Is it really Day 11 right now?!! Wow. I guess so.
Today I took the kids to their sports practice and while I was there I walked between the fields, back and forth. Just one 5-minute jaunt had me roasting and my back was dripping with sweat.
You don't know how BAD I wanted to count that as my 10min. of exercise and call it a day. Like, really, SO bad.
Tonight around 9pm, though, I took myself out, figuring I'd do half the route I normally walk, which would take me 10minutes and then I could add the 10 from earlier and the 10 from my half-walk and I'd have 20. Are you following me?
Miracles happen, and not only did I walk my 10 half-walk, but my husband joined me and we were so deep into conversation that we finished the 20 as well. So, I did about 30 minutes (more, really!!!) today. Go me. Reach for the stars, baby.
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365 Days of Exercise - Day 10
I went. For a walk. No, I did not want to. It is hot, humid, grouse. It was very hard to pull myself out of the air conditioning and hit the pavement, knowing I'd sweat up my clothes.
I took my son with me and we walked, at quite a clip. I just wanted to get done. I enjoyed the time with him, though, and appreciate he came with me.
As we went in through the garage I felt a whoosh of cool air hit my ankles, thighs, chest, neck and face. It felt. So. Good.
I was glad I did it. Twenty minutes, not much of a sacrifice, really. And though it isn't always convenient, today I was able to do it. Praise God.
I took my son with me and we walked, at quite a clip. I just wanted to get done. I enjoyed the time with him, though, and appreciate he came with me.
As we went in through the garage I felt a whoosh of cool air hit my ankles, thighs, chest, neck and face. It felt. So. Good.
I was glad I did it. Twenty minutes, not much of a sacrifice, really. And though it isn't always convenient, today I was able to do it. Praise God.
365 Days of Exercise - Day 9
Walked in place for 10 minutes.
Upped my business factor around the house to compensate.
Upped my business factor around the house to compensate.
365 Days of Exercixe - Day 8
Ocho dia. Vamos caminar. Veinte minutos.
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It was too hot for any sane-minded person to want to be in the outdoors, but there sure were plenty regardless. I went for a walk with Papi, same route we usually take. We didn't see our acquaintances, the Jogging Man and Walking Wife. In fact, we saw no one. Possibly because we were walking at 10:30pm on a warm, muggy night; humidity so thick it was like walking through mist.
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It was too hot for any sane-minded person to want to be in the outdoors, but there sure were plenty regardless. I went for a walk with Papi, same route we usually take. We didn't see our acquaintances, the Jogging Man and Walking Wife. In fact, we saw no one. Possibly because we were walking at 10:30pm on a warm, muggy night; humidity so thick it was like walking through mist.
365 Days of Exercise - Day 7
Long day, forgot to exercise -- until 2am. (I'm post-publishing for my day 7, you might notice me doing that).
Realizing my error, I grabbed my book and walked in place for 12 minutes. Worked for me.
Made it to my first goal: 1 week of obedience and discipline in my 365 day walk. I did it.
Realizing my error, I grabbed my book and walked in place for 12 minutes. Worked for me.
Made it to my first goal: 1 week of obedience and discipline in my 365 day walk. I did it.
365 Days of Exercise - Day 6
Walked. 20 minutes. Nothing fabulous or spectacular. Doing the deed.
But, an "acquaintance" couple of ours has been out walking as well. Wife and husband. The husband runs laps, and she walks. He runs around and around the block, making sure she doesn't get attacked, mugged, whatever. And my husband and I walk together while I mostly complain and he (bless his heart) listens. I don't complain about walking. I complain more about everything else. I'm stressed, I'm mad, I'm frustrated, I'm confused, I'm scared. Same crap he's heard a million times. It's amazing he hasn't decided to just walk and continue walking and not look back. Or push me off the curb.
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It's a rainy day out today, so I'm not sure how this whole walking thing is going to go. I suppose I could go to the gym, but we both know THAT will not happen.
