Please excuse my title but I had a fantabulous Monday! I don’t even think that is a word in the English vocabulary but today it is. It’s been a while since I’ve stepped on a scale so this morning I thought, why not? Well, verdict is…drum roll please…10 pounds down!!
I’ve been working on dropping the pounds since about mid June, so for almost two months now. I was actually really happy to see the ten pound drop. I hope to drop 10 more by the end of September. *Fingers Crossed*
The second thing that made my Monday rock was receiving an incentive/reward from Scentsy. I checked my full mail box (I check it like 3 times a month) and I had a charm representing a successful start to my new business. I became a consultant in June with little expectation and have actually realized that I really love sharing the product with others. I met a deadline that was set by the company and qualified for almost $300 worth of free products! Thanks to my amazing friends/family I have thrived as a Scentsy consultant thus far.
The rest of my Monday was smooth sailing, I hope the rest of the week is just as nice. I’m ending the day off with tea and an episode of Bachelor in Paradise, Total trash television for the mind, have to get my drama fix somewhere.
When I heard about the 5k Run or Dye marathon I instantly knew it was something I had to do. I mean, how often does one get to prowl around the city with cat ears and wiskers on their face?
I also liked that the proceeds of the marathon went to a local charity. Having fun and working hard for a cause seemed like a good way to start off a Saturday.
This was my team! The crazy cat ladies. In case you’ve never heard of Run or Dye, it’s a 5k run/jog/walk that has dye stations placed in 1k intervals throughout the course. It was one of the many things I had put on my bucket list.
I myself am not all that fit. I’ve tried over the last bit to get in shape but it’s a long process. I wasn’t going to let my body or negative opinions stop me from doing something I really wanted to do though.
Despite being a bigger girl I do have TONS of energy and a positive mind set. I was a little bit worried that I wouldn’t be able to do it but I KILLED it!! Two of our team members quit but Corrie cat and I had a blast powering through the uphill walk in the hot hot sun.
A huge lesson I’ve learned lately is to have fun, stop undereatimating what I can do and to ignore the negative people around me.
The dye stations were amazing! I love bright colours. The dj at the end of the course was adorable and had fantastic music. I had a blast dancing and celebrating!!
Verdict is: Run or Dye was amazing and everyone should experience it!!
In Reason to Believe,, Bruce Springsteen sings, At the end of every hard-earned day / people find some reason to believe. What’s your reason to believe?
I believe in brighter days because I have lived through darkness. I have persevered through every obstacle that has been thrown in my way. I focus on what I love and what I need in my life. The positives always outweigh the negatives. I believe that there is always a silver lining in the darkest of clouds.
My four year old son looked at me today and said, mommy you are seventeen, right? Of course I respond saying, I wish buddy. First mistake! He then looks at me and says, well then you must be one hundred and two. I must say, I look pretty darn good for my age. In all honesty though some days I feel like I am 102, other days I could pass as a 17 year old. My son and I had a good laugh about it after I pretended to walk with a cane and talk in my elderly lady voice. I then proceeded to chase him with my cane. Serious mom points are awarded when you get your silly on!
After the entire 102 incident happened, I got to thinking that being a single mother that works full time does make me feel aged. I love my children, our amazing cast of family and friends and I’m lucky enough to work where my children go to school. Some days are super hectic and blurry though. I feel like I need that cane at the end of the day to keep me from falling down. I worry that my children sometimes see me as a mother that is all work and no fun.
This is where my inner 17 year old comes out. The girl that jokes and dreams big because without the laughter and the positivity there would only be chaos. No matter how crazy our day has been it always ends with some kind of a silly story and a smile.I can only hope that my children see a balance between my positive fun side and my hard working serious side. I love the fact that I am raising children that are dreamers, artists and have vivid imaginations. I’m sure one day they will be independent strong individuals.
At the end of this day no matter how hectic or chaotic it was, I’m smiling over the moment that my son and I had this morning. Embracing imagination and playing along with my sons silly comment lit his little face right up. At 17, 28 or 102 I will never be to old or to serious to be silly.