So, It's Twenty Sixteen


Hard to believe 2015 is gone. Seems like it flew by.

So how many of you make New Year’s Resolutions? Do you ever succeed? I checked and research shows that about 8 percent of people who make New Year’s Resolutions keep them. Pretty shitty odds, don’t you think? You know how it goes, everyone and their brother are in the gym in January. A little less in February. None in March. Why do that to yourself? Maybe this year you should try something different. How about making some resolutions for real life. Make some that are realistic and that are actually doable.

All of nothing is not the way to go (except if you are doing a Whole30). All or nothing usually turns into eff this crap. This year concentrate on making your health a priority, but be realistic about it. If the kids are sick and you have been up all night and are covered in kid vomit, you might not make your workout. Guess what? It’s OKAY!!

Make this your plan–plan for the unexpected. Give yourself permission to miss a few workouts and to eat a few crap meals. It will all be okay. Do the best you can with what you have, but don’t go overboard  with the permission thing. You still want to hold yourself accountable. Fit your workout in whenever you can, even if it is just 10 minutes. Bodyweight exercises can be pretty amazing in and of themselves. Push ups anyone?

Build from there. Start making healthy meals consisting of quality protein, vegetables and good fats. Pretty soon you will notice some positive changes in your life and will feel pretty damn good. Keep going.

Here’s to a great Twenty Sixteen–Keep It Real


So Tayler Got Her Wires Cut

Tayler had her followup appointment on Monday, December 14, 2015. This was the three week mark. She is doing amazing, so the doc said he would cut the wires. If he left them longer, he thought her jaw would just lock up.

She has been eating every soft food she can. Spaghetti squash, oatmeal, yogurt, mashed potatoes. She was also told that she can lift weights and run. Running seemed strange to me. But, she did a bunch of leg work last night and ran a mile. She said it felt great.

We go back in three more weeks to remove the screws in the gums. That sounds disgusting. He left those in, just in case…

Thank you God for a speedy recovery.

So My Daughter Broke Her Jaw

It’s been an interesting few weeks. The Monday before Thanksgiving I went to work like usual. My daughter texted me early that morning around 6:30 or 7 and said she had been throwing up. She thought maybe she would be able to go to school if she didn’t puke again. I told her to wait a while and let me know how she felt. She texted again and had thrown up again so I told her to stay home and I would call the school to let them know she was sick.

Around 9:30 she called me and told me she fell down the steps and had a gash on her chin. I told her I would come home and check on her. When I got home and went down to her room she was bawling. I looked at her chin and it wasn’t bleeding a ton, but there was a gap so I thought she would probably need stitches. She also said she had a severe headache and her left ear hurt really bad. She also said her teeth felt weird. Off to the ER we go. Broken jaw. This means we have to go to Sioux Falls (3.5 hours away) for surgery. The surgery went well and her jaw has to be wired shut for six weeks.

Hello smoothies and shakes and liquid food. Can you imagine? Yuck. Especially at Thanksgiving and Christmas, and New Years. Not fun. I have been making sure she gets protein in all of her food and Vitamin D. She has lost 10 pounds already and she really doesn’t need to lose any more than that.

I thank God that she is okay. It could have been so much worse. Turns out she fell down the steps, hit her chin on the railing and the force from that is what broke her jaw. We have no idea how long she was knocked out. That is really scary to me. She said she woke up on the landing of the steps.

But…the freakiest thing of all…she has to carry wire cutters with her at all times. If she gets sick and has to throw up, she has to cut the wires or she could  be in serious danger. Wire Cutters!!!

Tuesday will be two weeks… and life goes on.

Thank God for guardian angels, because she definitely had one that day.