This past Saturday morning I had morning duty at the mill for my department. As bad as I hated to get up early, I was excited to get to stop by the Farmer's Market when it opened. A guy I have known FOREVER was there and I bought some of his fresh potatoes (still dirty!) and then he gifted me with some local honey from his own hives (OMG yummy!) and some sausage for my husband.
At another booth, I saw a lady who used to work with my mom and she had fresh blueberries. So, this has been my breakfast every morning. Kashi cereal, whole natural almonds, blueberries, and yogurt. And yes, I am aware that is sugary flavored yogurt. I can't help it. I've tried the other kinds and I just can't do it. However, compare this to my breafast of McDonald's or donuts 50 pounds ago, and I'm doing good.
Which brings me to a point.... I despise it when people beat themselves up about not going totally all natural or organic or whatever. While I know that is a fantastic way to be, for some people it isn't realistic. I think if you make the choices that are best for you and are maintainable, that's a step in the right direction. Celebrate the victories people!
I also have a 5K scheduled for Saturday. It should be cooler at 8 am than it was last Saturday at 8 pm. I am going to get in my last run before the race tonight while LittleMan is at swimming lessons and LittleGirl goes to bible school with her "Hooker". (real name = Hannah). The 5K benefits the Jake Owen Raborn Foundation, which is an AWESOME charity. You can read about Jake here. If that doesn't inspire you, then I don't know what will.
On Facebook the other night, someone commented something like "why would anyone want to run in this heat" and someone else came back with a great point. These kids endure countless procedures, tests, and horrible things. The least we can do is run in the heat for 30 minutes. That isn't a drop in the bucket to what these heroes do each and every day of their tiny little lives.
Speaking of tiny lives, my 6 year old, the adorable LittleMan, went out to eat with me last night. I kissed him on the head and he informed me that he "wasn't into that anymore". Broke. my. heart. Right there into a million pieces. I hope he changes his mind. *sniff, sniff*