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Wednesday, January 8, 2014

An Oompa-Loompa and a Lion

First things, first: have you entered my Core Power giveaway? If not, you should. It is a pretty amazing package. You can read all the details and enter HERE. Giveaway closes Sunday and the winner will be announced on Monday.

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The focus of my blog has been health and fitness. This is The Fit Train, after all.  When you're sick and feel as though you will be lucky to live to the end of the week (okay, maybe that's a slight exaggeration) let alone up to or allowed (doctor's orders) to work out, it's a bit difficult to find motivation to talk fitness things up in here. Not only am I unable to workout, but I have an appetite like a hippo and am ballooning up like an oompa-loompa as we speak. Thank you, Prednisone. 

 I'm trying to keep the inevitable appetite under control. Although it's not easy. It's only been a day and I'm already feeling the effects. I am trying not to get too discouraged about the bloating and weight gain that will most definitely come on as a result of my meds. It's hard to lose weight and then watch yourself put pounds back on at no fault of your own.  Hopefully when I finish the medication, the weight will fall back off just like it came on. I am going to do my best to keep a realistic view of the situation and not be too hard on myself. This weight gain is a result of medication, not me slipping into old ways. I just have to keep that in mind.

Anyways, while I named this blog "The Fit Train" for a reason, it's also me and my life. I feel as though I haven't done an update on Wyatt in awhile. If you follow me on instagram (@thefittrainblog) you've probably seen most of the pictures I'm sharing today. I'm a bit obsessed with my kid. He is pretty much the cutest thing there ever was, in my unbiased opinion. 

Christmas was so much fun this year since Wyatt was starting to understand the whole concept. He loved Santa. The problem I was running into was what he kept asking Santa for.

1. Uncle Dee-an (This one was impossible to grant. Dylan went to my older brother's for the holiday and won't be back until next week).

2. Brutus (the daycare bulldog). Now, I want a dog too... someday. However, I want to wait until we are in a bigger living space. Not to mention, Brad has strict ideas of the type of dog he wants, and a bulldog doesn't make the cut.


Santa brought a train table and a stuffed Brutus instead. Wyatt didn't seem to mind the change.



After all, once Wyatt got back to daycare after the holiday, it turned out Santa delivered the puppy to daycare instead! They got a new daycare bulldog, Diesel, and Wyatt has been over the moon ever since. 
Wyatt still loves our workouts together. He asks to go for a run every night. Little guy doesn't understand it's too dark, cold and snowy for him to be out. Just 4 more months of winter, buddy. But he enjoys our at home workouts and taking pictures for Dakota.







On New Year's we all went to a University of Wyoming basketball game. It was great to spend time all together.



 And yes, Wyatt is still a lion the majority of the time. Lion loose in the stadium, watch out!
 Just this morning, he turned his room into a lion den. I made the mistake of getting too close and got tackled and became dinner (or rather, breakfast). He and his stuffed lions then finished up their meal with stuffed caribou for dessert.

His vocabulary and imagination is growing everyday. There is nothing I love more than watching him learn about the world. Love him to pieces! Operation potty training, round 2 will happen this weekend if I'm feeling up to it by then.

One of my goals for the new year is to blog a little bit more about myself. Fitness and health is still the focus, of course. But I want you all to know me outside of that as well. Gotta keep things interesting around here, right?






1 comment:

  1. ok - this is pretty random but ... you have bangs (in your profile picture and in your Instagram shot, but you pull them back for workouts? I see all the cute headbands, hats and such and always think "well those don't work for me because I have these dang bangs!" I'm not sure if I'd dare bare my forehead though, it just looks so strange!

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