<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712</id><updated>2011-07-16T22:32:54.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keaton &amp; Mom - Our Journey to Wellness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-4046632703208645822</id><published>2010-09-18T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T08:25:00.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sept 18, 2010</title><content type='html'>We did good....for a while.&amp;nbsp; And like what often happens, life got in the way.&amp;nbsp; Emotions were jumbled. Schedules were changed. New challenges stepped forward to drain my energy.&amp;nbsp; Old challenges continued.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also joy.&amp;nbsp; Milestones to celebrate. Relationships to nurture.&amp;nbsp; Recipes to try.&amp;nbsp; Bananas that didn't get eaten when they should that &lt;strong&gt;HAD&lt;/strong&gt; to be made into bread.....&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;with chocolate chips&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are....regrouped.&amp;nbsp; Reinforced with goals in hand, people to turn to, game plans to play when celebrations come up with food, tools to handle sadness, loneliness and disappointment that do not involve calories.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is football Saturday in our town.&amp;nbsp; Games for both boys this morning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Elance chocolate shake in hand, I raise a toast to our health and wellness and to fresh starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-4046632703208645822?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4046632703208645822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/09/sept-18-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/4046632703208645822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/4046632703208645822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/09/sept-18-2010.html' title='Sept 18, 2010'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-1300313241498859207</id><published>2010-08-09T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T16:03:47.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Six and Six</title><content type='html'>In her words....&lt;br /&gt;Today is a good day....today is a fabulous day.&amp;nbsp; As I looked at Keaton and asked him what he would like me to write he said, "My life is getting to be better."&amp;nbsp; I could not ask for a more precious gift.&amp;nbsp; You see Keaton and I began a new journey on August 1.&amp;nbsp; Really it is the same journey we have been traveling on for quite some time.&amp;nbsp; However, now we have chosen a different vehicle to get us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;To date &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Keaton&lt;/span&gt; has&lt;/span&gt; lost 6 lbs &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; have&lt;/span&gt; lost 6.5 lbs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and we are feeling great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were introduced to the Body Wise company a few months when my dad started a weight loss plan.&amp;nbsp; He didn't really say much to me about it and like most other things, I figured he would spend lots of money, have 0 results and then hear nothing more about it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly he started losing weight without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June he gave me a canister of powder to try when I wanted and let him know what I thought.&amp;nbsp; Sadly I didn't have any idea what I had and only made a shake here and there.&amp;nbsp; By the end of August my dad had lost 39 lbs and I had lost nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July&amp;nbsp;26 I agreed to go to a meeting and see what this was all about.&amp;nbsp; I jokingly told a friend I was going to a "fat persons meeting".&amp;nbsp; As I listened to the people talk about Body Wise I learned of a company dedicated to health and well-being.&amp;nbsp; I have known for a long time, if I wanted to help Keaton, I had to help myself.&amp;nbsp; Also, anything we did had to be for the entire family.&amp;nbsp; That night I made a commitment to my/our health.&amp;nbsp; My product would be here later in the week so I decided Aug 2, my birthday would be our start date.&amp;nbsp; I would give myself and my family the gift of health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today....one week later....we are having success.&amp;nbsp; Not only are we learning how to eat through out our lifetime and losing weight in the process....I just found out I will be receiving a check in a few days for $119.32.&amp;nbsp; That was a side effect I was not expecting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the potential to share this with others, Keaton and I are reaping rewards.&amp;nbsp; Never have we felt so good, had more energy or experienced weight loss together.&amp;nbsp; We will continue to share our journey here.&amp;nbsp; I am sure we will have starts and stops, hit bumps in the road and have days we feel discouraged, yet we have the knowledge and support system now to get through them and achieve our dream of health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his words...&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I have started with program with my mom.&amp;nbsp; I want to tell my friends and my family that I have lost 6 lbs while I have had Body Wise shakes.&amp;nbsp; I am proud I am becoming a better healthy person.&amp;nbsp; We have been going on walks every few nights and i am really glad about that.&amp;nbsp; Today when i was coming back from my friends, I walked the whole way and that is one mile.&amp;nbsp; So i am glad that I did that.