Every ten minutes

I am at one of those points in my life where I could use a ten-minute planner so I can keep on track with everything I am working on. I feel like I am rushing to get SO much stuff done, but at the end of the day still have so much to do, like nothing has been accomplished all day. Maybe I am just having an unmotivated, sludge through the Tuesday, type of day. I am working on youth conference stuff, have baby gifts to finish putting together and mailed, a house to clean for a garage sale this Saturday, birthday parties to plan, yadda yadda yadda. I am sure everyone is just as busy, so I am sure this whine is getting an "Amen" chorus. I know there are people out there a little more together. Like my good friend, who I promised to keep anonymous, who is working on her Christmas cards. For real! A real shout out girl. You're my hero :)

I did sneak off to lunch today with Annilee and Chris which was fun and was getting good as we were hashing it all out. My kids were being decent (which is rare in a public place) and I looked over to notice Brock was leaking some sort of fluid from his diaper region. Immediately, I removed him from the premisis and we all evacuated way before we girls had chatted nearly enough. Rain check on the conversation, girls. Next time SANS children.

We went over to Nate and Stacy's last night for our FHE of The Bachelor. Half the party bailed, and, frankly, they picked a good one to miss. I have decided (not to hard to come to this conclusion) this guy is kinda a tool, not really meant for national television speaking situations because he says some really LAME things. I guess he's just a normal guy, but the women are far more dynamic because they are pushing bi-polar. Bevin, once my favorite, cracks me up as she worries how desperate she seems to fight over the same guy with 23 year olds . . . uh, you are on The Bachelor. What part of the signing up process made her think it wasn't a desperate situation? I think I am too cynical to buy into the tears and emotion and everytime the girl whose boyfriend died talks I get ready for her to bring up the past BF's death. Oh, the carnage. I can't help but to watch. Even all this said, I do hope we have another Ryan and Trista situation and it lasts forever :)

My girls are celebrating birthdays next week. I can't believe they will be 8 and 5. Time is fa-lying! I am preparing for birthday week as we will have two family parties, class treats, and Mother's Day all in one sha-bang. Wish me luck.

Upes, my ten minutes of blog time is about up and I move on to chores or more YC stuff. Running tomorrow, but I wanted to post this training guide my friend Amy sent to me. This is to prep me to be able to run the 30 minutes straight.

Each week you run 4 days and rest 3

Week 1: Run 2 minutes, walk 4 minutes, 5 times
Week 2: Run 3 minutes, walk 3 minutes, 5 times
Week 3: Run 5 minutes, walk 2.5 minutes, 4 times
Week 4: Run 7 minutes, walk 3 minutes, 3 times
Week 5: Run 8 minutes, walk 2 minutes, 3 times
Week 6: Run 9 minutes, walk 2 minutes, repeat, then run 8 minutes
Week 7: Run 9 minutes, walk 1 minutes, 3 times
Week 8: Run 13 minutes, walk 2 minutes, repeat
Week 9: Run 14 minutes, walk 1 minute, repeat
Week 10: Run 30 minutes

This week I skipped to "week 3" and it's pretty tough. This guy in our ward told me I needed to pick up my pace. Uh, yeah, that's cuz I am seriously needing a ten week plan. Oh well. I am working one day on a time. I'll invite him to my big 3-0 run that I think I will have to celebrate my birthday in June. I am thinking it'll be a good goal at the midway point of my 10K. Alrighty, time's up.