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I have just finished my 3rd week of UBC. It seems to be going so fast. When I think about it, I can see that I have worked out 20 of the last 23 days. Is that possible? Me? But it has honestly been great. I have felt so spoiled to be able to count on this time each day and have my wonderful husband holding down the fort so I can go. (Thanks honey!) My parents even came and spent the night last night since Dan is out of town so I could go work out this morning. (Thanks Mom and Dad!) I'm sure they thought it was a weird reason for me to ask for help, but they came anyway and I really appreciated it. Yesturday, I had to go to the 6 am workout since Dan was going to be gone last night and I didn't want to be gone the entire time my parents were here. The morning workouts are always good, but yesturday was the first day that I would have given ANYTHING to stay in bed. My Thursday workout didn't end until almost 9 pm and then I had to go grocery shopping, so it was after midnight by the time I had everything put away and got to bed. I don't sleep well when I know I have to get up early, so it was a fitful sleep and then I basically watched the clock from 4 to 5 am afraid I was going to oversleep. Five o'clock came around and I was sooo tired. I was trying so hard to think of a way to work out later. But to no avail. I knew I had to do it then or I would miss my chance. I hadn't missed a workout yet and as I said, I even had my parents coming in last night so I wouldn't miss one today. So I got my tired bootie up out of bed and went to work out. I wish I could say that once I got there, I snapped out of it and had an awesome workout. But I was dragging the entire time. It felt like a lowsy workout to me, BUT I was sweating and red faced and in need of plenty of water, so it must have been ok. I am happy I went. It would have been nice to sleep, but I made this committment and I would have been VERY disappointed with myself (once I fully woke up) if I missed just because I didn't feel like getting up. (When all the older kids went to school, I put in Little Mermaid and fell into a coma while Tess watched her movie. I don't have it too rough ;o)

So just 2 more weeks to the half way point. I am looking forward to it. It has been an exercise in discipline not to get on the scale. I am looking forward to checking in on my progress (and that of the other girls), even with the fitness test. (And I really dislike fitness tests) But for the first time in my life, I'm doing pushups! Granted, they are modified (or girl) pushups, but that's still huge for me. I swore them off at birth, so this is good.

Meanwhile, I started getting a cold on Thursday. It was inevitable, really. Dan and Alyssa have both had them. They both say they couldn't have given me theirs because they still have them, so I guess I got mine from somewhere else, though. I was REALLY hoping to make it through this 10 weeks without getting a cold or sick. I am such a baby when I don't feel good, even if it is just a cold. And I can't imagine doing all the cardio with either snot running down my face or with being stuffed up and unable to breathe or hacking up a lung. So I decided to try Zycam. It's the stuff that you are supposed to take at the first sign of a cold and it is supposed to shorten the duration and severity of your cold. I hadn't ever tried it before, but from the few people I've heard talk about it (mostly on the radio, so I don't even k now if that counts) they really swear by it. It is a little pricey, so I hope it works, but if it does, it will be so worth it. I started it before bed on Thursday night and so far I have been happy. I will give a full review on this product in a week or two, depending on how it all turns out :o) Stay tuned...