The Good, The Bad and the Ugly!

I think I'll start off with the Ugly. 

After Christmas I went to pick my girls up from my Brother's house.  He lives here in Spanish and not too far from our home.  It was right after that snow storm and the roads were SUPER icy.  I decided to take a different route... First mistake.  The turn came too quickly, I was going to quickly, and I hit my breaks... Second mistake.  I FREAKED out since I started to slide... Third mistake.  I slammed on my breaks and yanked my wheel the other direction...  Fourth and Fifth mistakes.  I was horrified as I watched myself slide off the road and into a LIGHT POST!!!  All the while 2 guys watched from the safety of the stop sign.  Thankfully the offered to help pull me out.  Another lady stopped and helped to push me out.  I was shaking for the rest of the day.  I had to call Brent and tell him the bad news.  Luckily, the damage was minimal.  Not my finest driving moment. 

I'm still not done with the Ugly:

Monday I went out grocery shopping.  I was so excited to fill my bare cupboards with food and stock up on fruits and veggies.  No I don't have any resolutions to eat healthier.   You can't have a new resolution like that when you are resolved every Monday of every week to do that.  I digress.  It's been quite cold here so I changed my routine when I got to the 'burb.  Instead of putting Grace in last, after putting the grocery in the back, I put her in first.  My mind started to wander and I hopped in and started to back up.  I felt like there was a lot of commotion going on and some kind of honking and a clunking sound.  "Sheesh, what now." I thought to myself.  As I looked in my rear view mirror I see my grocery cart full of all my new groceries taking a trip  unaccompanied down the middle of the road.  I hop out and this man is looking at me with this LOOK.  You know the kind I'm talking about, "WOMAN!!  What are you thinking?"  He asked me if I had forgotten something.  Complete embarrassment engulfed every fiber of my being.  What WAS I thinking.  Obviously not about putting my groceries in the 'burb.  The only thing injured in this incident was my ego.

Onto the Bad:

Yesterday I stepped up onto one of my bar stools to grab a lid from off my pot shelf that hangs over my island.  I am pretty skilled in doing this and take pride in the fact that I can lift myself onto said stool without assistance.  I can do it with the pure muscle found in my monster thighs.  As I came back down from the stool I heard a very loud RIPPING noise.  To my disgrace I ripped my pants.  Not in the rear, mind you.  Across the back of my lower butt, and upper upper hamstring.  What?  I have two pairs of pants that I can comfortably fit into.  I am now down to one pair of pants thanks this sad casualty.  I have found a few extra pounds over this past year.  I am not happy about that.  I refused to buy bigger pants.  Being reminded every time I put on the tighter ones that I need to do something about my lifestyle. It was working.  I stopped gaining and re-focused.   My poor pants couldn't take the pressure anymore and gave out on me.  They were a good pair of pants too.  You will be remembered.

Onto the Good:

On the same day that my pants ripped I did something I thought I would never do.  That is until I've lost several pounds.  With the help of visualization and determination I actually and truly did 3 man push-ups.  On my toes, all the way down with my nose touching the floor and all the way back up again.  You have no idea how accomplished that makes me feel.  I had a perma-grin on.  That is until Melissa asked me do some insane lung set!  It was awesomely good!

Last year was one that wont go down in the books as super memorable.  I did manage to find a lot more balance and unfortunately, as I mentioned before, weight.  One thing that I did gain that is life changing is the realization that my weight has nothing to do with my happiness.  What does, is how I choose to live my life and fostering a relationship with my Savior and loved one i.e. children and husband.  That is my focus for this coming year.  Becoming connected to the vine.  Feeling comfortable in my skin, being grateful for my body, and doing more active things.  It's going to be a great 2011.  As long as I don't slide into any more light poles or back into full grocery carts!