Grasping and Running (Or Trying To Run)

So it's been since FEBRUARY since I posted anything. I have been busy! I did 6 weeks of a fitness boot camp (which I barely made it through). Since those treacherous 6 weeks of pushups, jumping jacks, situps, and a ton of yelling; it has given me a boost and jump started this long process of a much needed makeover. I have been exercising just about every night since boot camp ended.

Since I have been neglecting this blog (and been wasting precious world wide web space with no posts), I am going to try my hand at a different approach. I may get spiritual or humorous or even ridiculous; but it's a true statement that you learn something every day and I learn some during my exercises. It could be an idea or something that happened or even just something I remembered from another experience.

It seems that I have been learning something new every time I have exercised. I am going to try to post about my experiences every time there is one. Course, there are a few that may not need posting to keep my integrity. Hahaha. If I have that anymore. For example, use the bathroom before running, do not wear pants that are too big, watch out for rises in the concrete because that parked truck that my head is about to slam into isn't moving out of the way, etc. (I think you get the idea!).

I have had other humorous experiences, as well. Such as, hearing someone cat call at me and I turn around and its a blue jeep, otherwise known as my husband, honking at me while driving down St Rd 48; giving my husband the dirty "Stremming" look when he is telling me to run and to keep moving; trying to talk on the phone or text while running (that can have a huge affect on what words are typed...sometimes not good!)

Today was too beautiful to skip out on a great run. My husband has been "training" me, or at least trying, on starting to run. The first 2 weeks I was running one minute, walking two minutes. This week I have upped that to running one minute, walking one minute. I notice my legs are aching more and more since I changed my technique; but it's a good hurt. I am the type of exerciser that if something doesn't hurt, then I didn't work hard enough.

The idea that I learned today was I realized the real reason why people wear spandex or tight fitting pants when running or biking. I started to run and suddenly realized that I needed to just run right back to my house and get a different pair of pants. Needless to say, my pants kept falling when I was running...what a picture?!? Sorry everyone for that imagine. That is definitely a true story...lesson learned.

I still have about 50 pounds that I want to lose. It's slow, but worth it!

Till tomorrow's learning experience(s)...

Christmas @ Granny's Today!

Today is one of my all-time favorite days. Not particularly this actual date, but the event, or occasion, that is happening today.

Its Christmas at Granny and Grandad Burcham's house.

I love my family! Its never a dull moment when all the kids are there (though we will be missing three of the kids today) and everyone is trying to talk all at once. Its a blessing to have such a close family and GREAT! cooks. Some years we will play Bingo (that is if Bailey and I have our way). Its always a blast doing that as well. Course, I am thinking that we need to teach Grandad about the kite tail, the double bingo, postage stamp, etc.

I also am blessed to still be able to say that I have all four of my grandparents still with me today. I wouldn't give that up for anything.

Well, I am going to get ready for the day. Hope everyone enjoys their Sunday. I know I will.

By the way, special shout out to Jessica, Sara, Dustin, and the kids. We will miss you today. Wish you were all here (don't worry! I wont send a postcard). Its definitely not the same without all of you. Cant wait to see you!

Two important people in my life...love you!

I really do not understand how people (or children) can take their parents for granted. I am sure that I have done this on more then one occasion, but I do believe that was when I was younger. I hope that age I am at, I would never use my parents like I have seen others do.

This is for my parents:

To Mom and Dad,
I love everything you have every done for me and my life.
You both have raised us Stremming kids in a loving environment.
Not all the time was it fun, but you were also teaching us about life.
I know that there were some that criticized your "raising" techniques,
But I think the four of us turned out just fine and on certain days, better than fine.
We were all raised to work hard for what we have and never spoiled us to where we expect.
You are both there for us to confide in and also to yell at us for our protection.
When the days are hard, I miss not being able to go to my purple room and just escaping.
I never did mind getting grounded and sent to my room as a child/teen.
In our home, there was always a protection and comfort.
Like in the song "The House That Built Me," I hope that I never get lost in the world to the point that I forget where I came from.
There is something and truthfulness in the advice I was given before getting married,
"Enjoy the last times and days in your parent's home."
"The older you get, the closer you grow to both your parents."
I am grateful to you both and the way you raised me.
I love you two more than words can say.
There is no one on this earth that could replace either of you.
Love always and forever,
Your ever grateful daughter,
Bethany



I am glad that I married a guy that love his parents, as well. I just hope that when we have kids, I have the sense and ability to raise them like I was raised.