVGuAQoqWx/s320/IMG_4429.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p> I was packed and ready to get on the road by 7:30am. My first stop was for coffee and then I was back on the road. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt869v-v9bJjK4bRGdr2FzezzqAK1n9AzOlRbuZdXa6XWxbT70U3wECwu7x0Pft_82bZvSCLZEAn0KObAxxOe5JLGkr3-ucqLydJGGP6VKJkZutSp2camQ4W6xrZfjJ1o_3PciyhgqdIQsG3Mn3_9fjkbslW6SG9ZLABi6E9IxQxQWoGYOsLEOtTZN/s2048/IMG_4448.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt869v-v9bJjK4bRGdr2FzezzqAK1n9AzOlRbuZdXa6XWxbT70U3wECwu7x0Pft_82bZvSCLZEAn0KObAxxOe5JLGkr3-ucqLydJGGP6VKJkZutSp2camQ4W6xrZfjJ1o_3PciyhgqdIQsG3Mn3_9fjkbslW6SG9ZLABi6E9IxQxQWoGYOsLEOtTZN/s320/IMG_4448.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>When I'm driving to Mom's I get very excited when I get to Charlottesville. It's the first place that I can spot a Wawa. It brings me so much joy. It's 2/3rds into my drive and a good place to get gas, use the restroom, and get a hoagie. I was about to do that when I remembered that I get CHEESE Hoagies. NOOOOOOOOO! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnw0bk-q9zz8HlR6CDd34Ps3nu5PsFQ_WWqsAd2RpE8JpfgXm5lQYiLGrNTeD11rP8ab6cRrtjwz0S4OZ9WG5kzN2SMsSlzHYO4qy_RcgpSUke35bzfxdg7tKiTSePdSNIBhfdCubySJAQXbKH3pL3MambxaONxARLoDdB_44tDsF4KoWH4sW6faEf/s2048/70266681118__08027DDB-FD5F-4C3B-A102-E116E40A2B59.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnw0bk-q9zz8HlR6CDd34Ps3nu5PsFQ_WWqsAd2RpE8JpfgXm5lQYiLGrNTeD11rP8ab6cRrtjwz0S4OZ9WG5kzN2SMsSlzHYO4qy_RcgpSUke35bzfxdg7tKiTSePdSNIBhfdCubySJAQXbKH3pL3MambxaONxARLoDdB_44tDsF4KoWH4sW6faEf/s320/70266681118__08027DDB-FD5F-4C3B-A102-E116E40A2B59.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>I did not get my hoagie that day. I was very sad. I rallied though knowing that I was going to be able to have one in a few days. </p><p>When I got to Mom's, Ms. Kristin and I discussed that we were each told that officially Lent ends at Sunset on Saturday night. What? How is this the first time we are hearing about this? And before you question our sources, her dad is a Lutheran Pastor. So we got good information on this. </p><p>They looked it up and their sunset was 7:30 and mine was 7:40. It was hard. Did we give in to the temptation? Did we wait until Midnight and stuff our faces (like I did last year)? Or do we wait until morning? We did decide that we could have it after sunset. I opted to wait until her husband went out for soda for her. He took FOREVER! Well, that's what it felt like. </p><p>I had a few pieces of chocolate and was pretty proud of myself. And I still haven't had any of the cookies.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8viOe0kO6YsRRtPQBM7BqpUQ_Xb3oOUxz17ZHyMWWAtxL_ouB1cioAMDHEj4gKcSI7srB_pmjO8LIiGi9RzcIAXE2hKbm01bGZUgqAOfuEkOhrMeIR0e9SZLTzgDQKEktHMfKJ6EHMs6atajF_1r9_EfVHM_-tcf1Y4DAI9bvo15COjEmuWq_qwj/s2048/IMG_4456.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8viOe0kO6YsRRtPQBM7BqpUQ_Xb3oOUxz17ZHyMWWAtxL_ouB1cioAMDHEj4gKcSI7srB_pmjO8LIiGi9RzcIAXE2hKbm01bGZUgqAOfuEkOhrMeIR0e9SZLTzgDQKEktHMfKJ6EHMs6atajF_1r9_EfVHM_-tcf1Y4DAI9bvo15COjEmuWq_qwj/s320/IMG_4456.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The following day was Easter. I wore my new jeans because I knew that I was going to overeat. I have mentioned it before, but I always try to wear something with a waist when I know that I will most likely eat a lot of food. It will help me from overeating. <div><br /></div><div>We got there early. I made sure to eat breakfast so that I wouldn't arrive starving. But, our dinner was later than planned. I must confess that I hit up the bowl with the M&Ms and the mini robin eggs pretty hard while I was waiting. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnThlbDfSOzMx964b9X7bBvtMWRVrH5XdN6H3wEH8A4lryRSUx8IrXcDBowb-sbxYoDY4IdOlt5lXkfYiBG_I58jeNVltHHBxmX0i_7c0dqX203Uusp-wUNoBPtezgJiWHYdx1iAwbBmB_IitAQcPjtmlYRjem0eXVbLBYicIjwf9MHkJVAOdU6Z3/s2048/IMG_4554.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnThlbDfSOzMx964b9X7bBvtMWRVrH5XdN6H3wEH8A4lryRSUx8IrXcDBowb-sbxYoDY4IdOlt5lXkfYiBG_I58jeNVltHHBxmX0i_7c0dqX203Uusp-wUNoBPtezgJiWHYdx1iAwbBmB_IitAQcPjtmlYRjem0eXVbLBYicIjwf9MHkJVAOdU6Z3/s320/IMG_4554.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Aunt Carol always makes a wonderful Easter Dinner. I knew that there would be some good roasted vegetables and mashed potatoes. I could pretty much eat everything except the Ham. There was a very cute Rabbit Vegetable/bread/dip platter.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0LWb1TsS7OtioJlpUcV3WFEx-yJn64d9bRoE0w82Yw4o8UddA7acmPpuqDW2aCaAET_9tpk-OhAaBs7kVNy7Midqj5vYRHRajHltr-vzBqLB9TRy9vcM3Z0Q-G7IxpBhMiQD7hJF98Y43z7CBRab9YeiFZ9TERSrOV6KNy6tfWCs3cJwTY8_LUxTh/s2048/IMG_4469.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0LWb1TsS7OtioJlpUcV3WFEx-yJn64d9bRoE0w82Yw4o8UddA7acmPpuqDW2aCaAET_9tpk-OhAaBs7kVNy7Midqj5vYRHRajHltr-vzBqLB9TRy9vcM3Z0Q-G7IxpBhMiQD7hJF98Y43z7CBRab9YeiFZ9TERSrOV6KNy6tfWCs3cJwTY8_LUxTh/s320/IMG_4469.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Most importantly there was a huge bowl of Mac'n'cheese. COME TO MAMA! I couldn't control myself. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2USTPmo660d7uQzrJcFFOU2YLIJe9o1tAylL1wbGPshfCFDOry9Ub8sKFwRZNx5BYlIQ0L1GKgxX3KyldTELKaSYWznAh-PWVv00q0Xg9cnQ2ZZtfuU3GQ2NI0LpZDNsV-lwKnvWnD8EbPMoJ3MFXI3prsbRl1lnUGBtVGkm0pgnGDkqA67PqOar/s2048/IMG_4539.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2USTPmo660d7uQzrJcFFOU2YLIJe9o1tAylL1wbGPshfCFDOry9Ub8sKFwRZNx5BYlIQ0L1GKgxX3KyldTELKaSYWznAh-PWVv00q0Xg9cnQ2ZZtfuU3GQ2NI0LpZDNsV-lwKnvWnD8EbPMoJ3MFXI3prsbRl1lnUGBtVGkm0pgnGDkqA67PqOar/s320/IMG_4539.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>It was so delicious. And I paid for it later. Between all of the chocolate and mac'n'cheese and the tight jeans, I thought I was going to die later. I'm not kidding. My stomach hurt so bad. I was certain of one of two things: I was either about to destroy a toilet or I was going to die. TMI I know, but that's all that was running through my head. I changed out of my jeans into some stretchy pants that I brought with me, anticipating this moment. Turns out that I just had gas. Crisis averted. It was awful though so I've been hesitant with my cheese intake. Oh, I'm still eating it, but I'm going easy. </div><div><br /></div><div>After everyone left I asked about the dessert. There was pie and ice cream. Aunt Carol mentioned that she had Jeni's Ted Lasso ice cream: Biscuits with the Boss. OMG!!! I'm going in!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjemMcGy25QTIu-E728AlybUL-VCfH4LXb462GNFFyVgRSA0E3O9ODGsKoSHjV-_OahDMUmP1toWDcvcbFPS0MRiDs2yVKAnsLfQS0oXv3mHQ0c4qKanxqvb9OS1qiodI70OxnFoNNxExBr9QOSi0f89fPvTSYqTpBa_wbVNa3-ySlc5lb8MdK83XNy/s3780/8947A92F-0892-4F82-9AB7-72E4181B66B6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3780" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjemMcGy25QTIu-E728AlybUL-VCfH4LXb462GNFFyVgRSA0E3O9ODGsKoSHjV-_OahDMUmP1toWDcvcbFPS0MRiDs2yVKAnsLfQS0oXv3mHQ0c4qKanxqvb9OS1qiodI70OxnFoNNxExBr9QOSi0f89fPvTSYqTpBa_wbVNa3-ySlc5lb8MdK83XNy/s320/8947A92F-0892-4F82-9AB7-72E4181B66B6.