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Race 1/49 – Lifeskills Run for Autism

This past Saturday, April 11th, we did our first of 49 athletic events!

A little backstory first…

My wife works for the WKU Kelly Autism Program. As you can infer from the program name, it is a program designed to provide assistance and support for individuals with autism and Asperger’s. The program she works for recently held a 4 Mile Run and 1 Mile Walk to fundraise for their services.

Since she works for the program, we had to be there bright and early to help. Obviously, Moon Pie had to come, too.

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The turnout was pretty impressive. I was especially impressed by this young woman. I am afraid I can’t remember her name right now, but she has autism (and in fact, did not even speak until she was five years old). She sang the National Anthem before the start of the race.

Wow. That’s all I can say.

As I said in my last blog post, I am going to wear a different dork shirt to each race. For this race, I am wearing my Garbage Pail Kid Adam Bomb shirt!

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This will also be the first shirt in my dork quilt.

Tina and I were doing the walk instead of the run, which means I was allowed to be slightly obnoxious and take pictures as we went. (I promise – I didn’t stop walking. I snapped as I walked.)

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We pushed little guy in his stroller. He was pretty much zonked out by the time we were done.

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It was a nice, easy way to start our recommitment to a physically healthy life. And it was fun – this is only the third “race” I’ve been involved with. I definitely understand how people get hooked on this!

We’ve already signed up for our second “race.” It’s on April 27th!

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An Open Letter to Four Month Old Moon Pie

Dear Moon Pie,

Where is the time going?! You are four month old today! A third of a year has already gone since you’ve been here, and yet it both feels like you have been here forever and no time at all.

People tell me that you look just like me. Other people tell me you look just like Tina. To me, you just look like you. And you, dear sir, are adorable.

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I’m sure all parents think their children are advanced, and your mom and I are no difference. One way that we suspect you are advanced is that you started the dreaded four month sleep regression a few weeks early. You’re definitely not sleeping through the night quite as well as you used to, and yet it’s kind of hard to be mad when you’re cooing and talking at us at 3 a.m.

You started rolling this month, even though you don’t really seem to enjoy doing it that month. You aren’t crawling just yet, but you sure can manage to scoot around in pretty much any position we put you in.

What else happened this month? You had your first Christmas! We took our first cheesy family Christmas card. This Christmas was fun, but I can only imagine how much fun next Christmas will be when you actually know what is going on.

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This is also the month that we let you try “solid” food for the first time. Okay, it was pureed organic sweet potatoes mixed with a little breast milk, and yes, we were technically supposed to wait until you were four months old, but… c’mon, I think my parents fed me country ham when I was a month old.

You’ve inspired your mom and I to get healthier. Don’t get me wrong; we’ve had our slip ups, but there have been many times that thinking of you have helped us make better food choices or work out a little bit harder. It’s my hope that the only way you ever knew your dad was fat is by looking at old photos.

Is it possible that in just two months, you’ll be half a year old? Seriously, someone needs to make time slow down. It isn’t really supposed to go this fast, is it?

Moon Pie at Four months

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For comparison, Moon Pie at Three months…

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Two months…

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And One month…

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Likes:
Growling (Seriously – it’s the greatest thing I’ve ever heard)
“Talking”
Sweet potatoes
Going bat crap crazy and crying (we hear this happens to a lot of babies in month 4 – feel free to advance right out of this stage, too)

Dislikes:
Naps (How can my child dislike naps? You get that craziness from your mother.)
Being hungry (Your hunger tolerance lasts about three seconds. You get that from your dad.)

Love,
Mom & Dad

P.S. – We would have gotten a picture of you smiling, but see your likes – you were in a fussy mood and could not be consoled, so rather than keep taking pictures, we decided we’d just post a fussy baby pic so Mom could pick you up and love on you.
P.P.S. – You kept being fussy for a while longer.

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Worst rejection ever

I got a letter in the mail last week.

It was a small envelope, so I immediately knew what it was. I was hoping for a thick packet, but this was just a simple #10 business envelope. Without even opening it, I knew what it said.

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It wasn’t a rejection letter from a writing submission. I get those all the time. I’m used to those. (In fact, the real rejection in writing comes from not receiving a rejection letter, but that is another story for another day.)

No, this was from SunLife Insurance.

I have never had any Life Insurance other than what my employer gives me automatically. I think it’s $25,000.

When my son was born, I knew I had to take out an insurance policy on myself. After all, if something happens to me, I want to make sure he is cared for. When annual open enrollment at my workplace came around, I signed up for $200,000 worth of life insurance. It was going to cost me $11 a month. Sounded like a good deal.

I thought that was the end of it. I expected it to be a simple process like signing up for medical insurance when you started a job. You just get it. The end.

And I thought that, until about two days before school let out for Christmas break. I got an email from HR that said I needed to fill out a form. Standard; everyone who takes out life insurance has to fill out such a form.

Still, I was not panicked.

Until I opened the form. It was extremely short.

Name. Social. Birthdate. Do I smoke or drink? Height. Weight.

Crap.

Jeremy Logsdon.
Social entered.
April 19, 1978.
I never smoke, never have. I virtually never drink (maybe twice per year).
Six feet tall.
370 pounds.

I didn’t lie. I sure thought about shaving one hundred pounds off that number, but what if I had to actually take a medical exam? The form even stated that all information must be accurate and may be checked for veracity. So, I entered the information and hit submit.

I was hopeful. I hoped that it was just a formality. Enter your info and get life insurance! Take care of your family after you die!

