Monday is starting off with a bang, and by bang I mean a long, short-staffed at the hospital. I am coming off of a three weekend, but it wasn’t nearly long enough! Is it ever? Probably not. It was low-key but still action packed thanks to our house guest that I hinted at on Friday’s post <—– Click here if you missed that one! Allow me to introduce you to….
Gunner!! He is an 8 month old Visla puppy that we watched for a family member while she was out of town. He is an absolute sweetheart and gets along with our two dogs quite well. It was an adjustment for everybody involved getting used to all that extra energy in the house but we had a great time!
Lambeau was NOT happy about Gunner challenging him for position of the baby of the family! OMG his face kills me LOL!
Friday started out with some hard labor…stacking the firewood we had delivered into the wood shed. While I am grateful for the fact that we were able to purchase a load instead of going and cutting it ourselves, it was still HARD WORK!! I was sort of bummed that I wasn’t able to get in my planned workout that morning (I’m not a big fan of having to get out of my routine) and almost squeezed in a quick HIIT workout beforehand…I’m sure glad I didn’t!!
This was 90 minutes STRAIGHT of pure physical labor! It was a workout like I’ve never done before and it had me begging for my momma! I almost had to quit just over an hour in but I mentally pushed myself until the last piece was stacked in place. Bo said he’d wait a week or so until the next load is delivered…thanks!
Bo had to work on Saturday, so it was just me and the boys…and some old demons decided to visit. Saturday was the first day since I’ve started this process that the old, lazy ass “me” tried to make an appearance. I did NOT want to workout. I didn’t want to do anything. I wanted to curl up on the couch with the dogs, eat everything in the house, and literally do nothing! I told myself..
“Well the puppy is here so…I can’t”
“I have so many chores to do”
“It’s just one day, it’s not gonna matter”
Now the last one is actually true. If I took Saturday off from crushing my goals and getting a good workout in, it probably wouldn’t matter in the grand scheme of things. What I worried about was the day after, and the day after that. I was terrified that one day of reverting back to those old habits would catapult me right back to where I was in no time. I had a moment of weakness with a bag of Doritos in the morning, but found the strength inside myself to get my shit together and workout. I did a lower body workout while I watched some YouTube videos on TV. It ended up being a pretty good one hour session.
I woke up Sunday feeling more like my current self, ready to take on the day. Maybe because it was my favorite day…UPPER BODY DAY!! I spent over an hour throwing weights around doing bicep curls, skull crushers, shoulder raises, pushups and so much more! It was a great feeling, and I felt like a badass 🙂 The fact that preseason NFL football was playing in the background help.
Bo and I spent the rest of the day divided, him tackling a project in our home addition and I spent it riding this bad boy…
Is there anything better than fresh cut grass?
I can’t think of the a better way to end it, sitting on the couch, finishing up this post, watching the final day of the PGA championship surrounded by several sleeping dogs!
Who is responsible for lawn care in your house?
- We split the mowing, and Bo kills anything that would require weed eating!!