Mondays Stink

I don't care for Mondays. Does anyone? Ours almost always end in a "divide and conquer" kind of evening with the children. Yesterday was no exception.

I got my day started on the right foot with P90X Chest, Shoulders & Triceps. I followed that with a PB&J Shakeology (1 scoop Shakeology + 1 Tbsp. PB2 + strawberries + 1/2 cup skim milk + 1/2 cup water + lots of ice) - YUM! And I topped it all off with some serious cleaning.

Then all the kids came home from school, and things got crazy. Jeff had to work until late yesterday evening, so I was down a chauffeur. I recruited my mom to take daughter #2 to her soccer game. (Thanks, Mom!) Meanwhile, I took the other three to a choir rehearsal for my oldest.

My oldest committed to choir at the beginning of the school year. She is so over it at this point. I am so over it at this point. She didn't want to be there, and I really didn't want to take her, but we are trying to teach her to honor her commitments so we went anyway. 

I decided I would have a good attitude about choir, and I would make good use of this time with the littles. So I took them to the park across the street to pass the 75-minute rehearsal. I came prepared. I brought balls. I brought a bat and glove. I brought a tee. We had a remote-control car. I just knew that we were going to have a good time.

The weather was perfect. Things started out cheerfully as we unloaded all the equipment from the car. The boy and baby girl were running around, enjoying the great outdoors.

We started with baseball. After approximately 9.2 seconds, we were tired of baseball. We tried playing soccer. It took 4.7 seconds for that to get old. I tried teaching them how to make necklaces out of flowers. That lasted about 1 nanosecond. 

The next thing I know, the boy had a bat in his hand, and before I could get the words out to stop him, I was taking a baseball bat to the knee. I don't use a lot of expletives, but I do believe one escaped my mouth at that moment. 

The boy was sorry. I could tell he was. But that didn't lessen the throbbing in my knee. I pointed to the van and ordered him inside. Baby girl could see that it was a good idea to follow suit. I picked up the equipment, and we spent the rest of the rehearsal inside the car in the parking lot. 

I wanted to take a picture of my knee all black and blue to show you all just how badly I had been injured. But it really doesn't look too bad. So you'll just have to take my word for it. As someone who has experienced an unmedicated childbirth, it HURT.

I decided I needed to redeem myself today. So after doing Asylum Volume 1 Speed and Agility, I took the littles to the backyard. They had a really good time finding roly polies and playing on the swing set. Then we had a picnic on the deck. I felt redeemed.

Later this evening daughter #2 was begging me to play soccer with her. I figured this was my opportunity for double redemption after yesterday's disaster, so I obliged. We're kind of at the point now where she is just way better than me. So it was pretty stinkin' hilarious. The eldest daughter offered to photograph the event.

This was the first of many times that she scored on me.

My athletic prowess must be dazzling you.

Well, my sparkling personality will dazzle you for sure.

Our esteemed photographer made us stop for a pose.

There she goes again. In flip flops no less.

It's all good though!

See, we're still friends! And my bra is white. Just in case you didn't notice.

She scares me a little bit though.

And here's a photo of our talented photographer.

And our spaghetti-covered cheering section who found our game so captivating that she took to landscaping instead.

Happy Tuesday, y'all!

Question of the Day:

Have you ever taken a bat to the knee???

My Home Gym

Good Monday! Hope you're week has started off well! This is recovery week for me, so I started my day with Insanity's Core Cardio and Balance. I love that workout! After I finished my exercise, I needed to refuel, so I had my favorite Shakeology!

So good! This is seriously my favorite meal of the day. And the healthiest.

Have I mentioned lately that my husband is the bomb?! Well, he is. Recently, in fact, he decided to rework our home gym. He even painted the cement wall behind the side where I workout so it would look nice for pictures! Told you he is the bomb!!! And he's pretty cute too.

My friend, Carol, took this photo. She's an amazing photographer and a wonderful person!!!

Enough gawking! Keep your thoughts pure, people! Anyway, so I thought I'd give you a little virtual tour of our gym since I talk about being there all the time. We workout in the unfinished portion of our basement. Fancy, huh? This is "his" side.

And here's "her" side. Notice the pretty white walls. 

This is my husband's weight rack. I got it for him for Christmas because I rock. Oh, and because I was really tired of tripping over his weights.

And this is my weight rack/TV stand. I borrow some of my hubby's weights every now and then too. Because I'm a beast. ;)

These are some rings my husband installed in one of the wood beams in the ceiling. I use them for some of my pull-ups, and he lowers them and uses them for some of his core work.

This might be my favorite part. My husband hung this up for me to store all my bands, agility ladder, jump ropes, etc. He's an organizational wizard, I tell ya!

So that's where we workout! It works great for us. You don't have to have a dedicated space like this to be able to workout at home, but it has been nice for us. We didn't have nearly that many weights when we first started. We have accumulated those slowly over time. Jeff can pretty much count on getting a new set of weights every Christmas. I'm all about a practical gift!

Where do you workout?