But nope. Not for me. That thin letter said I could not take care of my family after I die. If I die, Tina and Moon Pie get nothing but burial expenses.

I was rejected.

No life insurance policy.

And truthfully, I understand why, and it scares me.

I am a death risk. The chances of me dying are far too high in the next year.

This is unacceptable.

I refuse to be a death risk any longer.

All year, I am going to hit my weight loss as hard as I can. I will count points. I will watch what I eat. I will limit unclean foods. I will move my body. I will put on muscle and lose fat.

I will not die.

Next November, I will sign up for life insurance again.

I will be approved this time.

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Window Seat: San Diego Babymoon, Day Four, 05.15.12

One quick thing I want to say about picture posts – despite the fact that it looks like I have TONS of photos (and I do), I really do try to not be one of those people who live on their cameras. I’m very much a fan of “live your life, don’t document it.” At the same time, you should see how many photos I took that aren’t worth keeping. I snap quickly, put the camera away, and move on. This results in some awesome photos and some duds. Basically, know that I don’t live behind the lens, but I do like to take lots of photos and journal because it keeps the memories more alive for me.

This post (along with all of the other San Diego posts that will follow) were actually written while in San Diego. I hope you enjoy this recap of our babymoon! Be warned – this is very photo heavy.

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We slept in a little later this morning than usual, but we were still down at breakfast by 8 a.m. Breakfast is the same thing everyday; I’m very thankful they have fresh fruit, so I’m at least getting some nutrients there.

We went to Sea World, which opened at 10 a.m. Oy vey, the day started off rough. We got in a VERY short line (maybe 12 people in front of us, max) to exchange our vouchers for tickets. We didn’t get our tickets until forty-five minutes later. Every single person in line was taking about ten to fifteen minutes with their transaction. Ours was over in less than two minutes. I do NOT understand why the line took so long. Regardless, by about 10:50, we were headed into the park.

The rest of the day was awesome. We went to the Shamu Show at noon, which was truly incredible.

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We grabbed a quick bite of lunch, and on our way to lunch, we saw some other people having a dolphin expedition.

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We also enjoyed the various aquariums around the park.

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After the Shamu show, we checked out a few various exhibits and went to an amazing acrobatics, dolphin, bird, and whale show called Blue Horizons.

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Leaving the show, we saw this lady with this awesome backpack.

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All day long, Tina and I have talked about a half-serious-but-not-really-but-yeah-kinda-really desire to move to San Diego and get a job training marine animals at Sea World. Tina is a biologist; I’ve got a degree in psychology. We could make it happen.

We signed up for a Behind the Scenes tour at 3:45. The coolest thing ever happened. We were on the tour alone! Just the two of us, so we literally got a private tour of some behind-the-scenes magic at Sea World.

We got to feed romaine lettuce to some sea turtles, but the coolest part was getting to see some of the animals that, for various reasons (usually rehabilitation), were not out in the main park. We saw the hospital and the water treatment facilities; it was amazing.

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By this point in the day, our feet were toast. Tina wore sandals, and she’s pregnant, so her feet were super tired. Still, we trudged over to the penguin habitat, because we’re both fans.

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And finally, after five o’clock and completely wiped, we drove back to the hotel, showered, and are prepared to just sit back, relax, and watch Glee. Don’t judge.

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A Successful Christmas Weigh-In

Before I brag on myself too much, let me say that I am still carrying extra weight from the move. When Tina and I bought a new house to move into over the holiday seasons AND caring for an infant, well… let’s just say that a LOT of meals consisted of running through the drive-thru. My eating and exercise habits went out the window.

So I’m still battling that.

But, I weighed in on Saturday, December 22nd, before Christmas, at 378 pounds.

I did take a few days off for Christmas. I won’t lie. I’ll do it probably every year. But after Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, I got back on track. So how did I fare Saturday morning, December 29th, at Weight Watchers?

December 29, 2012
Weight: 377.2
Change from Last Week: -0.8 pounds
Change from Highest: -25.6 pounds

Woo hoo! I will happily take that! I lost 0.8 pounds OVER Christmas week. I can’t even tell you how excited I am about that!

I even rocked my new Power Ranger t-shirt to my weigh-in this morning. This shirt is going to be my weigh-in shirt for a few weeks. I have decided that I am going to wear this shirt until I am out of the 370s, and then, I’ll select a new dorky shirt to wear for the 360s. And again the same for the 350s, all the way down ’til goal weight.

And yes, it’s the Green Ranger, and I am definitely partial to the Blue Ranger, but this is the only design this shirt comes in. The second they make it in other Ranger colors is the second I own them all.

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And as ordered by Josie , I am smiling this week!

My wife and I have an agreement. We’re going to use our weight loss efforts to motivate and reward each other. She’s ready to get rid of her pregnancy weight and get down to her ideal weight.

Every time I lose ten pounds, I get a reward. For my first ten pound loss, I’m choosing Hatchet and Hatchet II on Blu-Ray. (Remember, I’m a huge horror movie fan.)

Every time Tina loses eight pounds, she gets a reward. I think she’s planning on adding charms to her Pandora charm bracelet.

Here’s the catch. We must BOTH reach our goal. So if I lose ten but she only loses six, I don’t get my reward until she’s reached eight. If I lose six and she loses eight, she has to wait until I hit ten pounds lost.

This way, we plan to keep each other motivated, because her success is crucial to my reward, too.

Of course, the most important reward is that we get to be healthier and live longer, and now that we are parents, this little guy needs us.

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12-31-13 - 412.0
1-3-14 - 407.0 (-5.0 pounds total)