6 am wake up call

I recently decided that I would actually take charge of my days.  Lately, I've been feeling like the day happens to ME, more than I actually take control of the day. 
I started out by making a list of all the things that I wanted to accomplish on a daily basis.  Things that would make me happy.  Believe it or not, at the top of the list was "make the kids bed and straighten their rooms".  Heeeeelloooo OCD.  I've missed you. 

Another item actually IN my list was "do kids hair, teeth and my OWN".  Yes in bold caps, OWN.  Wow.  Imagine, doing my own hair (and by doing I am referring to more than a quick brush and thrown back in a pony tail) every morning and feeling like a human as I walk out the door.  2 hours of studying, 1 hour of working out, 2 hours of cleaning, working on business and sewing all found their way on my list.  Now what is the EARLIEST I can accept waking up?  Hmmmm, tough one seeing as I am NOT a morning person.  As I reviewed my list I noticed, that's a lot of hours I'm looking at there. 

So 6 am this morning (okay okay, it's day 1, I admit it, it was closer to 6:30 this morning!) I was up and dressed in work out clothes (I had set out the night before) and down busting a move with Cee-Lo on the elliptical.  Showered and getting Kiefer up to nurse and ready to help the boys by 7:30.  Not bad!! 

Amazingly, the morning went SO smoothly.  Even got a Costco run in, with two children in tow, before NOON!!  I'm even finding time to write a blog entry!!!  Yay for scheduling!!!!!! 

I've still got 40 minutes left of my study time, dinner planned and ready to go!  We'll see how the afternoon pans out, but so far, I'm liking this TAKE charge attitude I've found. 

Huh?! Who knew I had to project manage my own life?!?! 

I will never be a size 2

I will never be a size 2 and I'm okay with that. 

My "heathy slim" weight is 155 pounds - and I'm okay that I'll never be 105 pounds. 

When I am 'in shape' that's exactly what I have - SHAPE. 

I have above average sized thighs...even at my skinniest.  To the point that I have to buy the pants to fit the legs and alter everything else.  When I'm at my healthiest and strongest I can leg press more than my husband.  (True story!)  I love it when this happens. 

When I'm 'in shape' I can run 5 km in less than half an hour.  There is just as much bounce in my boobs as there is in my step.  When I'm really REALLY in shape, I'm still a C cup. 

When I'm in shape I feel like I can conquer the world.  I'll still be bigger than any model, but look out, cause when I'm in shape, I can kick your ass.