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div><br /></div>It was buttery and delicious. We made plans to go into Alexandria to go to Jeni's and get some more before I went back to North Carolina. Spoiler Alert: they were closed with no explanation when we went. It was devastating. More on that later. <div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></div><div><br /></div><div>I don't trust a lot of people to cut my hair. I love my mom's Hairdresser, Fernanda. So I was excited to get an appointment with her over Break. I knew that I wanted a drastic cut. I wanted to go short again. I started googling short styles and naturally, the algorithm brought up: Hairstyles over 50. Bite me Google! As a joke, I saved a picture of Joan Lunden, but I couldn't show anyone. It was depressing. It was a cute cut, but the idea was depressing. Thankfully, I found a great cut and Fernanda delivered. I LOVE IT!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2IsR72SBNljJO2SeeOTYNH7BrZWijEEGOk2i02vg9xYlbpBT1zv-I8cC-eq5QF85sXw2nqzxRYEInvkFsWVpc8SJYPXPpR_M2Gp9a_ubip6NxR9eCvHF0R3cdWWLLAQo1lKSEiEkrdneOtr-tiZqCh9iZpSU4bPWqEFfKKOLcJVoiIlcqZjegz2B/s2048/IMG_4609.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2IsR72SBNljJO2SeeOTYNH7BrZWijEEGOk2i02vg9xYlbpBT1zv-I8cC-eq5QF85sXw2nqzxRYEInvkFsWVpc8SJYPXPpR_M2Gp9a_ubip6NxR9eCvHF0R3cdWWLLAQo1lKSEiEkrdneOtr-tiZqCh9iZpSU4bPWqEFfKKOLcJVoiIlcqZjegz2B/s320/IMG_4609.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>I have to spend some more time on it and now I'm back to showering in the morning, but it's worth it. It makes me feel good and I have a little spring in my step. My days are full of little kids and working out, so making a true effort hasn't been a priority. It needs to be. It helps me mentally. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, so we planned our day to go into Alexandria. I had stretching class that morning and then we were running to the used book store. It's my favorite place to be. And if you are in the Northern Virginia area outside of DC check out McKay's Used Bookstore in Manassas, Virginia. I promise you won't be disappointed. It's huge so plan on being there for a while. </div><div><br /></div><div>When we left the bookstore we decided to grab lunch in Alexandria. We found a parking spot a block away from Jeni's and we were excited. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtkcwMsK1gycwFQUlmMTGA6hcwD3kVv1x2d8IfaaS4HhS2G7Gp9mWRdJowDOjpBAU45exZnfBiec41YVrVmn2EjikdvTs5Yes5iKBLtQc5ycf1U2QE-PKKPJK2jXVhCCFXONYlNGCvF4oELlzcLR7eZAdLigtEjB38IT1O7vMgGjzHsudQ4VZ21rC2/s2048/IMG_4704.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtkcwMsK1gycwFQUlmMTGA6hcwD3kVv1x2d8IfaaS4HhS2G7Gp9mWRdJowDOjpBAU45exZnfBiec41YVrVmn2EjikdvTs5Yes5iKBLtQc5ycf1U2QE-PKKPJK2jXVhCCFXONYlNGCvF4oELlzcLR7eZAdLigtEjB38IT1O7vMgGjzHsudQ4VZ21rC2/s320/IMG_4704.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>Sadly, as I mentioned before, it was closed. NOOOOOOO! There was no sign, no message on Facebook, or their voicemail. They open at noon and we didn't get there until after 1. We decided to walk around and grab lunch. But first, I needed a photo op. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixHKH_U_PUfxpHuf26MMEVfh-7v1d8iAtQuF8ciV-yADjNE2g8t-dNr4y2M-1lTZZp3pAS3AaeD_-UzWWB9yKRAJob9lZdRGFbW_qfjjz_UM_5mlIDYG-dILTjoeTQ7V_03LrWsRtVWZiGkkOq26_5pYBVPMv0ZDJkMW0hp6-WhzUPVAH3WTrxmvsT/s2048/IMG_4707.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixHKH_U_PUfxpHuf26MMEVfh-7v1d8iAtQuF8ciV-yADjNE2g8t-dNr4y2M-1lTZZp3pAS3AaeD_-UzWWB9yKRAJob9lZdRGFbW_qfjjz_UM_5mlIDYG-dILTjoeTQ7V_03LrWsRtVWZiGkkOq26_5pYBVPMv0ZDJkMW0hp6-WhzUPVAH3WTrxmvsT/s320/IMG_4707.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Thankfully we found a really great place to eat: SweetGreen. I had a fantastic salad. They had specific salads that you could choose from or you could make your own. I got the Hummus Crunch Salad. It has Hummus, olives, chickpeas, tomatoes, cucumbers, shredded cabbage, red onions, basil za'atar breadcrumbs, chopped romaine, shredded kale, and pesto vinaigrette. I got everything except the olives and onions. It was soooooo yummy. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3eu-pQujawCH5yeTqFkeIf1N2GiC2JMgnE1u1o0qXF0QTM4S4hQOyS4KnyqcNPc0QBu073vkxeHdYQzr9GeW3U0oNHOrPZI9n8cdyFgtOwfoBxJswbm8qk9ih1-B9N87elksIIEGxCm0j_OaoJclLayg2nmwVxCaE8IKs2JlfE67cz_K2m6eEGpJ3/s2048/IMG_4714.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3eu-pQujawCH5yeTqFkeIf1N2GiC2JMgnE1u1o0qXF0QTM4S4hQOyS4KnyqcNPc0QBu073vkxeHdYQzr9GeW3U0oNHOrPZI9n8cdyFgtOwfoBxJswbm8qk9ih1-B9N87elksIIEGxCm0j_OaoJclLayg2nmwVxCaE8IKs2JlfE67cz_K2m6eEGpJ3/s320/IMG_4714.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div>Don't worry. On the way home we stopped at the grocery store and got ice cream. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></div><div><br /></div><div>I had plans to go to the gym every day during Break. I brought my weights in hopes of at least doing some strength training at home if time was tight. I also was excited to try something. Ms. Amy gave me a profile in her iFit account. I was excited to try an at-home workout. I'm still excited to try it out. I want to do some of their yoga classes. Maybe next week. </div><div><p>The great news is that I jumped in and hit the gym most days this past week and it was wonderful. I sweat. My legs feel good. My butt feels good. It's all good. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></p><p>I need to wrap this up. Before I go I want to share one of the Hygge cards that I shared in Stretching Class last week. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhnWDdPj-m5jJlfSuFCwiIZlFVR1mOAvNNBqmXq1PK9nmOLN-X-Z6CP7T7oaXcfK98LaDIPgmXsFqP87TdQcWk3z0_xAXIBAW-KLV-vk-bfX2IeQ3DYssO3S27KTH8DzzK0MU2iLIuDRBvd-oyq1E2H2EbTiXOobCrpdBC76hvyiA74-CNm4OKDd6q/s2048/IMG_4810.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhnWDdPj-m5jJlfSuFCwiIZlFVR1mOAvNNBqmXq1PK9nmOLN-X-Z6CP7T7oaXcfK98LaDIPgmXsFqP87TdQcWk3z0_xAXIBAW-KLV-vk-bfX2IeQ3DYssO3S27KTH8DzzK0MU2iLIuDRBvd-oyq1E2H2EbTiXOobCrpdBC76hvyiA74-CNm4OKDd6q/s320/IMG_4810.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Focus on the little things. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>*****</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Hopefully, my next post won't be so long away. I have the next Ted Lasso episode noted and ready to go. It's going to be a big one. It's one of the most referenced episodes. In fact, my Pastor used it for one of his sermons last month. </div><div><br /></div><div><p>I appreciate you.