Friday, March 12, 2010

Spring Break

So, this is it, the Friday before SB10. Here is a little recap of our planning of SB10

SB is March 15-19

January, we have decided to go to Pensacola Beach with the Shulas. Yay! Should be a great time. No Hoover drama, we can visit several friends we have there and it is super easy to get to. Finding a nice condo that allows pets is a little tricky though so we might have to have an alternate plan.

February, changed our sb location due to having to take Ralph and Owen. Kate is now going with friends to a different part of Florida and we are going to Orange Beach. I have friends that have a condo and they were so sweet to let us rent it, however, we had a miscommunication about the dates so we cannot go to Orange Beach.

March 9th, learned that the Orange Beach condo was actually booked for the week after our sb so I had to find a new location. Now that Kate isn't with us, going to Destin is fine, the boys will be great, boys are always easier than girls. So we are staying at a condo in Destin, we can take the dogs, the only problem is, the owner seems to definitely have the beach mindset and is very casual about everything. That is probably a good thing but it is a little disconcerning when taking all of us down there. I feel there is a reason that God has moved me all the way back to Destin. Oh did I mention that we were actually supposed to stay in Sandestin first. Yes, I almost forgot. We booked the villa on the golf course in Oct but we decided to not go to Destin as Kate didn't want to be with tons of Hoover people. Doesn't matter anyway, we couldn't take Ralph there. Hopefully, next week, I will have tons of fun stories to tell!

Monday, March 1, 2010

Exercise!


So, I was wondering today as I was sweating it out on the treadmill, trying to get my goal of three miles in 30 min. in, does exercise ever get easy? I mean do I even want it to be easy but sometimes I think I do. As I'm running, I think, seriously, is it worth it? Who really cares if I am sporting an extra five pounds? Running and running and running trying to get the 300 calories burned is a chore but one that usually pays off in the end.  When swimsuit season finally gets here, if it actually ever gets here, I'll be happy I dragged my butt into the gym and practically killed myself on the treadmill. But I think, what will I be like in ten years? Ugh! Maybe I shouldn't even think about ten years from now.