smorgasbord of thoughts from the week.

T brought me home flowers this week.  Included in the bouquet were sunflowers.  Sunflowers are some of my favorite flowers.  They're cheery and happy and bright and sunny.  And I love it when they just start to bloom and open up.

T left me a note on the table before he left for work.  I woke up stuffy and sniffly and his cute little love note and happy sunflowers completely turned my morning around!

Best.  Husband.  Ever.

We participated in the Temple to Temple 5K on the 24th this year.  We ran/jogged/walked with a couple of friends of ours and completely enjoyed ourselves.  Running with over 4,000 people (who, let's be honest, were all mostly members of the LDS church) was pretty inspiring.  We can't wait for the Provo City Center temple to be completed in the coming year!  Heavenly Father is truly blessing the people in Provo.

And T and I realized we haven't taken a picture together in a while.  So we attempted one after church last week.

Pretty sure all of them ended up being super cheesy.  But hey, they show us young and completely head over heels in love with each other so I love them.  

Marriage is work.  It's something we have to work for on a daily basis. It's easy to start becoming selfish and not put the other first.  We're definitely not perfect marriage partners, but we are perfect for each other.  No one else would fit me as well as T does.  

He truly does complete me.

 {This is usually what our pictures end up looking like...}

On another note, I'm in in the process of planning my relief society lesson for sunday right now.  I don't know what it is, but teaching a room full of thirty 8-year olds is no problemo.  I can dress up for crazy hair day and wear crazy clothes to school and stand on desks while I teach to entertain them, but put me in a room full of adult women and I freeze up.  I become the definition of dork-ification (if ever a word existed).

Go figure.

One day, I will figure out this whole adulthood thing.  For now, I'm stuck in limbo between young adult and adult.  It's a bit of an awkward place to be sometimes.  At least my second graders could care less.

Bytheway, the first day of school is in less than a month.  Just sayin'.

healthkick.

T and I started up a health kick.  Again.

I'm almost ashamed to say it, but I have not been running since the end of last summer.  Or any exercise for that matter (besides keeping up with 32 kiddos everyday).

T does really well at exercising in the morning and has stayed up with his exercise regimen quite consistently.

Exercising in the morning would mean death for me.  I can barely roll out of bed, grunt a few times at Tyler, and make a healthy breakfast for the two of us.

We actually planned meals this week and have stuck to them  Tonight, we did the most amazing chicken kabobs with grilled peppers and mango on them too.

Oh my.  

Bytheway, George Foreman is my hero.  Inside grills are my hero during the winter.  I don't know what we'd do without George!

We whipped up a healthy salad on the side with spinach, strawberries, feta, and pecans.

I'm loving this healthy meal stuff.  Who knew that I might actually crave healthy food over my chocolate?  No offense to my chocolate.  I still want lots of it!

Due to the fact that morning exercise would make my body go on strike, I surrendered and gave into evening exercising.  Every other day I go for a run, while the other days I do some cross-training with jumproping and my exercise ball. 

I am determined to lose the 10 pounds that I've gained after we've been married.  That puts me over the line into "overweight" for my height and size.  

That's no bueno, people.  

(However, I refuse to give up chocolate and sweets.  The top of the food pyramid does say "sparingly".  I can do that.)

Ya Know How I Used to Always Blog About Running?

And pictures like this?

If you don't remember... take a look at the old blog
These pictures were always taken before 5K's and 10K's.

It's been a while since I babbled on about running and exercise.

Running used to be one of my greatest loves.
It still is.
I just haven't been in over a year.
Why, you ask?
An old football injury.
And that's no joke.

I'm sick of not being able to run more than a block without hurting.
I used to play basketball and football and every other sport.
And now I'm no more than a lazy good for nothing.

My goal before the summer?
To be back to running and to run at least a 5K.
My body needs it.
My health needs it.
And I need to shed some poundage.

And now, I step off my soapbox.

P.s. Have you ever read our love story? If not, you should really go here. It's love month.

And I really love my man.