I had the bright idea to make fingerpaint today. I googled how to, then mixed water, corn starch, and food coloring. I followed the directions, but my paints came out super runny (as you can see). I think next time I'd try to make a paste by adding slowly and gradually adding water to corn starch.
However that may be, we "painted" today. It was an insane mess, and as is to be expected, Noah really, really enjoyed himself.
And so did I.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Ohhh, it splatters!
Friday, August 14, 2009
FAIL!
Remember that bit about starting a couch-to-5k program?
It all started with a good friend telling me that she was soooo excited to train for a 5k. My first thought was that this was a silly idea because, well, running is so... well, I hate running. The program she told me about sounded really good and easy enough, so thoughts of the possibility of training with her swirled in my head for a day or so. Then, I had half-ish of a beer with dinner, and suddenly, that couch-to-5k program sounded SO VERY AWESOME! I'd be a running runner! I'd be buff and fit and generally... yar! I shot my friend a quick message saying that I was in, and went on my first workout the next morning.
The first workout was fun. It felt completely manageable to do 60 seconds of running and 90 seconds of walking alternately for 20 minutes. I was only minorly sore, and because I also started riding my bike on the same day (INSANITY, THY NAME IS SONJA!), I never could tell if it was the running or the biking that made me sore.
This morning, I went on my second run-workout.
I knew I was in trouble when I felt absolutely zero motivation to actually go and do it. After my second running-minute, both of my knees ached ever so slightly (a warning - this stuff only gets worse with more exercise), and my shins felt a little splinty (or I'm a slightly hypochodriacal person, who knows). I was sweating and panting.
I suddenly remembered that I hate running. Hate it.
I couldn't think of any good reasons to make myself go through with this silly 5k thing.
So I'm not.
And I am so happy about it.
It all started with a good friend telling me that she was soooo excited to train for a 5k. My first thought was that this was a silly idea because, well, running is so... well, I hate running. The program she told me about sounded really good and easy enough, so thoughts of the possibility of training with her swirled in my head for a day or so. Then, I had half-ish of a beer with dinner, and suddenly, that couch-to-5k program sounded SO VERY AWESOME! I'd be a running runner! I'd be buff and fit and generally... yar! I shot my friend a quick message saying that I was in, and went on my first workout the next morning.
The first workout was fun. It felt completely manageable to do 60 seconds of running and 90 seconds of walking alternately for 20 minutes. I was only minorly sore, and because I also started riding my bike on the same day (INSANITY, THY NAME IS SONJA!), I never could tell if it was the running or the biking that made me sore.
This morning, I went on my second run-workout.
I knew I was in trouble when I felt absolutely zero motivation to actually go and do it. After my second running-minute, both of my knees ached ever so slightly (a warning - this stuff only gets worse with more exercise), and my shins felt a little splinty (or I'm a slightly hypochodriacal person, who knows). I was sweating and panting.
I suddenly remembered that I hate running. Hate it.
I couldn't think of any good reasons to make myself go through with this silly 5k thing.
So I'm not.
And I am so happy about it.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
things I have been doing instead of blogging
- twitter-ing
- facebook-ing
- flickr-ing
- watching Chuck, then re-watching Chuck
- talking other people into watching Chuck
- hanging out at the beach
- painting pottery with Bethany
- riding my bike with Noah on the back in his new bike seat
- cooking from my new cookbook
- starting a couch to 5K program to prove that I can do it
- playing board games with friends
- re-arranging furniture (IKEA has new stuff! Squeeee!)
- working
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