Sweet, Sweaty Success

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The first week of Moms Who TRI was a smashing success! We had about 12-15 people everyday, counting moms and kids. God was gracious to give us sunny, cool weather each day.

On Monday, I had the kids doing a full workout with string – limbo, cross-overs, side bends, over-head squats, jump rope, over and unders. I surprised myself with how many active things one can do with a piece of string. And it’s wonderful to me how easily kids are fascinated by the simple things. Just a piece of twine to call their own and they would have worked out with me for hours.

Kristen took the moms to the other end of her yard and put them through the paces – jumping jacks, mountain climbers, bench dips, pushups and planks. All of them reported back with sore buns and tired triceps – but that’s a good thing. I switched things up a bit for them on Wednesday and Kristen exercised the kids. On Friday, we threw all organization to the wind and had fun with exercise. We did all kinds of relays, an obstacle course and an Easter egg hunt.

Now, we are in the process of planning some PE programs with a home school coop in the area. We are also considering some indoor places to take our workouts when summer arrives with full force humidity, bugs and heat.So, what do you do if you don’t live near Moms Who TRI, can’t afford a gym membership, don’t know what to do on your own and are bored to tears of all your old workout DVDs? Try this…

Ten Minutes Anywhere

Do each exercise for 50 seconds, rest for 10 and begin the next exercise. Go through the list twice and if you have time – do it again!

1. High knees

2. Burpees (that’s a push up, jump to your feet and then jump to the sky!)

3. Bicycle crunches

Jump lunges (put one leg forward in a lunge, then jump into the air and switch your feet landing with the other foot forward)

Regular pushups, if you’re feeling really brave, in between pushups rotate all the way into a side plank and alternate sides

Let me know what you think. And believe me, if that’s too easy, I can make you work harder!

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Run Baby RUN

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Obviously, endurance is important in a marriage. You’ve got to survive the honeymoon, then the seven-year itch, then the kids and dirty diapers, the moves, the financial catastrophes, the football games and shopping trips, the burnt dinners, the in-laws and late nights without courtesy phone calls.

For many of these posts, you have endured my cloaked complaints about the ups and downs of marital bliss.  I can tick off the idiosyncrasies that I have endured but I haven’t humbly given credit to my husband’s endurance.

A prime example of his endurance and patience is our recent road-trip back to our roots in Oklahoma and Kansas. Patrick drove 20 hours each way. He stopped every 2-3 hours for my pathetic bladder. He allowed my dog to climb up, back and over the seats when he wanted to sit in my lap. He let me pack home twice as much stuff as I packed to begin the trip. And he barely complained at all!

Have you ever considered how you have benefitted from another’s endurance? I’m not just talking about putting up with you (that may or may not be a chore). Patrick and I have prospered in direct proportion to our parents’ endurance. Both of our parents’ are still married – my own just celebrated their 37th wedding anniversary! CONGRATULATIONS AND THANK YOU, DAD AND MOM! All of our grandparents honored their wedding vows well over 6 decades, till death parted them. Now, I easily run to the arms of my mom or mother-in-law with full assurance that they will advise to the preservation of my marriage – not to simply tickle my ears.

I have been noticing and admiring endurance in many aspects of life, recently. My sister, Kelsey and her husband have embarked on a long blessing that will require great endurance. I introduced you to Kylie , in November. Doubtless children demand endurance!

My youngest sister just got engaged to one of the most fantastic men. She endured a long, sometimes long-distance dating relationship while she waited for God’s perfect timing for the marriage. I’m sure these last few months of waiting for the date to arrive will seem to stretch on forever, but it will be worth it!

What are you enduring? Is it painful? Is it in high hopes of a wonderful future? Is it worth it?

As Christians, our high calling is to be Christ-like. Endurance is an indisputable requirement to imitate our savior.

Fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.  Hebrews 12:2

It will all be worth it.

Spooky Decisions

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Last week I wrote a post asking you about your plans for Halloween. Since then, listening to Janet Parshall, I’ve heard numerous creative ideas from Christians who do and some who don’t celebrate the holiday. I like what Janet reiterated as she took her callers’ comments:

This is a peripheral issue. Whether or not a Christian chooses to celebrate any holiday, is much like Paul’s discussion of whether or not to eat meat offered to idols. (1 Cor. 10) Christians are more free than anyone in the world. Greater is He that is in us than he that is in the world. In Christ we conquer and have the joyful liberty to celebrate any day as the day that our Creator has made. Do not let disagreement on this issue divide the servants of Christ. 

So, I’ve come up with a plan for my Halloween. I won’t be able to answer the door even though I will be home. I have a scheduled conference call from 6-7:30 p.m. So, I’ve pre-made 50 baggies of candy and inserted a business card sized orange note bearing two scripture verses about FEAR. Before I go to work tomorrow, I plan to tap on each neighbor’s door and deliver their candy.

So, what do you think?

I’m also brainstorming about Thanksgiving. When you’re not near family for a holiday, it gives every reason to celebrate the day in a peculiar way – a way that brings more attention to Jesus than it does to a highlighted day on the calendar.

 

Panera Playground

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Wiggle worms,

Thirty inch squirms.

Tables are towers,

The bench has powers.

 

Mom’s not looking,

Trouble’s cooking.

Too cute to stop,

So we all watch.

 

One in blue, the other yellow,

Chase and catch the other fellow.

Mom’s now spied and on the run,

Out to ruin all their fun.

 

Grins and giggles,

Adorable wiggles.

They’ll grow up and it’ll all be over,

Climb the chair and call, “Red Rover!”

(I don’t usually plan to post more than once a day, but sometimes poetry just jumps out at me.  In this case, two absolutely adorable children – if they had been louder or really obnoxious, they wouldn’t have been so adorable.  I snapped two cell phone pictures, don’t worry, you can’t see their faces.  But they were so inspirational!)