Wreaths & Such

These creations right down here are made with love and care by my boy!

Braxton is massively talented.

Look at these!!

Saturday morning, Kaydon asked if I was going grocery shopping after the gym.

I had certainly planned on it.

Well, he went and did it himself with the grocery list I had created. 

He told me my card didn't work.

The truth: he didn't even try it. He used his own card to buy groceries.

These boys of mine, though!

Annnnnnnnd.... one more things, People!

Yesterday, was the 15 month anniversary of the stroke. And guess what I did?

Just 50 pound biceps curls for days!!!!

Annnnd, check out this comparison!

15 years as a team of five!!!

Progress

Friday Favorites will return next week... promise.

Last night, I was at the gym. I'm there four nights a week. Me and the meat heads are there four nights a week. They groan and throw weights. I tell them to knock it off. It's a happy relationship, really.

Anywho, I focused on back and biceps last night. Tonight will be legs. Saturday will be triceps/chest/shoulders. Two nights a week I do legs. Two nights a week, I break up upper body. Do you know what I love about working out? Getting stronger. Physically and mentally and emotionally. I love that I am getting stronger. I love that I am increasing weight and that my mind is forcing my body to do things that it just wants to give up on.

Last night, as I looked at this picture, I wondered what my heart and my brain must look like if this is what my biceps look like. They must getting so strong, too. They must LOOK different, I thought. They sure feel different. They feel so strong. They feel so much more healthy. They feel so much more aware. They feel so much more vocal, too!

This weekend, we will be in Sandy to watch Conference with Nana and Pops. I'll slip out to have lunch with someone, and then I'll be back to love on that Nana and spend time with my boys. We will pray for something specific that we need answers to, and then we will listen for the answer. I have zero doubt that it will come.

Squat Like You Mean It

My sweet friend and co-worker started this squat challenge group on Facebook. Being the nimrod I am, I joined up with it! Why not?! Why not experience such pain in my legs that I can't lift my right leg up onto the step, so I just faceplant into it instead!! It's awesome. But seriously, today is a rest day. Yesterday, I did 140 squats. REAL squats, like REAL squats People! We are half way there and every single day I feel stronger and stronger. I haven't missed a day. It is the best feeling! As someone who struggled mightily with an eating disorder for years, I could not be more proud of myself. First, I have maintained my 120 pounds for four years! When I entered the hospital four years ago, I was 103. 120 is awesome! And, I love that I can say that it is awesome! I am so proud of myself! I am also so excited that I can say (and really mean) that strong is so much better than skinny! I love that my body can do these things, that it can squat, lift light weights, walk fast and strong, and EAT. I have found so much joy in eating. Don't get me wrong, the little voice in the back of my head will always be there... the one that says, "You are fat and ugly and worthless and disgusting and gross and unworthy of food." But now I am able to tell it to SHUT UP. Every time I tell that voice that I am strong and strong is way cooler than skinny and that I am worthy of every single piece of food I put in my mouth AND leave in my stomach... I win. Squat like you mean it!!