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Back in the Saddle

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So my at home fitness plan isn’t going as well as expected. 😦 It wasn’t totally my fault but I admit I was derailed by laziness and end-of the month eating shenanigans which included outings, a wedding reception and my own wedding anniversary which brought its own version of calories, carbs and fat in the form of a guiltless,well-deserved Italian dinner. My mom was measuring me the other day to sew some work clothes and I (secretly) balked when she wrote down the sizings. Not to mention  pair of pants that I haven’t worn in a while left me doing the skinny jeans wiggle to get into. I didn’t need much encouraging to realize that I needed to kick myself into high gear and (finally) haul ass to the gym.

I hate the gym. I hate the grunting and people pretending not to scope you out but who secretly throw glances your way.  I hate the fight down for machines. I hate the clanking of weights by the men and I hate the post-workout selfies by the women. IT BLASTED ANNOYING!!!…….but I started back. One evening last week, I gave in to desperation and thankfully I wasn’t going to train that day because I was severely startled by the SHEER AMOUNT of people there that afternoon. Why de hell it had so much people (women) there was beyond me but I figure it has something to do with the fact that Carnival bands launch already and clearly this year’s theme across the board is “Hail to the V”:

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And well of course……

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(Photos courtesy Trinidad and Tobago Carnival Costume Photos. For these and more check the page on Facebook here.)

I am sitting out Carnival next year.

So I’m back in the saddle for my own personal fitness and in order to avoid the sycophants, I’m going to the gym in the morning from as early as 5 a.m., a feat never done before but I’ve accomplished three days of rising and getting there by that hour and I’m damn proud of myself. Additionally I don’t feel the pressure in the day to train in between seeing about the gremlinz. The only thing is that when I start back work in September for the new school term, I may have to go even earlier. I have help though. The following video wakes me up every morning. I grabbed the audio and set it as my alarm so I’m roused from sleep by one of the most motivational get-it-done-now exercise speeches I’ve ever heard in my life.  Take a look:

I think at some point my husband will get annoyed hearing this every morning but doesn’t it make you feel like instantly bursting a sweat? I’m getting it done man!

Bless up

TMIDM

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Vegetation….

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This is no lie…….

It’s been a week since school has closed, two weeks since preparing for graduation and submitting end of term stuff and three weeks since praying for school to close. Here I am thankfully. I have been vegetating for the past week, resting to the point where Mam’zelle has to check on me every so often  to make sure I’m not comatose. The good thing is that I will get up early and ensure place is tidy and meals are prepared, so by 11 o clock, I’m laying on my bed doing absolutely nothing to the complete best of my ability. This morning my husband was annoyed because I was under covers while he had to haul ass to work…..in the pouring rain…..while the room was so cozy…tut tut….:D

So while vegetating, I’ve managed to get up to date on Orange is the New Black (Netflix is like the new HBO!!!), movies I’ve had stored and finally watched, finished two books and setting up myself nicely to complete the Game of Thrones epic. I’ve been checking in on social media primarily for the World Cup games ESPECIALLY as my team made it to the final (ARGENTINAAAA!!!) and spending countless hours on my favourite apps and games without feeling any guilt whatsoever….in the meantime the gremz could watch tv and play video games to the heart’s content.

Now, it’s only been a week and in the absence of me sending them to vacation camp this is how it went down and it will likely continue into next week. Why? Because I owe it to myself. I’ve been bitching and complaining to myself and coworkers willing to hear about how much I just want to be off the road and just home by myself doing nothing guiltlessly and them days have finally come! The ‘by myself’ part…not so much.

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Now at a glance there are so many Facebook pages and websites specifically catering to moms with children at home, screaming about 10 million summer camps to choose from!, activities for the kids!, take them here, there and everywhere!….ahm…..no……it’s too damn early, check me towards the end of July please. The gremz have more than enough physical space, toys, books, craft stuff, options on tv and games to keep them company and if they need a referee I’m available as far as my lungs can carry. Does this make me the lazy mom? Absolutely! Give me that crown I’ll wear it! Why?

Society has a tendency to judge me and those like me based on how well I balance raising functional children (home) and ensuring that I produce functional adults (work). At some point this human being needs a break, so if I choose not to conform to what I should be doing since I should be damn-grateful-I-have-two-months-free-vacation, so be it. I choose not to go anywhere! I choose NOT to be up and down on the road from home to summer camp! I choose to laugh when I see a spider-web forming in the side mirror of my car! I choose to lay in bed and have the gremz sit and talk nonsense for an hour or so! Give me wi-fi or give me sleep!

However if I do choose to leave the confines of my castle, it needs to be kid-free, involve some percentage of alcohol and if necessary, football games ad nauseum. That’s my vacation therapy at least until I get cabin-fever in a few weeks and then maybe I’ll conform to the ‘norm’ ;D

Bless up

TMIDM

For the Moms

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To all the Moms out there:

For that time when you watched your newborn, kept checking to see if he’s breathing and wondered if you really ready for this,

For the time when you heard her crying for YET ANOTHER a.m. feeding and let her cry because “Lord Jesus, i cyah get off dis bed nah!”……and then you get off the bed……….

For that time when he fell out the crib and you felt your heart crawl up your gullet and bust straight through your scalp (true story, both gremlinz),

For the times when you pack a baby bag and people wonder if you’re going to New York for the day,

For the times when you keep sniffing her neck because baby smell and giggles are so addictive!,

 

There is no shelter like the mother. There is no refuge like the mother. There is no defense like the mother. There is no one so dear as the mother 

From the Mahabharata
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For that time when they got the first vaccination and you tried to hold it together….and failed……,

For the times when seasoned mothers, aunts, grannies and total strangers make you feel as though you’re an alien raising a baby,

For the times when chaos follows the sentence “Mummy watch this!…”,

For that time when you walked into a room and found him and your furniture items covered in flour or powder or grease or lotion or powdered milk etc…(another true story)

For that time when she started kindergarten and you tried to hold it together……and failed……..

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For the times of yawns during homework, never-ending spelling lists, ‘whiteman’ on the knee, sibling fights, sibling-kiss and-makeups, silent screams for your alone time, bad moods, licks, cousins spending the night, toys all over the place, spending more time with the pardners, Common Entrance jitters, SEA paranoia, struggling to raise a smart, functioning teenager, boyfriends, girlfriends, breakups, fights, weddings, grandchildren and finding the balance in the middle of it all…….

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