I especially like the story of President Uchdorf's military training. Thought I'd share.
Showing posts with label Videos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Videos. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Who Are the People In Your Neighborhood?
I've made a new discovery this week. Workout videos are boring.
To do a workout video, you have to clean the room you're working in (always a pain with 1 or 2 2-year-olds hanging around), take over the TV so no one else can watch anything, and be surrounded by the reminders that you have other things to do (those stupid dishes mock me every single day). Plus, it's the same routine every time.
I've learned this week that I'd rather go running for 5 days in a row than break it up with a cardio video in between my runs.
Being outside is invigorating. I know I'm at an advantage by living in Arizona, but it's starting to be more tolerable in the mornings and soon it will be absolutely heavenly. I love the sounds, the smells, the freedom of the open road.
Every morning I have someone to wave at. It makes me feel a part of our neighborhood. And if you've ever heard of Sesame Street, you know how important that is.
I have noticed that we have a few more people in our neighborhood than what the song describes. We've got the electric company guys, the pest control guys, the pool guys, the landscapers (they even stop their work to wave as I run past them), the moms with strollers and dogs, the roller bladers, the "in shape" runners, the old guy, and many kids of different ages waiting for the school buses.
However, I have yet to discover cheese in my neighborhood. Or Ben Stiller.
To do a workout video, you have to clean the room you're working in (always a pain with 1 or 2 2-year-olds hanging around), take over the TV so no one else can watch anything, and be surrounded by the reminders that you have other things to do (those stupid dishes mock me every single day). Plus, it's the same routine every time.
I've learned this week that I'd rather go running for 5 days in a row than break it up with a cardio video in between my runs.
Being outside is invigorating. I know I'm at an advantage by living in Arizona, but it's starting to be more tolerable in the mornings and soon it will be absolutely heavenly. I love the sounds, the smells, the freedom of the open road.
Every morning I have someone to wave at. It makes me feel a part of our neighborhood. And if you've ever heard of Sesame Street, you know how important that is.
I have noticed that we have a few more people in our neighborhood than what the song describes. We've got the electric company guys, the pest control guys, the pool guys, the landscapers (they even stop their work to wave as I run past them), the moms with strollers and dogs, the roller bladers, the "in shape" runners, the old guy, and many kids of different ages waiting for the school buses.
However, I have yet to discover cheese in my neighborhood. Or Ben Stiller.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Inspiration
I saw a different version of this on Facebook, but it inspired me.
Derek Redmond couldn't compete in the 1988 Seoul Olympics due to an Achilles tendon injury. He underwent five surgeries and couldn't wait to compete in the 1992 Barcelona Olympics. He was favored to win the 400 meter (he had shattered the British 400-m record at age 19).
Sometimes we're the son -- in dire need to finish but unable to do it alone.
Sometimes we're the father -- in dire need to help, no matter how many people try to stop us.
Thank you, everyone, for you support. And thank you, Mom and Dad and Josh, for always encouraging me. No matter what.
Thank you, Derek Redmond, for inspiring me to never give up.
Derek Redmond couldn't compete in the 1988 Seoul Olympics due to an Achilles tendon injury. He underwent five surgeries and couldn't wait to compete in the 1992 Barcelona Olympics. He was favored to win the 400 meter (he had shattered the British 400-m record at age 19).
Sometimes we're the son -- in dire need to finish but unable to do it alone.
Sometimes we're the father -- in dire need to help, no matter how many people try to stop us.
Thank you, everyone, for you support. And thank you, Mom and Dad and Josh, for always encouraging me. No matter what.
Thank you, Derek Redmond, for inspiring me to never give up.
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