Trying to Become more Consistent

Even before the diagnosis of a brain tumor, I knew that I really needed to work to get back into shape. When I was younger and in school, I was always "large" but I was also very active so I was extremely muscular. I remember I used to lift weights in PE and loved playing things like badminton, hockey, or football. However, after I got pregnant with my son, I let that all fall to the wayside. This isn't to say that I became all flab, but things didn't come as easy and the muscle I used to have was replaced by "not as much muscle".

Now you have to realize, that many people around my place of work thinks that I am relatively healthy because I'm always "on the move", carry computers around like they are rag dolls, and seem to never lack energy. However, I know that I am not that healthy and that the things I do now are not even a drop in the bucket to what I used to do. I've disliked this part of me for some time and did actually do something about it two years ago when I dropped 30 pounds, but I'm still not satisfied.

Something I have done inconsistently for about three years now is walk. When I originally dropped my 30 pounds, I was walking about five miles a day according to my pedometer. This was at work walking as well as walking I did in the evenings. Well, I'm sure I still do around 3 miles a day at work but I pretty much ended my after work walking. A neighbor and I have gotten back into the habit of walking at night... if only it were more consistent. With my son in soccer, after school things, us in dance, nights at my mom's, them camping over the weekend, etc it becomes difficult to do it consistently and once you've walked with someone, the motivation just isn't there to walk by yourself! However, when I do walk with my neighbor, we walk 3 miles. It feels good and we keep a really good pace. I think my problem is just that I need a goal or reason to become more consistent with it. Anyone have any ideas?

I Can Still Do It

Ok, so my son decided to start playing soccer this fall. He's never played it before and honestly the only experience I have with it is from PE in school. Therefore, he and I have been taking a crash course in soccer over the past few weeks. He's struggling with ball control and actually kicking the ball instead of the ground. So, I decided to help him.

So here we go outside last night to kick the soccer ball around. I'm sure anyone watching would have gotten a kick out of it as inexperienced me was trying to show him how to play. Actually, I enjoyed it. We did some of the drills that his coach uses and we were running back in forth in our yard dribbling and passing the ball. Then we tried a little bit of "keep away" and really we had a good time.

Until we did the collision that is. At one point I was trying to prevent him from getting the ball and he decided to block me. He did by putting us both to our knees as we collided knee to knee. Now I have a nice bruise the size of a golf ball starting on my knee. It should be fun to take the stairs at work with it by tomorrow. His young knees survived and he was back up running in no time at all.

Despite the nice little injury, we had a lot of fun and I enjoyed the fact I could actually keep up with a 10 year old. So with any luck I will be able to walk next week and in a few days I'll be out there kicking the ball around again. Until next time... Keep your eye on the goal!