</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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Today I'm going to break down another Ted Lasso episode (It's one of my favorites and yes I am aware that I have said that for every episode) and I have an incredible recipe to share. You're going to love it. So let's get started. </p><p>Let's talk about Season 1: Episode 7- Make Rebecca Great Again. This one is a little different. Ted is going through some things and he pushes others into the spotlight. So I need to look to someone else for the lesson and I just LOVE this new character. </p><p>The episode begins with the loading of the team bus. They are getting ready to go to Liverpool for a match. Richmond hasn't won in Liverpool in 60 years. Nate tries to correct the way the bags are being stored under the bus. While he is under there more bags get tossed in and the doors are closed. Let me just say that I 100% see myself in Nate right then. I would be that person climbing in to make sure everything is put in just right. I am also that person that would get locked in the bottom of the bus. Did I ever tell you about the time that I was tossed into the wall from a murphy bed? I'm pretty sure that's why I'm claustrophobic. But I digress. This is not the time to talk about my childhood trauma. Back to Ted Lasso. </p><p>Ted is in a distracted headspace. His wife is asking when he will sign the divorce papers. But, in typical Coach Lasso fashion, he nails a difficult question during a press conference. I didn't spoil it during the last episode recap. At the end of that episode, we learned that Jamie Tartt was recalled to Manchester City. Coach Lasso was very upset. He is asked in the press conference about losing Jamie. He responds by saying that one of the great things about being a coach is the connection that you make and that losing Jamie hurts more than anything that happens on the grass. Well said!</p><p>Rebecca brings Keeley to Liverpool for a Girls trip and reveals that it is her first Anniversary weekend since her divorce. Keeley hugs her. I love them! And then we meet Rebecca's best friend, who she hasn't really hung out with since she married Rupert. Sassy knows the importance of this weekend for Rebecca and she shows up for her. Sassy is the BEST. On a side note, the actress who plays her is a substitute host on my favorite show: The Great Pottery Throwdown. You can watch it on HBO Max. Let me know when you do so we can talk about it. </p><p>Ted asks Nate if he thinks they can win. When Nate says yes, he asks what he would tell the team. Nate gets nervous and won't say. Later Ted is drinking and trying to sign the papers when Nate slips a note under the door. Ted opens the door and yells at him. I know what you are thinking. That is so unlike Ted. And you are right. So the next morning he immediately apologizes to Nate and asks him to read the thoughts that he wrote down to fire up the team. It works and the team wins. </p><p>Everyone heads to celebrate with Karaoke. This is where we get most of our music. While they are singing Sassy and Rebecca step outside for a smoke and a talk. Rebecca apologizes for disappearing on Sassy and Sassy's daughter while she was married to Rupert. She places a lot of the blame on Rupert. </p><p>Our lesson this week comes from Sassy. She tells Rebecca "I've always been your biggest defender, but you have to own up to the part you played." </p><p>Before I get to that lesson, let me finish up. While Rebecca is singing Karaoke Ted starts to have a panic attack. He gets up and walks through the club to get outside. When you watch this episode pay attention. The song playing as he is walking through the club is hard to hear, but it is one of my favorites and immediately made it to my Running Playlist. Decoder by Pixellay is playing. It sounds like you are listening to it underwater, but it has a great beat. It WILL make you move. </p><p>Don't worry, Ted's night gets better. I left out some important scenes because you need to watch them for yourself, except that we will learn about them in the next episode. So let's get back to Sassy's lesson: You have to own up to the part you played. </p><p>I can sit here and give you 100 reasons why I didn't get the exercise in or didn't eat as well as I should have, but at the end of the day it was decisions I did or didn't make. It was on me. There may have been extenuating factors, but I made the decision. I didn't make it a priority. There is nothing wrong with that as long as I am aware of it. If I'm constantly making excuses and never acknowledging that I made the ultimate decision then it's never going to get better. Luckily, I know when I don't make food prep a priority then I make poor decisions: speed over proper nutrition. Generally, that means a lot of prepackaged food. Hello, sodium! So why didn't I get my workout in today? I was tired. I wasn't feeling well. I didn't have the time. I was too tired. Yes I know that I said that twice. You can get the idea of how often that can be the excuse.</p><p>This past week I had a couple 'I wasn't feeling well' moments. I think that I was dehydrated. Which I find hilarious because I drink so much water. I suffered a stiff neck and headache on both days. I did try getting cardio in, but my head just hurt too much. When I have a cold or allergies I know my limits. It's not ideal to work out with congestion, but it can be done. Thank goodness I am a professional and know how to work around that. Do I always do it? Of course not. I'm also a human being who just wants to lay in bed when I don't feel well. </p><p>I know what I need to do to kick it up. I know that I need to kick up my cardio to make a difference faster. But, I also know that the more I do, the more my knee hurts. So I'm trying to walk that fine line. I don't want my knee to become an excuse and a setback. If it puts me out of commission my depression will get out of control.</p><p>I really need to own my number 1 excuse: I'm tired. I really try to plan out my week and insert my workout and food prep days. The key is to follow through every time. Today I had planned on it being a treadmill day. I wore the right clothes. I brought my gym bag (spoiler alert it is always in my car). However, something happened and now I really know why I had that headache at the end of last week. I wasn't feeling great. But, I didn't want to scrap it. So I put in 3 miles in laps around the gymnasium at church. Did I bust out the sweat that I would have on the treadmill? No. Did I keep a consistent and fast pace for the whole 3 miles? Yes, I did. Did I sweat a little? Yes. Did my Heartrate elevate? Yes. It was a win today. </p><p>Okay, it is time to get to the incredibly tasty salad that I made. In my last post I told you about a recipe that I got from instagram. This is another from that same account: GrilledCheesesocial. This recipe is: Hot Honey, Feta and Squash salad. </p><p>I have been obsessed with the idea of Hot Honey for a year, but I had yet to use it. </p><p>To prepare the squash you need:</p><p>*4 Cups of Butternut squash, chopped into small pieces (I bought it precut and I won't apologize :-)</p><p>*2 tbsp olive oil</p><p>*1/2 tsp cinnamon</p><p>*1/2 tsp salt.