So if you have been reading my blog then you know that lately I have been working out. Or at least trying to. I get up and do my core fitness with Karen V about 3 times a week. Sometimes I opt for a long walk with Abby (real name used!) the dog, or a family bike ride. Believe me when I tell you that pulling a 6 year old and a 2 year old behind you in a go-bug, is in itself a work out. We live in a neighborhood with hills and the other day I required assistance from Big Boy to get the the elementary school playground without dying.
I try to get my work out in before the kids awaken. Most times I make it the full 45 minutes before hearing Baby Girls cries of "MOM! I awake!" When I scoop her up from her crib trying not to wake up sleeping Big Girl across the room, she pats my sweaty chest and says in the cutest way "you workin' out mom?" "Yes, I workin' out" I reply through heavy breathing.
The other day at bedtime I read to the girls from the rocking chair while they both lay in their beds. Baby Girl was doing some interesting maneuvers with her bottom in the air. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I workin' out!" was her proud reply. Maybe I should add a stink bug move into my routine. It looked pretty fun.
Today I stand exposed before you bloggers after trying to do some workin' out of a different sort. Having said I was sorry both publicly and privately I now have to face the local readers at church today. I will walk the plank from 1:00 to 4:00. (Thank goodness I work with the children and I know they will still love me). I thought about making myself a scarlet letter to wear but what letter? B for blogger? M for mean-spirited? Perhaps H for human.... Maybe I should just go for a 'Kick Me' sign for all to see on my way up to lead the children in a song about reverence before the entire congregation. Whatever it takes to make it to the higher road my friends.
T says I should hold my head high. None of us is perfect and I have said I am sorry. I am not as sure of myself as he seems to be. But I am sure as my emotional muscles rebuild themselves (will eating a banana help?) I will find a way to work it out.
6 comments:
Oh, good luck to you. What a yucky week you've had. But it sounds to me like you have taken care of it all. In my experience, people stop caring about things like this really quickly.
And you have made me glad I have not ever told anyone in my ward and neighborhood that I blog a bit. It is too stressful wondering about who has read what!
I think you can certainly hold your head high. Apologizing (in public and in private) is a tough thing to do and takes a strong woman! Some people in your sitaution would have just laid low and let the whole thing blow over without offering any apologoy. I admire how you've handled the situation. You are a great example of doing things the right way. I admire your strength! (And soon, with those new stink bug moves, you'll be strong physically too!) ;)
I agree about holding your head high! You can do it!
Kelly, you ARE strong. I love that you do what's right...even when it's hard.
Are you the choister, again? Lucky kiddos!
Thanks for all these supportive comments! I have the best friends. Bloggy friends, real friends. All of you.
Church went well and not one comment was made to me about what happened. Still wondering a bit who tattled on me, but that will pass with time I guess.
(btw I am the primary 1st counselor and was aiding the chorister today. She felt she'd need my help so that the kids could see better I wish that were my calling- I loved it!).
Good for you, Kelly! And by the way, a weekend jaunt to New York City is a great way to de-stress . . .
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