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I've been stressing about a situation that could be good, or could turn sour. A... business adventure, have you. I could stand to take on a substantial amount of new clients from another business that is retiring; closing. These clients are, right now, using my services in anticipation of "another business" closing, however, they are still hoping that someone from the "another business" starts up and they are able to (why can't I think of the word you use when you... not solicit, no... you use their service -- tip of my brain, can't think, uh... patronize!!?) patronize this ex-employee's business.
Well. I'm hoping these clients stick around and continue to use my services. And I've been milling over what I can do to keep them as clients.
So I'm reading Day 7 in my daily walk book and it is talking about God's promise to Abram, and how God told him that he and Sarai would have a kid. Since it doesn't happen, like yesterday, Abram just HAS to (listen to his silly wife's idea) take matters into his own hands and goes and gets a servant girl pregnant, which didn't really go over to well in the Abram house, even though it was Sarai's lovely idea in the first place. Women.
Anyway, somewhere in reading this, I'm thinking that my hair brained ideas (not unlike Sarai and hers) for keeping clients are probably not the best ones. Some of the ideas that have crossed my mind aren't really in line with the integrity intended when I founded my business. And though I'm heavily tempted to grovel, gossip, or use other means to drum up my own business to maintain this clientele, God might just be telling me to BE PATIENT. Continue doing what I'm doing by providing my service, upholding the values in which it was founded, and see where simple and transparent honesty, kindness and a clean way of doing business leads. NOT having to feel that constant control, and if I can just do this, this AND this, things will work out peachy, and darn it if I'm not doing it my way and doing it now!!!
This sort of control goes strictly against the grain of my earthy body. But that's the point.
But, an "acquaintance" couple of ours has been out walking as well. Wife and husband. The husband runs laps, and she walks. He runs around and around the block, making sure she doesn't get attacked, mugged, whatever. And my husband and I walk together while I mostly complain and he (bless his heart) listens. I don't complain about walking. I complain more about everything else. I'm stressed, I'm mad, I'm frustrated, I'm confused, I'm scared. Same crap he's heard a million times. It's amazing he hasn't decided to just walk and continue walking and not look back. Or push me off the curb.
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It's a rainy day out today, so I'm not sure how this whole walking thing is going to go. I suppose I could go to the gym, but we both know THAT will not happen.
_______
I've been stressing about a situation that could be good, or could turn sour. A... business adventure, have you. I could stand to take on a substantial amount of new clients from another business that is retiring; closing. These clients are, right now, using my services in anticipation of "another business" closing, however, they are still hoping that someone from the "another business" starts up and they are able to (why can't I think of the word you use when you... not solicit, no... you use their service -- tip of my brain, can't think, uh... patronize!!?) patronize this ex-employee's business.
Well. I'm hoping these clients stick around and continue to use my services. And I've been milling over what I can do to keep them as clients.
So I'm reading Day 7 in my daily walk book and it is talking about God's promise to Abram, and how God told him that he and Sarai would have a kid. Since it doesn't happen, like yesterday, Abram just HAS to (listen to his silly wife's idea) take matters into his own hands and goes and gets a servant girl pregnant, which didn't really go over to well in the Abram house, even though it was Sarai's lovely idea in the first place. Women.
Anyway, somewhere in reading this, I'm thinking that my hair brained ideas (not unlike Sarai and hers) for keeping clients are probably not the best ones. Some of the ideas that have crossed my mind aren't really in line with the integrity intended when I founded my business. And though I'm heavily tempted to grovel, gossip, or use other means to drum up my own business to maintain this clientele, God might just be telling me to BE PATIENT. Continue doing what I'm doing by providing my service, upholding the values in which it was founded, and see where simple and transparent honesty, kindness and a clean way of doing business leads. NOT having to feel that constant control, and if I can just do this, this AND this, things will work out peachy, and darn it if I'm not doing it my way and doing it now!!!
This sort of control goes strictly against the grain of my earthy body. But that's the point.
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