</p><p>Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Spread out your squash on a baking sheet. Drizzle with olive oil, cinnamon, and salt. Toss it around. and bake for 25 minutes. </p><p><br /></p><p>For the Hot Honey Vinaigrette you will need:</p><p>*2 tbsp hot honey</p><p>*1 tsp dijon</p><p>*1/2 lemon, juiced</p><p>*1 large garlic clove, finely minced (I always keep a jar of minced garlic in the fridge)</p><p>*2 tbsp olive oil</p><p>*pinch of salt</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_DfJ61rr_AhH6dWjZnnz1PjbybhXl6q8TjfQBsiyQ5QiHVXejiQRv5NoQfCeE3X8rJTzuYvfJ3s0DEz7cXXQlY9Gh0JferSbOAtzrUfKqb8x4-OxLNrH-K8E-aOfN4GKWi7wyima0vCOVdWUCumAxwyxGzSSNfzMBYMwOIPBo_xS0Ber3Z_afdhF/s2048/IMG_3955.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_DfJ61rr_AhH6dWjZnnz1PjbybhXl6q8TjfQBsiyQ5QiHVXejiQRv5NoQfCeE3X8rJTzuYvfJ3s0DEz7cXXQlY9Gh0JferSbOAtzrUfKqb8x4-OxLNrH-K8E-aOfN4GKWi7wyima0vCOVdWUCumAxwyxGzSSNfzMBYMwOIPBo_xS0Ber3Z_afdhF/s320/IMG_3955.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Mix all of the ingredients in a bowl. Whisk it baby!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQanPsm7OPfdE_V-LdGQmMHacn798SE_Ro-xxWxRTRKhAXtL2i2x1igCr90sfkp00_ZQOyZGbP7jKFcBPygmHE-CsBwajjxmJaWgACXpXXJSP7FWpAMPOu-r05HG9zJRTQQ_gMuuWHtCVzIaCQan8t1BVdgrEpDN3dlj0pukdDVRFZIdO1R6i55MYu/s2048/IMG_3956.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQanPsm7OPfdE_V-LdGQmMHacn798SE_Ro-xxWxRTRKhAXtL2i2x1igCr90sfkp00_ZQOyZGbP7jKFcBPygmHE-CsBwajjxmJaWgACXpXXJSP7FWpAMPOu-r05HG9zJRTQQ_gMuuWHtCVzIaCQan8t1BVdgrEpDN3dlj0pukdDVRFZIdO1R6i55MYu/s320/IMG_3956.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We are not quite done yet. You still need a salad. You will need:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*The recipe called for 4 cups of kale, finely chopped, but I use baby spinach. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*8.8 oz of brown rice. I used minute rice (brown of course)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*3 tbsp of crumbled feta</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*1 avocado, thinly sliced</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*1 tbsp fresh basil</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Combine it all and I promise you won't be disappointed. It is definitely going in the monthly rotation.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzs4TlwrskHgvedLbc5AtLBXKdkvzo9qOFGQ6A-r6CdEVtlgE7pHIx7DwPn4YeWcCRQU1S9CV5O5t00L9T9sQ91rWkZJ7QU6YJGSdPDxnw3l1A90t2rR6bxoQiKyPtELTnPcGMWtP3FdX4wAKLKUkKRJTNT5QHqRvposgEzf_OS5CQUZvHlR9VMf-/s3780/E90217FC-E5FD-43F0-82CA-B9C5B1BAFCC5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3780" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzs4TlwrskHgvedLbc5AtLBXKdkvzo9qOFGQ6A-r6CdEVtlgE7pHIx7DwPn4YeWcCRQU1S9CV5O5t00L9T9sQ91rWkZJ7QU6YJGSdPDxnw3l1A90t2rR6bxoQiKyPtELTnPcGMWtP3FdX4wAKLKUkKRJTNT5QHqRvposgEzf_OS5CQUZvHlR9VMf-/s320/E90217FC-E5FD-43F0-82CA-B9C5B1BAFCC5.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Before I call it a night (I need to stop typing because I only have nail polish on my left hand and I need to rectify the situation) I wanted to share another picture of flowers that bring me joy. I love when I see Wisteria, but I only see it when I'm on a highway or an exit ramp so it's not exactly easy to take a picture of. I found these when I was dropping off my recycling and I was so excited that I sort of forgot that it was raining when I jumped out of my car. It was worth it though.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqwGuIUfcgbMy2sneksezCjZvmUeYnJsr85dqWWHhokSm3zGdGBXvX9pkUnd9n5zqYGA9sY3lsaOx39WWjke9Wt1UkSDXoGKA96W1mVfe03dDilWhd3KLzWgFwDFvK-RhO8cDH2uP7E6ZmDim7DedNZeatzpLuJZBue3Nggeg8ebzv2HDOtuOAnq2Z/s2831/2308BF90-C74B-427D-96E9-707255F52264.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2831" data-original-width="2831" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqwGuIUfcgbMy2sneksezCjZvmUeYnJsr85dqWWHhokSm3zGdGBXvX9pkUnd9n5zqYGA9sY3lsaOx39WWjke9Wt1UkSDXoGKA96W1mVfe03dDilWhd3KLzWgFwDFvK-RhO8cDH2uP7E6ZmDim7DedNZeatzpLuJZBue3Nggeg8ebzv2HDOtuOAnq2Z/s320/2308BF90-C74B-427D-96E9-707255F52264.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Thank you for being my supporter and just know that the feeling is reciprocal. Even if I don't know you, I support you in your journey. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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It was a long week and many times I sat down and wanted to write, but I just couldn't do it. I never sit and write a whole post in one sitting so I don't know why I can't just sit down for 10 minutes at a time. Actually, I can answer that. Hello, my name is Jennie and I'm a procrastinator. </p><p>Well, I'm here now so let's get started. I am pleased to announce that I have not had any chocolate. Hooray! Okay, I had some mocha in my coffee and I had two mugs of Hot Chocolate, but it's COLD. The cheese has been harder. I will admit to having some pizza and some feta, but I have not purchased any deli cheese and I have been super good about it. I completed 2 marathons, but giving up cheese may be the hardest thing that I have ever done. Ugh. And honestly, I wouldn’t have had so much pizza if not for my lack of food prep time. When I can prep a lot then I make better decisions. Sometimes free pizza is what my time will allow. I’ve got to do better. </p><p>I want to take a moment to brag. As you know, I have been involved with the Charlotte Crop Hunger Walk for a long time and this past year I have been the Co-Chair. Well, last Saturday was our Recognition Banquet. We recognize our top fundraisers, but it's really just a 'Thank you' for everyone involved. We changed the banquet to a Brunch and it was the best idea. We had the most AMAZING French Toast and seasoned potatoes. As yummy as that was, it's not what I'm here to brag about. I'm happy to announce that the Charlotte Crop Hunger Walk was the #1 Walk in the country. WOO WOO. We raised over $201,000. I'm so proud of everyone involved. I even did my hair for the occasion. LOL. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxOTDHJFTGVKZT1e_mFFXOXOgetGacVEImjhXhiO-Z1UxB2cz1oPVaA4b1joCKdKMyxfXHhu1D4q7E3ZtwSXwO5wi89vB6KSgTwT1qJPDagOWTD0J6IeyHH7VmHlPaLoZgyCC1uK4t613ExBtKhY_cKc-bqz3hHfwU7vaTGBvvQ-MaEJNx2UYDNRhs/s2208/IMG_3410.