What's Your Most Recent NSV

Oma827

I favorited a Segway excursion on the shore-excursion list for our next cruise to discuss with husby - because I am under the weight limit now!

orangegato

Madwife2009 wrote: »

15th Parkrun this morning.

Wet, windy, miserable, steamed up glasses, dodge-the-puddles sort of parkrun . . . but my son and I finished. I had to run at a walking pace for some of it as my son was struggling with a tight chest (it usually goes off if he walks instead of running) and my foot and ankle were playing up but we made it through and got our tokens at the end. Another rubbish time but hey, we finished.

Sign of a dedicated Parkrunner/truly bad exercise-obsessed mother - my four year old volunteers at the finish funnel with her dad and brother. She's normally halfway down it but today she was at the front of it, so she could see the runners better I think. My son and I were running towards the finish when she starts screaming "I CAN SEE MUMMY!!!". We're about 300 yards away at this point and as we get closer, she's screaming louder and louder. She then jumps out in front of me about two yards from the finish line, with her arms outstretched for a hug, still screaming. I was just awful, I yelled at her to get out of the way so that I could get to the finish line. And of course, once I'd said it, I felt dreadful because she's just a little girl who had stood in the rain for over an hour, waiting for the run to start and then as a volunteer, saying "Well done" to everyone (all 444) who went through the finish line, and she just wanted to have a hug with her mum. It would have added a couple of seconds to my time. No big deal. I did go back, once past the finish line and before getting my token to give her a massive hug. Terrible behaviour. I am so ashamed. My poor little girl! My only excuse is that I was focused on the finish line . . . but I'm going to make it up to her by spending the afternoon playing with her. She may forgive me.

Your daughter loves you, will have a short memory for this, and will forgive you of course. Every parent has done stuff like this. No one is perfect. You may feel horrible, but you're not a horrible person or mother. Will there be another race? Then it will be different next time.

Kiwi_Billings

ckozl81 wrote: »

beerfoamy wrote: »

my 'Pennsylvania Psycho Ward' shirt is getting too big.
kind of an NSV but it is my favourite shirt EVER. Have had it since 2006 and when I bought it it didn't do up comfortably - I did buy it to wear over tshirts so that was fine.

Now it does up and doesn't gape when I sit down! that is def an NSV. Just will be sorry to give it up when it starts to look more tent-ish.

Find a way to repurpose it so you can keep wearing it.

I saw somebody post that it was really easy to alter large shirts, especially if it's a tee shirt. I would just have it altered for the new you so you can continue to enjoy wearing it!

MissMaggieMuffin

MistressSara wrote: »

Madwife2009 wrote: »

15th Parkrun this morning.

Wet, windy, miserable, steamed up glasses, dodge-the-puddles sort of parkrun . . . but my son and I finished. I had to run at a walking pace for some of it as my son was struggling with a tight chest (it usually goes off if he walks instead of running) and my foot and ankle were playing up but we made it through and got our tokens at the end. Another rubbish time but hey, we finished.

Sign of a dedicated Parkrunner/truly bad exercise-obsessed mother - my four year old volunteers at the finish funnel with her dad and brother. She's normally halfway down it but today she was at the front of it, so she could see the runners better I think. My son and I were running towards the finish when she starts screaming "I CAN SEE MUMMY!!!". We're about 300 yards away at this point and as we get closer, she's screaming louder and louder. She then jumps out in front of me about two yards from the finish line, with her arms outstretched for a hug, still screaming. I was just awful, I yelled at her to get out of the way so that I could get to the finish line. And of course, once I'd said it, I felt dreadful because she's just a little girl who had stood in the rain for over an hour, waiting for the run to start and then as a volunteer, saying "Well done" to everyone (all 444) who went through the finish line, and she just wanted to have a hug with her mum. It would have added a couple of seconds to my time. No big deal. I did go back, once past the finish line and before getting my token to give her a massive hug. Terrible behaviour. I am so ashamed. My poor little girl! My only excuse is that I was focused on the finish line . . . but I'm going to make it up to her by spending the afternoon playing with her. She may forgive me.

We all have those bad mom moments. You realized quickly though. It's good to confess, apologize, and do better.

I've been reading your updates a long, long time (this is a new account of mine) and your persistence inspires me.

Exactly this! Madwife I, too, have read your posts about the activities you do with your children and have commented on your amazing mothering skills. This was just one very small moment out of so many that you have with your children. I get that, as a parent, we beat ourselves up, feel guilty, etc. - try to let go of what happened and focus on the many, many, many good times!

kimothyschma

I was telling my aunt that I needed new clothes because of my weight loss, so she brought over some things that she doesn’t wear anymore. I guessed maybe I was a 10, but I ended up keeping a couple size 8 jeans that are even a little baggy, and I also got several like-new sweaters! I’m so happy and grateful because it got really suddenly cold and I was getting so tired of wearing big baggy sweatshirts and the same pair of jeans every day.

NewLIFEstyle4ME

The scale hasn't been moving much for the past couple of weeks or so, BUT had my measurements done today (after about a month from last check-in) and my overall body shrinkage is 4 inches, including 3 HUGE inches off of my waist line alone--YAY!!!

pennygm72

My NSV is that after 10 months of a very restrictive diet due to a health issue and having in recent weeks to start to retrain my brain to a new way of looking at food, this evening I have enjoyed wine and crisps and I don't know and I don't care how many calories or grams of fat were involved...

