Where we are staying in Kauai... this house was in a movie! I wonder if it will give us an autograph. http://www.kauairealestate.net/keawaihihale.htm
Thursday, July 9, 2009
5 reasons why I am super excited about this trip
1. One word: HANALEI.
2. DIVING. Hawaii is the best place for diving in my opinion and I plan to spend the majority of my mornings at least 30 feet underwater.
3. HIKING. Have you seen "The Perfect Getaway"? We're doing that!! Well, only to the waterfall and minus the killing, but still. Fun times!!
4. KAYAKING. I think that a sea kayaking adventure is in my future... shhh, don't tell Preston.
5. FAMILY. I get to spend a week with my family!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Lets get physical... no wait, I don't have time for that.
I've been practicing this week. Tae Kwon Do... tonight, I may earn my first little black stripe on my yellow belt that will eventually lead to a new, improved and more prosperous belt of a somewhat different color... and a slightly more badass Katie, just in general. I am very excited about this because this is the first step of progress I've made in Tae Kwon Do since I hurt my foot.
But as I walked to get my morning coffee, I remembered a conversation I had with a white belt in class on Monday. She was worried about passing the written test to earn her next belt. I advised her to sit down and read the few pages of information like it was a book. Take an interest in it. Make up tricks to remember the numbers, etc. Her, almost immediate, response was to list off her daily responsibilities and end with something like "there's just no time in between for me to do that."
I say bull honkie. Yes, Bull Honkie, because time is findable. Time is makable. It is there for the taking. It is up to each person how they want to spend it (because it's spendable too, and billable, according to my lawyer friends). What she should have said is "I just don't want to do that." She obviously had time to memorize her list of excuses because she ranted those off without hesitation.
Of course, I do know how that feels. I didn't even have time to walk while I was in graduate school, or at least that is what I told myself. I didn't do a drop of physical activity during that time. I also gained 60 pounds. Did I want to gain 60 pounds? No. I just didn't want to make time to take care of myself.
I'm dedicating today to those people that make the time to do the things they want, whatever it may be. Today, It seems like the most challenging thing about physical activity, and in my opinion the most admirable, is finding the time to do it.
But as I walked to get my morning coffee, I remembered a conversation I had with a white belt in class on Monday. She was worried about passing the written test to earn her next belt. I advised her to sit down and read the few pages of information like it was a book. Take an interest in it. Make up tricks to remember the numbers, etc. Her, almost immediate, response was to list off her daily responsibilities and end with something like "there's just no time in between for me to do that."
I say bull honkie. Yes, Bull Honkie, because time is findable. Time is makable. It is there for the taking. It is up to each person how they want to spend it (because it's spendable too, and billable, according to my lawyer friends). What she should have said is "I just don't want to do that." She obviously had time to memorize her list of excuses because she ranted those off without hesitation.
Of course, I do know how that feels. I didn't even have time to walk while I was in graduate school, or at least that is what I told myself. I didn't do a drop of physical activity during that time. I also gained 60 pounds. Did I want to gain 60 pounds? No. I just didn't want to make time to take care of myself.
I'm dedicating today to those people that make the time to do the things they want, whatever it may be. Today, It seems like the most challenging thing about physical activity, and in my opinion the most admirable, is finding the time to do it.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
On Laziness
For the past two weeks, Preston and I have been wading into unchartered territory. We are a little scared, a little edgy and a little out of our league. So the reason for all of it, and the reason I found myself in the 'Cleaning Products' isle at Kroger the other night, is... wait for it... we no longer employ a cleaning lady. That's right! We are cleaning up after ourselves, washing our own laundry and all the things that most everyone else our age does themselves.
Of course, it is a learning experience, but it always has been for me. When I was a sophomore, I got my first college job at Staci's Deli. I will never forget the look on my boss's face when she realized that I didn't know how to mop a floor, her jaw dropped past what was socially acceptable after I asked her if I was supposed to put the vinegar in the yellow bucket. That's right. I'm the reverse Cinderella.
We "mopped" for the first time this week by spraying 409 on the tile and mopping it up. I know, I know, "They make special soap for that" as Preston said, but it got the job done. And this means that I am making progress on goal 12: Be less lazy, more appreciative blah, blah, blah. Go me! and go Preston! Let's just hope we can keep this up.
Of course, it is a learning experience, but it always has been for me. When I was a sophomore, I got my first college job at Staci's Deli. I will never forget the look on my boss's face when she realized that I didn't know how to mop a floor, her jaw dropped past what was socially acceptable after I asked her if I was supposed to put the vinegar in the yellow bucket. That's right. I'm the reverse Cinderella.
We "mopped" for the first time this week by spraying 409 on the tile and mopping it up. I know, I know, "They make special soap for that" as Preston said, but it got the job done. And this means that I am making progress on goal 12: Be less lazy, more appreciative blah, blah, blah. Go me! and go Preston! Let's just hope we can keep this up.
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