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2208" data-original-width="1240" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxOTDHJFTGVKZT1e_mFFXOXOgetGacVEImjhXhiO-Z1UxB2cz1oPVaA4b1joCKdKMyxfXHhu1D4q7E3ZtwSXwO5wi89vB6KSgTwT1qJPDagOWTD0J6IeyHH7VmHlPaLoZgyCC1uK4t613ExBtKhY_cKc-bqz3hHfwU7vaTGBvvQ-MaEJNx2UYDNRhs/s320/IMG_3410.JPG" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p>It's funny. I put off so many things until after the banquet. Why? Because of my aforementioned procrastination tendencies. I mean you would think that I was spending hours every day preparing for the banquet. I did, in fact, not. The day after I finally rearranged and organized my bedroom. It had been on my to-do list for months. It took all day, but it felt so good. I was going to have a light client schedule for the week and then I got the week off from Clients. It felt like a gift from God. I needed rest and I needed exercise time. It was a good mix of exercise, productivity, and rest for me. </p><p>Since I didn't have clients, I made plans to go to Trader Joe's after preschool one day. I wore my jeans. I usually dress in yoga pants every day. It was a special day. And then I bent over to pick up a smashed strawberry off of the floor. RIIIIIIIP! I split my pants. Of course I did. I still so mad. It was my only pair of “fat” jeans. However, my “fat fat” jeans bit the dust last year. So we are making progress. I have 3 pairs of jeans that I am an inch away from fitting in. But, I need a pair to tide me over until I get there. I quickly jumped on Old Navy’s site and found a pair on sale for $19.99 and an additional 30% off. It was meant to be. Thank you Old Navy for being one of the only stores to offer “short” length. I grew up hemming my jeans by hand (I have fond memories of watching Star Search and hemming my new jeans) and I never want to go through that again. Ironically as I was typing this I just got an email that the jeans just shipped and should arrive by Monday. Hooray! I also grabbed 2 new pairs of exercise pants with the side pockets on super sale. So life is good. Now I just need to get down a size and I will have a plethora of jeans to work with. Oh I also got two new bras. I got this size and style for the first time in August. When I wore it it felt like it was pulling my shoulders back to attention. Good news: The new bras of the same size a little looser. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUXnt2JGuM4osN8gSWBWOBGUOkq7PdY35LcPNhhbrUsMOCxjhzbl-I2TN3CIZfOpQk3gegqGBxS8NeNjLICLD--JCn8Q_GJXps1VtGLEFKc4kPZk46W5PNx0Lf_-Bm0YKPigok-aEwn7GeD0UMZmI97aeIPk5BIqsGV6QPTxX03YcA7VMTbrFlwTdE/s3088/5BE5DF5E-E2E0-4C3D-B7B2-350ADFB6283F.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUXnt2JGuM4osN8gSWBWOBGUOkq7PdY35LcPNhhbrUsMOCxjhzbl-I2TN3CIZfOpQk3gegqGBxS8NeNjLICLD--JCn8Q_GJXps1VtGLEFKc4kPZk46W5PNx0Lf_-Bm0YKPigok-aEwn7GeD0UMZmI97aeIPk5BIqsGV6QPTxX03YcA7VMTbrFlwTdE/s320/5BE5DF5E-E2E0-4C3D-B7B2-350ADFB6283F.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I’m also happy to report that last week I finally made it back to the gym gym. I haven’t been since October. Now, that doesn’t mean that I haven’t been working out. It just means that I haven’t been on the treadmill. I really struggle at the gym around elections. I just cannot relax when half of the tvs over the treadmills are on news stations. I have been walking in the gymnasium at church (where I work in the preschool). That has worked for me in many ways. First of all, it’s a much shorter distance to talk myself out of it. I pass through it to get to my car. I’m not going to lie. I’m exhausted every day when preschool is over so it is very easy to say I need rest. Second of all, I have been able to work on my pace without a tread mill pulling one of my legs back. And guess what! My first time back on the treadmill was a faster pace than the last time I was on one. WOO WOO! That felt great. And the hydro massage after felt even better. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixEbD9YtggkKkCw-XNpW8n4vINqN2nZfjbR2Xhy3noivY6RMyMBYEkWN8UfN4cpWWzfjBDBHRiOxlJMypKFY4jDM9p5ZIDoyRhOWbFNAkQ3z4px-0BReBOYNzZK-jepwHm9BNF0Qhk_SgRzMAZol_zyV4sk8Op8jtd-ylPxT1GvB2njiyjRSVQgKwg/s4032/0186A64B-21FD-4F5D-BE59-C227858C91BC.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixEbD9YtggkKkCw-XNpW8n4vINqN2nZfjbR2Xhy3noivY6RMyMBYEkWN8UfN4cpWWzfjBDBHRiOxlJMypKFY4jDM9p5ZIDoyRhOWbFNAkQ3z4px-0BReBOYNzZK-jepwHm9BNF0Qhk_SgRzMAZol_zyV4sk8Op8jtd-ylPxT1GvB2njiyjRSVQgKwg/s320/0186A64B-21FD-4F5D-BE59-C227858C91BC.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>I believe that I have talked about the Hygge cards that I am reading at the end of the Stretching Classes that I lead twice a week. A couple of weeks ago one of the cards was about surrounding yourself with plants. </p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mYbYJXV4eeYcEDaR5EuJWZ4Ymtfodnz93AXM-Y7W3-l2IVGA20MXwgGTBTfeQkxD-7RJVw-BXRLmcv6x0ZhNuO3TaNhMNbdMMFdunCJ5PKBM7Yr5fv4zCCU4hSiiSOls7FIP8rHBKC91DGRhPiPfvmbIQyyEMHSDCksZynvjnMtj4gz3RvdelK6j/s4032/BCC4205F-78FB-4806-B2AE-CFE9A1EAD917.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mYbYJXV4eeYcEDaR5EuJWZ4Ymtfodnz93AXM-Y7W3-l2IVGA20MXwgGTBTfeQkxD-7RJVw-BXRLmcv6x0ZhNuO3TaNhMNbdMMFdunCJ5PKBM7Yr5fv4zCCU4hSiiSOls7FIP8rHBKC91DGRhPiPfvmbIQyyEMHSDCksZynvjnMtj4gz3RvdelK6j/s320/BCC4205F-78FB-4806-B2AE-CFE9A1EAD917.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Now I have strived to be a plant mom for FOREVER, but I am not that good. In fact, I may be the worst succulent mom in the world and that’s pretty hard to do. I have had a couple of plants for a few years and I really wanted to build on that. I mentioned in the last post that I went to the Nursery with Ms. Amy and Ms. Crystal. We have decided to make it a monthly visit. That doesn’t mean that I have to get a big plant every time, but it’s nice just to look. Although I will probably need to replace some that I kill. I’m hopeful, but not that optimistic. I am happy with my results though. It took a little while to put it together. I needed to space them out and bring smaller tables in from my bedroom, but it brings me a lot of peace when I sit and look at them. I even won one of the plants that was a centerpiece at the CROP Walk Banquet. I’m keeping a journal of when they get watered and what lighting each one requires. Happy Hygging everyone!<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoW3fhx2NPi5ax7CYOSSvTYSPlkGmp8PaDCsd7uKdr9mk0O6DLxEAeNX0enyJvpmOViQMldoWp9GgWocRyV-abazu7BHsFbVMQu88dH6Du0edwyrqA6z98_3nD0iUZMr8YX3LDozxUftytXkNNuKxH2NXBKrBnTTIssOaJVt5fy1pg4_xHg_0uN5em/s4032/996128CD-F926-450A-AE04-74A3445BED52.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoW3fhx2NPi5ax7CYOSSvTYSPlkGmp8PaDCsd7uKdr9mk0O6DLxEAeNX0enyJvpmOViQMldoWp9GgWocRyV-abazu7BHsFbVMQu88dH6Du0edwyrqA6z98_3nD0iUZMr8YX3LDozxUftytXkNNuKxH2NXBKrBnTTIssOaJVt5fy1pg4_xHg_0uN5em/s320/996128CD-F926-450A-AE04-74A3445BED52.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>I made a new recipe this weekend and it’s a keeper. Aunt Carol sent it to me on Instagram. It came from: grilledcheesesocial. She posted a video making Spaghetti Squash Baked Feta Pasta. I love a good Spaghetti Squash. I went out and picked up one. It was freaking HUGE. I mean when I cut it in half, it barely fit in the pan. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzfl_z2s2vnkyztNIufD43JFMupbZQl4dSIbm3mto0FAYKJ29id2LQiNjjktVnHPkQHOXTbdp8DotwBvGuiEoPvXpMJs3hF-Aj61RlZ5MYp4Zs5-XAIECCk0moSzYmq-z6nES9Ew9tBtTf2Fu3sLZbwMZqaYw22DSOd2yHKGuy96W60n_-09ns4-1/s4032/87D0B3BA-9998-44D7-BB34-F99162F79A11.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzfl_z2s2vnkyztNIufD43JFMupbZQl4dSIbm3mto0FAYKJ29id2LQiNjjktVnHPkQHOXTbdp8DotwBvGuiEoPvXpMJs3hF-Aj61RlZ5MYp4Zs5-XAIECCk0moSzYmq-z6nES9Ew9tBtTf2Fu3sLZbwMZqaYw22DSOd2yHKGuy96W60n_-09ns4-1/s320/87D0B3BA-9998-44D7-BB34-F99162F79A11.