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So the Great Hospital Adventure with Emma earlier this week clinched what I was trying to do slowly and gently - weaning The Boy. We were already down to twice a day - and so I didn’t take The Pump with me. Moo no more. Once we got past the “Oh Boy! Mom’s Home!” excitement we’ve hit a few moments of great sadness and frustration with Mom from Colin who doesn’t understand why the booby-buffet is now closed. It appears this has broken his wittle heart, not that I don’t miss it (a bit) either. It *is* nice having my body back, however. He turns a year old on Sunday. He’s walking (some), grinding his new teeth in the most annoying fashion, and waving gleefully at passing cars. I admit (and I feel a little embarrassed, although I’m not sure why) I’m feeling the need for a Moment of Silence and a tissue for the tear as I acknowledge my baby’s transition into toddlerhood. I wasn’t this silly with Emma…maybe it’s because we’re certainly not planning on more children, I don’t know. Hm. And for Something Completely Different, whilst catching up on the blogs to the left I read a fine bit from Tightly Wound that really sums up my position on the A word. I’ve never been against it, politically, but I’ve never been *for* it, if you catch my meaning. Very nice.

No workout - cold has moved into chest. *hack* *wheeze*

Suuuucks. I thought I’d, at least, lift this morning and not do a long or intense cardio, but I was just so wiped out when I woke up I decided it wasn’t worth it. I need the rest more. Monday I reacquaint myself with discipline and focus. Bleah.

No workout yet this week. Sat. night Emma started vomiting roughly every hour to hour and a half…took her to the doc Sun. late AM and they gave her something to stop the nausea, but no dice. Still puking nearly 24 hours after it started and seriously dehydrated we called in and then went to the hospital. Good thing, it’s not like Em has a extra ounce to spare anyway, but her eyes were sunken, she was hallucinating and combative…it was ugly, really ugly. We were finally discharged yesterday afternoon (hence no Mon. workout) - she’s reconstituted rehydrated and has an antibiotic course in progress for a nasty infection in her u-tract somewhere - and she’s feeling fine ( I knew she was back to her old self the minute she started bring a crabby pain in the ass in the hospital - the Little Dictator in all her mightiness). This unhappy episode will result in a bunch of lab tests (of the ultrasound and VCUG varieties) and other nastiness before we see her pediactric urologist again in Nov. for her two-year surgery follow-up. We thought the reimplantation then to correct her vesicoureteral reflux corrected her, er, plumbing problem…hope the labs show this as a fluke, not a sign that it’s still a problem and perhaps more surgery might be in our future. Erg.

Of course, while we were in the hospital I was getting no rest (not that I slept Sat. night at all) and experiencing my usual allergic reaction to the place so, of course, I picked up a nasty summer cold. So I declined today’s workout since I’m tired, no where near as strong as usual, and I can’t do cardio with a miserably stuffed-up head. I feel lousy. Fri. looks to be the next time in - I hope this cold is mostly history by then.

Behind again. Router still crapped out, work still busy - c’est la vie.

Mon. did my upper body + cardio, Wed. my lower + shortened cardio because I had to relieve Brian (sick kid). Upped my leg press to 90 lbs. each side (180 lbs. total) and I soooo still feel it. This morning woke up late - power went off at 4 A.M. or so and I had forgotten to install batteries in my new clock. I just got dressed and dropped the kids off and went to work - meeting this morning I would have *just* made after a regularly-times workout. Also I was home sick yesterday with Em’s virus and still feel pretty lousy today, so I suppse I should just lay low and try not to encourage the virus to settle in and stay awhile. Wed. weight - 267.5!

My favorite fat broad consignment shop appears (from the sign I passed on my way in this morning) to be closing, much to my great sadness. I think I’ll have to pop in at lunch and see what good deals there are - I’ll buy tight so I have something to look forward to!

I’m behind on this - been busy at work (not even enough time to take a 15 I-don’t-smoke smoking break for this) and my router has taken the big crappola so no updates on home-time. Bleah. Ok, so I need to be so very brief: -Weight down to 268, so 20 lbs. down overall. -Used all Olga time I had left, so more Olga time means I have to shell out ca$h, so not for a while. I’m going commando solo.

I’m using a combo of machines, and I’m not sure who I’m helping by posting my weights, but here’s the down and dirty:

pecs: M 50 lb. 2/12

delts: C 20 lb. 2/10 standing or C 50 lb. 2/12 seated

traps: M 50 lb. 2/10

upper back: C 50 lb. 2/12

lower back: roman chair ‘crunch’ holding 10 lb. weight 2/12

biceps: D 15 2/12 doubles or 20 lb. 2/20 singles (each arm)

triceps: D 10 lb. 2/12 singles (each arm) or D 20 lb. double (overhead/reclined)

abs: M 100 lb. 2/20 or crunches 3/10+10

inner thigh: M 70 lb. 2/15

outer thigh: M 90 lbs. 2/15

hamstrings: K 90 lb. 2/10

quads: P 70 lb. (per) 2/12 or K 70 lb. 2/10

calves: P 70 lb. (per) 2/12

glutes: one-leg squats at bar 2/10 (each leg)

obliques: roman chair ‘crunch’ holding 10 lb. weight 2/12 (each side)

(M: Magnum machine; C: cable; D: dumbells; P: press; K: Keiser machine)