Can't ever over-think it

I had a play date today at 10. This would run fairly close to the end of my workout. I usually get pretty sweaty, and knowing this I decided that I would brave it, and take a shower at the gym. It's pretty clean there and not too big so I could deal. And I really didn't want to go hang out at a friends house all sweaty under my arms and in my butt. 

It's only a shower...I don't need to pack for an extended vacation. So I packed my duffel bag and off I went.

Got my sweat on and was feeling pretty good. Went into the shower area, locked the door and then looked at the shower floor. I didn't think about my feet. Oi. What do I do? It can't be that bad. Should I wear my socks in? Or is that stupid? What do I do, what do I do. I turned the shower on...let the stray hairs go down the drain and...got in.

Don't judge me. I know I run the risk of serious bugs. Mental note, next time bring flip flops.

I also need to remember to take a cooler shower cause there's no fan. I felt like I was going through menopause and having the hot flash of my life! I haven't instantly started sweating after a shower since I lived in NH. And...I forgot deodorant. That's just swell. So I get all my clothes on and open up the door cause I can't stand it anymore and not two seconds after I hear my name.

"Meggan"?

'Yaaaah...'

"Ummm _____ kind of had an accident".

'Are you serious?' (obviously she was but apparently I needed to hear it again.)

"yea, she was standing and then peed and then said she had to go"

'ugh. awesome. ok.'

The only positive thing is that it's nice having two children, different ages, that are pretty close in size. So I stripped she-devil from the waste down, put on her brothers blue sno-puff suit and him into her purple coat. I left feeling eyes on me wondering why I was sexually confusing my children.

I guess it all worked out in the end. I got to go home and put deodorant on.

MIA

Some days/weeks blogging just takes a back seat. 

It takes a back seat to reading. I have been doing a bit of that. I finished (finally) the third book in the series These is my Words. I found that after I read the first book, that it really felt done to me. When I realized that there were two other I was somewhat hesitant about reading them. Did I really want to taint the ending that I thought was perfect? Well I did. This last book was good. I enjoyed the way the author wrote them.

I also finished the seventh book in the Maise Dobbs series. I love these books! I love the fact that they are set back in the 1930's and include as many realistic details as possible. I have googled a few things from them and learned things about the 'Great War' that you don't learn about in school. I also love how the author kept to the era in her writing. There is no language and when you read the intense sections it's not gory. Now I've got to figure out when I'm going to read the 8th, and latest installment, that my Aunt sent me for my birthday.  If you are ready for a new series I highly recommend it! 

I have been, thus far, unable to find the books you guys suggested for me. They are always checked out!!! It's almost half-way through the year and my total so far is 12. Wow...that's it? Boo! I can't even cont the book club read 'The Secret Life of Bees' because I have already read it! I gotta get on the ball. Do you think I can count self help books? Like photography ones? Let me know your opinions my friends! 

Blogging also takes a back seat to family. I mean obviously. We have been trying to do more things on weekend so so that a certain male figure in our house isn't so cranky/hyper. So yesterday we went to a park at a school. I took along the camera and snapped some cute ones....but I am behind in helping my SIL edit some pictures she sent me. So that's on the back burner also. I am just a big can of lame-o! :) I've got to get myself organized! 

On a side note I have been running in the morning with a neighbor and it has been great! She is pushing me out of my comfort zone and not letting me quit when it gets a little tough.

And another note, lol, I LOVED your comments on my last post! I didn't think it was going to be nearly as funny as it was! I thought you would just chuckle at the nothingness that was there, and instead, wrote about refreshing your browsers a few hundred times! Ha!! I appreciate you my readers and sticking in with my insanity!

Do you smell that?!

So...I've been working out. Trying to lose weight. My family is doing a biggest loser competition. We could all stand to lose a few, hundred, pounds. ;) So Matt and I have been switching off in the evenings to use our apartment's cardio stuff. We usually eat dinner and then he scoots out, works out for a half hour, and then comes back and I scurry out. I am usually more excited to get gone than he is and I think it is mostly because working out, while exhausting and boring and hard, is my reprieve. I can leave for 30 wonderful minutes and not have anyone stepping on my feet. Or following me around crying. Or asking me 800 million questions. (This could go on forever:)) So it's nice to get the blood pumping and the happy endorphins doing their magic.

Except.

Except when you start jogging on the treadmill and you finally realize what the term "saddle-bags" means. Oh. My. Gosh! Baby number 3 has laid the icing on my cake. Never before have I felt the wave of flub on my leg as I'm going at a pace faster than normal. I wanted to stop and puke. Get off from sheer embarrassment because, surely, everyone can see this happening! It's like a circus act...see how high they swing ladies and gentlemen!!!

And then there's the full length and room width mirror! Can this get any worse? I have just discovered the heat I'm packing in my rear and I look up and have to see myself?! Just keep your head down Meggan. Don't look. But, just like a car wreck or the smell of a  "toot", you keep glancing. Trying to see if it really as bad as you think. It is.

But that's why I'm going right? To get rid of those bags. And feel confident in front of the mirror. All good things in due time. I'll just get some baggier pants and keep my glasses off:)