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>The recipe included a block of feta cut in half. Each half was put in the center of each half of the squash. It is also filled with garlic and cherry/grape tomatoes. You bake it on 400 for an hour/hour fifteen. Then you sprinkle basil over them and drizzle balsamic vinegar on it. Mine was good, but I made some changes. First, I had a hard time with the idea of using so much Feta when I gave up “cheese” for Lent. I mean I know I said that I gave feta a pass, but this felt like cheating. Darn my former Catholic guilt! Anyway, I got Mediterranean crumbled cheese to use. I didn’t use it all. And I didn’t use as many tomatoes as I should have. I also baked it with the basil and balsamic vinegar. It was yummy, but my 5lb squash means that I should have doubled the other ingredients. It’s definitely going in the rotation. I have another recipe by GrilledCheeseSocial that I want to try. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxJNkT8HtJ3g2W9aK1_FzAil5n6T48IYVoZsBH25HOuZTGgwuI7xv2Nx3Sqeqdd5CDQUBo7hO8tp3G8hvS3GUgpPha75Rb8mVPusV-tQaviNKlfFkhKMbgevd9YliahyePti6MRb6MXf5vr34odfGCfRxX_vwYQvae7eRQQ7F6aWXxOoe7nPnMkMD4/s4032/EF8639A6-31EE-419B-9CF6-D3BF26FEA9CF.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxJNkT8HtJ3g2W9aK1_FzAil5n6T48IYVoZsBH25HOuZTGgwuI7xv2Nx3Sqeqdd5CDQUBo7hO8tp3G8hvS3GUgpPha75Rb8mVPusV-tQaviNKlfFkhKMbgevd9YliahyePti6MRb6MXf5vr34odfGCfRxX_vwYQvae7eRQQ7F6aWXxOoe7nPnMkMD4/s320/EF8639A6-31EE-419B-9CF6-D3BF26FEA9CF.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><p></p><p>Yesterday I joined Hit the Streets for the first time in three years. I have still contributed items to be delivered for our neighbors without a roof, but I haven’t walked with them since quarantine. Yesterday was Mr. Mike’s 10th Anniversary with the group so it was a great day to return. I finished crocheting a bags to beds mat and we passed it out to a woman in need. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiayVHWD5SIFi4G7Mjd7PTiStM9NWbxrvI9U2d5ebt9GXjkeY5cFlDHMg4rcWzWPY0cBSOJ7bF7kCL0dJaJ6-zy_SthCXRHjBPMBJHi9i_s8OU9oA5JeUz9w5MH3lYW0GG3FMuoSCNIbRlGD9f30kEa1bAujSnZqsUX7Q3wIG3Z-P8bEiuggSefrFBv/s3682/4C4059DC-F453-4BAB-ACF4-82F82EAAE524.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3682" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiayVHWD5SIFi4G7Mjd7PTiStM9NWbxrvI9U2d5ebt9GXjkeY5cFlDHMg4rcWzWPY0cBSOJ7bF7kCL0dJaJ6-zy_SthCXRHjBPMBJHi9i_s8OU9oA5JeUz9w5MH3lYW0GG3FMuoSCNIbRlGD9f30kEa1bAujSnZqsUX7Q3wIG3Z-P8bEiuggSefrFBv/s320/4C4059DC-F453-4BAB-ACF4-82F82EAAE524.jpeg" width="263" /></a></div><br /><p>I wanted to bring fresh fruit to pass out. Bags of clementines were buy 1 get one free. So I got 4 bags. And I got 6 bunches of bananas. They are very popular, but I hadn’t fully thought it through. I had to carry that around. We were walking for 2 hours. I’m very proud of my strength. The weight wasn’t a problem. I can carry it. I mean I lift weights for a living. LOL. The distribution of weight was the toughest part. My hip hates me today. All fruit was given out (except 1 clementine that I found in my bag when I got home). I had also given them some blankets and clothes last week. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYdYm8YANCeCC8DjVUaCcUqdJ3QXMDRU482bQ8luPCByD6_VGYbiIyVWx_giGnTnaky_UqO5u7JCmVMn_p6_YSTJz4ygLUum1FtGYrMimKSBLLoqbjtCAO21FEdVjDpUcItDASW-UfT26LerJI4J9wepVMbNpjrCefK6KogVW9etH_g6yMvDh5ZpX/s4032/060049F5-76AB-4855-8247-A865F0C56BBF.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYdYm8YANCeCC8DjVUaCcUqdJ3QXMDRU482bQ8luPCByD6_VGYbiIyVWx_giGnTnaky_UqO5u7JCmVMn_p6_YSTJz4ygLUum1FtGYrMimKSBLLoqbjtCAO21FEdVjDpUcItDASW-UfT26LerJI4J9wepVMbNpjrCefK6KogVW9etH_g6yMvDh5ZpX/s320/060049F5-76AB-4855-8247-A865F0C56BBF.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I loved being a part of Hit the Streets for so many years and it was hard to step away for the last three years, but I have been careful because I’m around lots of high risk people. In my head that was a good excuse. It felt really good to be out there and my heart swelled, but I couldn’t sleep. It was cold yesterday. And when I was laying in my cozy warm bed last night I couldn’t sleep knowing that so many people that we spoke to would be sleeping out in the freezing cold. My anxiety over the past three years has been high, and this didn’t help. Now that’s not to say that I won’t go back. I will. I just can’t do it every other week like before. When I gave up Candy Crush for Lent I really wanted to use that time to crochet more mats. I failed. I promised to make another before the next outing in two weeks. The problem is that my left hand started to cramp so much making this last one. That’s why it took so long. I need to figure it out though. I’m taking tonight off, but I will try to start another one tomorrow. Anyway, Congratulations Mike! 10 Years of making a difference and being a Blessing. What a beautiful thing.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSIoJJVc_fvt1Nwbt00i9MUP__7gYfjKt1XyS-CufE0W1VfKhPiTup9SrzWF5klc1JN8VvzooKKAI3ulpymzd9E4UTUc1wBU1LBMYHKvyzjs0KSDYMFApX28ONMqH_URzB1MxjLmLt6xavZwQ-IlXkNoc-T1vnEvH2DSPWPf1KdffovVJ_MyH8h9C9/s1800/EA879663-35C1-49D9-803F-29B2BBF1AEB1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSIoJJVc_fvt1Nwbt00i9MUP__7gYfjKt1XyS-CufE0W1VfKhPiTup9SrzWF5klc1JN8VvzooKKAI3ulpymzd9E4UTUc1wBU1LBMYHKvyzjs0KSDYMFApX28ONMqH_URzB1MxjLmLt6xavZwQ-IlXkNoc-T1vnEvH2DSPWPf1KdffovVJ_MyH8h9C9/s320/EA879663-35C1-49D9-803F-29B2BBF1AEB1.jpeg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>Before I go, I will remind you that the new season of Ted Lasso began last week. Oh the joy it brings. And once again the music is awesome. In fact, my Pastor used a Ted Lasso clip in his sermon this past weekend. I’m getting closer to that episode in my lesson recaps. I will try to get the next lesson out shortly. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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Reverse the Curse<p> Hello my Lovelies and Gents,</p><p>Who has two thumbs, deleted Candy Crush, and has been super productive this week? THIS GIRL!</p><p>This week I am going to talk about our Ted Lasso lesson from Season 1: Episode 6 - Two Aces. I dare say that it's one of my favorite episodes. So let's get started. </p><p>I know I sound like a broken record, but I'll say it again whoever is in charge of the music for this series did an Amazing job. I love every song. If you have Apple Music you can get the playlists for each season. This episode opens with "Sonnet" by Faces on Film. Ted is playing with his wedding ring and this song gives you all of the feels for this moment. He is late to work and is babbling and struggling to put his sweater on. He says that he is ready to bathe himself in work. This leads to my favorite exchange in the episode.</p><p><i>Coach Lasso: What about you Coach? Do you have a favorite bath bomb?</i></p><p><i>Coach Beard: Creme Brulee Honey</i></p><p><i>Coach Lasso: Honey. Is that an ingredient or something you're just calling me now?