Oma827

This morning I walked 3.1 miles, 10,000+ steps, without stopping, for the very first time. I'm going to be able to finish the Turkey Trot! 3.1m = the 5K!!!

kxbrown27

Ran a 5K this morning and placed second in my age group with a 24:59. I also set a new 1 mile PR of 7:44. Pretty happy with those numbers.

rheddmobile

Madwife2009 wrote: »

15th Parkrun this morning.

Wet, windy, miserable, steamed up glasses, dodge-the-puddles sort of parkrun . . . but my son and I finished. I had to run at a walking pace for some of it as my son was struggling with a tight chest (it usually goes off if he walks instead of running) and my foot and ankle were playing up but we made it through and got our tokens at the end. Another rubbish time but hey, we finished.

Sign of a dedicated Parkrunner/truly bad exercise-obsessed mother - my four year old volunteers at the finish funnel with her dad and brother. She's normally halfway down it but today she was at the front of it, so she could see the runners better I think. My son and I were running towards the finish when she starts screaming "I CAN SEE MUMMY!!!". We're about 300 yards away at this point and as we get closer, she's screaming louder and louder. She then jumps out in front of me about two yards from the finish line, with her arms outstretched for a hug, still screaming. I was just awful, I yelled at her to get out of the way so that I could get to the finish line. And of course, once I'd said it, I felt dreadful because she's just a little girl who had stood in the rain for over an hour, waiting for the run to start and then as a volunteer, saying "Well done" to everyone (all 444) who went through the finish line, and she just wanted to have a hug with her mum. It would have added a couple of seconds to my time. No big deal. I did go back, once past the finish line and before getting my token to give her a massive hug. Terrible behaviour. I am so ashamed. My poor little girl! My only excuse is that I was focused on the finish line . . . but I'm going to make it up to her by spending the afternoon playing with her. She may forgive me.

Hopefully you'll both come to see the funny side of this. One of the reasons she loves you is how determined and competitive you are!

sugarandspice0404

I just completed my first week of Blogilates' Beginners 2.0 calendar! Everything hurts but at least I know that's progress!

julkasneg

Reading all the comments about how people start running/jogging/"plodding", I got inspired and today, when our family (my hubby, kids and I) went for a long walk along a river from one park to another, I decided to try jogging and see how far I can go. I really planned to run just 200 steps, then 1000, then... I jogged the whole distance between the parks, the entire 3.5 km (slightly more than 2 miles) without stopping once!!! and I felt like I could have continued for a longer distance...

I don't know where this endurance came from. Probably from a year of dancing Zumba on almost a daily basis.. I was just amazed at myself, at what I can do now! By the way, my current weight is 205 lb, which is down 65 lb from the starting point 10 months ago.

pearso21123

Yesterday my husband apologized to me for "stealing" my steps by going out to bring the trashcan in. We have a long driveway, so round trip gives me about 750 steps. The best thing was, he said he needed the steps for himself. Ha! I still remember the first time he saw me weighing my food, he laughed at me. Now, we're competing for the chores that give the most steps.

JaydedMiss

pearso21123 wrote: »

Yesterday my husband apologized to me for "stealing" my steps by going out to bring the trashcan in. We have a long driveway, so round trip gives me about 750 steps. The best thing was, he said he needed the steps for himself. Ha! I still remember the first time he saw me weighing my food, he laughed at me. Now, we're competing for the chores that give the most steps.

This made me smile lol. I consistently set myself stupid tasks just to get my step count up and people think im crazy. Super cute to have someone to be slightly manic with. so adorable lol

zharptichka

I can wear medium shirts. This is just so bizarre. (Also says a lot about vanity sizing lol). I'm also feeling pretty grateful for my figure. Despite still being several (30ish) pounds heavier than my mother and sister I can wear the same clothes and some even look better on me. It's a little petty but it makes me so happy to not feel like the frumpy one all the time.

jenilla1

Took it up a notch on weight training day. I haven't increased weight in a while, so I'm pretty excited about it.

pearso21123

JaydedMiss wrote: »

pearso21123 wrote: »

Yesterday my husband apologized to me for "stealing" my steps by going out to bring the trashcan in. We have a long driveway, so round trip gives me about 750 steps. The best thing was, he said he needed the steps for himself. Ha! I still remember the first time he saw me weighing my food, he laughed at me. Now, we're competing for the chores that give the most steps.

This made me smile lol. I consistently set myself stupid tasks just to get my step count up and people think im crazy. Super cute to have someone to be slightly manic with. so adorable lol

Lol. Yes, it is. I always do better with a little competition.

rcreynol3090

Over a year ago, my size 42 waist pants became too tight to zip or button, so I went completely size 44, relaxed fit, and comfort waist (elastic band) to boot. Lately with my post-bypass surgery weight loss, those pants were looking way too roomy (my butt is disappearing), so I pulled my only remaining pair of size 42 chinos out of the closet, and... They were LOOSE!
So I got online and ordered some size 40's, flat front (been wearing pleated front for years), and classic fit, NOT relaxed! Yea me!

Mrshamblen

Some time last year I injured my hip and did several months of physical therapy. In spite of only being allowed to do very light exercise, I lost 60 pounds.

I got the ok to go workout again and went back to my Zumba class. At 243 pounds I always needed a few breaks and wasn't always able to jump.

At 183 pounds I didn't need a break and I was shocked that I kept up and now I can even jump! I'm so excited and I wonder if as I continue to lose I'll be able to keep up with the women who workout in the front row of the class.