</i></p><p>Te He. </p><p>Coach Lasso goes to a Press Conference where he is confronted about benching Jamie Tartt. He says that's up to Jamie. When he joins the team for practice is asks if the new kid has arrived yet. Danny Rojas. He hasn't. Then Coach Beard tells him that Jamie says that he can't practice, that he is "hurt". Coach Lasso goes to the lockerroom to confront him. It looks like he will let it go until Jamie tells him to "Relax. It's just practice." This leads to one of the most talked about scenes. Coach Lasso's "Practice" speech is based on the infamous Allen Iverson "Practice" speech during a press conference. He tells Jamie that he's supposed to lead by example. Then he tells him to go set up the cones.</p><p>And then we meet that joyous ray of sunshine, Danny Rojas. He comes running out to the perfect song: "Jerk It Out" by Caesars. It is also on my Running Playlist. Good Lord this guy is the epitome of Joy. The moment that he comes bursting on the screen and every time after he just makes me smile. Danny Rojas is Joy. The team immediately loves Danny, except for Jamie. </p><p>Later Danny is on the field by himself and trips. He said something not there tripped him. And then we learn that the training room is cursed. No one will admit to believing in the curse, but they also won't go into the training room. </p><p>The team is gathered and told about the history of the training room. Coach Lasso tells them that the way to reverse the curse is to make a sacrifice. Later that night they are all to bring in something of value to them to sacrifice and burn. </p><p>During the sacrificing sequence the song "Over, Under, Sideways, Down" by the Yardbirds plays. This is also in my Running playlist. </p><p>The team bonds. The next morning we find out some big news. I've shared more than I usually do, so I will tell you once again that you need to watch the episode to find out what it is. There was still a lot that I didn't mention because I don't want to ruin it for you. But, I will share that the episode ends with my favorite song of the whole first season:" Harmony Hall" by Vampire Weekend.</p><p>There were several lessons to take from this episode. The first one is to lead by example. That is a good one, but the reason why I included more of a summary is that we need to make a sacrifice to reverse the curse. </p><p>Do you know the saying that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different outcome? Well, that's not the literal definition, but it still applies. </p><p>It is insane to think that your body will change even if you don't make changes. So consider that your curse. If you want to make changes you need to make sacrifices. I'm not talking about burning your favorite blanket from when you were a baby. I'm talking about giving up something to make time for exercise. I'm talking about giving up fat, carbs, dairy, etc to lose weight. </p><p>Making drastic sacrifices can be hard. If you don't think that you can make that change last then make small sacrifices and let them build up. When you decide to make a sacrifice to make changes make sure that your goals are SMART Goals. </p><p>S-Specific</p><p>M-Measurable</p><p>A-Achievable </p><p>R-Relevant</p><p>T-Timely</p><p>Let's quickly go over each one. </p><p>Specific. Lose weight is not specific. Losing 5 lbs in a month is specific. Getting stronger isn't specific. Increasing my bench press weight from 20 lbs to 40 lbs in 3 months is specific. </p><p>Measurable. Being able to time something is measurable. Being able to weigh something is measurable. </p><p>Achievable. Losing 50 lbs in 2 months is not achievable. And before you say that there are some ways to do it, I will counter that unless you are under a doctor's supervision it is not advisable, nor is it realistic that you would be able to maintain it. Couch to 5k in 3 months is achievable. Couch to Marathon in 3 months is not. </p><p>Relevant. You wouldn't make your goal of finishing a race under a certain time if you don't plan on racing. </p><p>Timely. You want to keep it in a short time frame so that you can keep to it. Make it for 3 months. And if you can't make it by then you can extend it. But, if you make your goal too far away then it is easy to get cursed again. </p><p>When I meet with clients we always go over their goals. We want to make them SMART Goals. Some good SMART Goals would be: to be able to complete a 5k in under 30 minutes, to go down 2 pants sizes, to drink 64 ounces of water every day, or to lose 10 lbs. </p><p>The most important of the SMART factors is Achievable. If you want to reverse the curse and make the sacrifices it needs to be an Achievable goal, otherwise, the frustration of not being about to get the result you want can lead to the curse coming back. The good news about setting these goals is that as you get closer to meeting that goal you can extend it to the next goal. Once you achieve your 5k goal then move to a 10k goal. </p><p>I hope this helps. Now go watch some Ted Lasso episodes before the new season starts March 15th. I'm so excited!</p><p>Since I didn't have a picture to go with this post I will share a picture that I took today. I went to the Nursery today to look at plants with Ms. Amy and Ms. Crystal. Just as Danny Rojas brings me joy, so does taking pictures of flowers. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdjPGYfWoFq9BsEpOXTnD_cLMIkP9XtLcwro7etgDxjJm3i8zeupAyAPBWlETGUzs9BrFbTLor6sVRvrPHxQbPZeouwUdddmMdQBdfMSwcqiz85MqhKmnHUli4M5rwY0JeyE8MEcyhJZXv7ZA7W7Ku7fUsVmijLMp0eFaP1iRF3FaDM7IwzLSvx40j/s2556/IMG_3208.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2556" data-original-width="1179" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdjPGYfWoFq9BsEpOXTnD_cLMIkP9XtLcwro7etgDxjJm3i8zeupAyAPBWlETGUzs9BrFbTLor6sVRvrPHxQbPZeouwUdddmMdQBdfMSwcqiz85MqhKmnHUli4M5rwY0JeyE8MEcyhJZXv7ZA7W7Ku7fUsVmijLMp0eFaP1iRF3FaDM7IwzLSvx40j/s320/IMG_3208.PNG" width="148" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! 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Surely I have lost 5lbs by now<p>Hello Beautiful People,</p><p>Ash Wednesday was last week. It's been 5 days since I gave up chocolate. I really don't have a temptation to each chocolate during Lent and I wish that I could embrace this superpower for the rest of the year. </p><p>I will add that it got cold and rainy this weekend and I really wanted a hot chocolate. I had a philosophical debate with myself as to whether that counted or not. In the past, I have strictly given up candy chocolate. Some years that has extended to mochas and hot chocolate. Sometimes that has extended to all sweets. I did not have the hot chocolate, but I'm not being that restrictive. I will allow it. </p><p>I also deleted Candy Crush and I haven't missed it. I don't want to get too excited, but I finished a book that I started over Christmas and I've knocked several things off of my To-Do List. So far Lent is going well for me. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJ6qcVc_OROy2Dk90jycmHjT76de4Esi4TfxZtRv9k1sNc0iQZIId1V2vdKMwmst3MsmtLp1AKmyku-fOmo8PXtyX6y1gmH3BqxF4uCzjE4mpqYIb-x8ILRpxsdlIc2I8aSiw2xVOvW4Lj2o3VuGuCYTCFGv3qhGhZr3zg7dith1qXEE8z3vZkNLo/s1800/462A0FE8-A9F4-4A9C-B331-A10D0D4A59D8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJ6qcVc_OROy2Dk90jycmHjT76de4Esi4TfxZtRv9k1sNc0iQZIId1V2vdKMwmst3MsmtLp1AKmyku-fOmo8PXtyX6y1gmH3BqxF4uCzjE4mpqYIb-x8ILRpxsdlIc2I8aSiw2xVOvW4Lj2o3VuGuCYTCFGv3qhGhZr3zg7dith1qXEE8z3vZkNLo/s320/462A0FE8-A9F4-4A9C-B331-A10D0D4A59D8.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Alright, I know what you want to hear about. What about the CHEESE? Well, I haven't been an angel about it, but I haven't bought any cheese either. I have still used a little feta in my salads and a new recipe. And today I had cheese on the breakfast sandwich that I ordered. However, I haven't opened the sealed provolone in the fridge. </p><p>I'm feeling good. I should have lost 5 lbs by now right? Haha. Well, I have lost 1lb. I also attribute that to the extreme amount of water that I have been drinking. I traveled to see mom last weekend and I know that I was a little dehydrated because I didn't want to stop to pee a lot so I didn't drink a lot of water. I had a severe headache last Sunday. </p><p>I had a great visit with my mom. The drive up was sucky though. It was so windy for the entire 7 hour drive. My body was so tight and stressed by the time that I arrived. I felt like I had been hit by a truck. I was exhausted. I wish that I could have slept in, but we had plans. And I needed to get my oil changed early. </p><p>Aunt Carol came over and we all went out to Brunch together. This used to happen every couple of months. However, over the past year, my mom has been a co-caretaker for my Grandmom. I have missed the fun that the 3 of us had together. So we cherish this time when we get it. </p><p>For brunch, we went to the Lazy Dog Cafe. I have been there once and I know that they have an amazing black bean burger. I was in the mood for breakfast though. Brunch Baby! The waitress recommended that if our entre came with the option of hash browns, then we should choose that. And we did. I ordered the Avocado Toast with cheesy eggs. It was soooooo yummy. It was also a little too much. I didn't think the hash browns would be so thick. In retrospect, I would order the side of watermelon instead next time. However, it was a celebration so all is well. I think my brain was thinking of seasoned potatoes, not a hashbrown. I will say, that we were all so full from Brunch that we didn't eat dinner. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0m0mP5_IdIxg3m3Isq5jYe9JtQgJq8M44ZtAX9tdOHGIK_YxPNjnLCj_rpbnBwIQYb3-IxN0wnuV324VH96F-ulcwa8AxYJnR7EiwkkBqBud9ZCpUNjwToyMPzDtO4TwbWTJcxED4slyOPO2MK43B-dw3znZlCMl1X-H1AQbRFBaC1qsWJwYZU6qv/s1800/1B4A7098-1131-49E4-B272-B9BDD8BC95AE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0m0mP5_IdIxg3m3Isq5jYe9JtQgJq8M44ZtAX9tdOHGIK_YxPNjnLCj_rpbnBwIQYb3-IxN0wnuV324VH96F-ulcwa8AxYJnR7EiwkkBqBud9ZCpUNjwToyMPzDtO4TwbWTJcxED4slyOPO2MK43B-dw3znZlCMl1X-H1AQbRFBaC1qsWJwYZU6qv/s320/1B4A7098-1131-49E4-B272-B9BDD8BC95AE.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p>When we walked into the restaurant there were girl scouts in the waiting area selling cookies. We bought a box. I strategically picked a lemon cookie because there is no chocolate. Go Me!</p><p>One of the projects for the weekend involved getting new phones. I'm happy to report that it was a successful trip. When we were out picking up new phone cases we decided to order takeout from our Favorite place: Silver Diner. So we place our order before we checked out. We both decided on salads. I got the Lemon Hummus and Mediterranean salad with cauliflower pita. We looked to see if there were any promotions and if we spent $5 more then we got $10 off. So we got two sides of mashed potatoes. I regret nothing. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEegeNBcUzdeCOPruV0oV-K6T7pVd2HiFkyk5zzUpjdhYyS97M7eQ6OVAIn32ErDmtwDQAQicy-AvS1lP1o2EkNPRY4fhPQVTXtmnlN6jIrnABu30U-men4vEzU601hcjF2ti_dyye3eGXa_o6RU1OeG4S8VA8WXJicBhfDuTOqZ5FbdfwvNtjoU5/s2048/IMG_2730.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEegeNBcUzdeCOPruV0oV-K6T7pVd2HiFkyk5zzUpjdhYyS97M7eQ6OVAIn32ErDmtwDQAQicy-AvS1lP1o2EkNPRY4fhPQVTXtmnlN6jIrnABu30U-men4vEzU601hcjF2ti_dyye3eGXa_o6RU1OeG4S8VA8WXJicBhfDuTOqZ5FbdfwvNtjoU5/s320/IMG_2730.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>It was such a nice trip. And then the morning after I got home my check engine light came on. COME ON! My belly flopped. Luckily, all is well now, but all week my anxiety was high. I was lucky to get seen with no appointment on Saturday and they flushed my fuel system (a tube was full of fuel that was supposed to be fumes) and replaced my emissions valve. I was originally told it wasn't urgent, but it was. I feel very blessed that it got resolved so quick. I feel like I can breathe right now. I literally can breathe. I'm not sick anymore and I'm not sucking in emissions fumes. Since I can breathe I am back to my cardio schedule. It felt good today. I can't wait to do it again.</p><p>Last weekend Aunt Carol gave me a recipe and I made it yesterday. It was SOOOO good. I wanted to share. It was easy and a delicious side dish: </p><p>Zucchini noodles</p><p>Sun-dried tomatoes</p><p>Garlic</p><p>Fresh Spinich</p><p>Walnuts</p><p>Feta</p><p>Olive Oil</p><p>Dry white wine</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-LsnnXVInzKbJjSTFA684SQJeZUXtAYowgx_S3MCmBjbFGCTs2IbZf1Na-WZ66HnUgPr_uBiGqCT_2eQuFdFZ1KLL09NxKJeBgraXpXaFX4fgZNnotcHgC_whTpjDxmXkomkle0QJ5SrRxpGfytZIwQwWZmy9WNS_zKyVE9mf7REX5r-I8ornHXWJ/s2048/IMG_2953.JPEG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-LsnnXVInzKbJjSTFA684SQJeZUXtAYowgx_S3MCmBjbFGCTs2IbZf1Na-WZ66HnUgPr_uBiGqCT_2eQuFdFZ1KLL09NxKJeBgraXpXaFX4fgZNnotcHgC_whTpjDxmXkomkle0QJ5SrRxpGfytZIwQwWZmy9WNS_zKyVE9mf7REX5r-I8ornHXWJ/s320/IMG_2953.JPEG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>I altered it a little and it's so good and full of flavor. Saute the zucchini in olive oil for 4-5 minutes. In another pan, brown the garlic. Add spinach, wine, and sun-dried tomatoes. Garnish with walnuts and cheese. Enjoy. </p><p>In case you haven't heard, Season 3 of Ted Lasso begins in two weeks. HOORAY! I guess that means that I need to write a post about the next episode: Two Aces. I can't wait. </p><p>I appreciate you.</p><p>Have a Blessed Evening,</p><p><br />Jennie<br />xoxo<br /><br /><br /></p><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">****Please note****</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face=""><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span face="">If you feel like you are alone on your journey and you just need some encouragement I am here for you! Shoot me an email and I will do my best to check in on you or give you the words of support you need several times a week. 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