&amp;nbsp; Just today I realized that my health is getting to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel irritated when I see the number on the scale every day and I am making that all go away.&amp;nbsp; I feel more than happy that the numbers on the scale are going down and right away I go make my breakfast shake ...and it is really good too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want all you guys to know that while you are reading this you may contact us to get on this program to have a better life.&amp;nbsp; I am happy that I am getting healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For info check out &lt;a href="http://www.bodywise.com/"&gt;http://www.bodywise.com/&lt;/a&gt; or give me a message to contact you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight there is an informative conference call anyone can listen to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;507-726-3444 passcode 45259&amp;nbsp; The call is at 7 p.m. mountain time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-1300313241498859207?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1300313241498859207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/08/six-and-six.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/1300313241498859207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/1300313241498859207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/08/six-and-six.html' title='Six and Six'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-8000403222175625194</id><published>2010-08-07T10:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T10:53:14.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Is Coming</title><content type='html'>I am waiting until Monday to post the details of our journey details.&amp;nbsp; Winds of change are blowing....it may be a slight breeze but Ican feel it.....it feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-8000403222175625194?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8000403222175625194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/08/something-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/8000403222175625194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/8000403222175625194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/08/something-is-coming.html' title='Something Is Coming'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-86280915170341480</id><published>2010-07-02T17:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:46:19.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Day</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;In his words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yesterday&amp;nbsp;my friend called me up and said can you play today.&amp;nbsp;I asked my mom and she said yes but when&amp;nbsp;I asked she was blow drying her hair&amp;nbsp;so she said it would take 30 minutes before we could leave.&amp;nbsp; So I said can I just walk there. My mom&amp;nbsp;said yes.&amp;nbsp; So&amp;nbsp;when I got there I called my mom and she said it was 1 mile from our front door to his front door.&amp;nbsp; As soon as I heard that I was so excited.&amp;nbsp; I didn't even know I was walking a mile.&amp;nbsp; I just hurried to do it so I could see my friend.&amp;nbsp; I didn't even know it was exercise.&amp;nbsp; I guess when you want something really bad,&amp;nbsp;playing with my friend, you don't even realize it's exercise.&amp;nbsp; Mom says I can walk to his house anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This morning I did pilates with my mom.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday I was grumpy during exercise so today I wanted to feel better.&amp;nbsp; I felt quite good cause it was very calming and actually felt good about it.&amp;nbsp; After our workout,I found out that I lost 1lb and 8 oz this morning so then I was so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Can I get a raise the roof!!!!&amp;nbsp; Raise the roof!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Who let Keaton out....who who who who who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sung to Who let the dogs out&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In her words:&amp;nbsp; Keaton really said it all.&amp;nbsp; And yes he is dancing around singing "who let keaton out..who who who who."&amp;nbsp; I learned again from him.&amp;nbsp; He is so right.&amp;nbsp; When we are doing things we love we don't realize it is "EXCERCISE".&amp;nbsp; It is just fun.&amp;nbsp; Fitness should push our bodies but how better if it is something we enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-86280915170341480?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/86280915170341480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/86280915170341480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/86280915170341480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-day.html' title='A Good Day'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-7523253832609642044</id><published>2010-07-01T11:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T11:09:03.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Going</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In his words:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There is 6&amp;nbsp;more months in the year so today is the first day of July. I want to be a better looking person by the end of the year.Each day&amp;nbsp;I want it to count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today while&amp;nbsp; was working out I wasn't very happy because I didn't go with my dad and I feel kind of sick to my stomach because I left my brother.&amp;nbsp; But now I feel happy since I worked and helped my mom.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We&amp;nbsp;put effort into my work out today.&amp;nbsp; When it was all done I said, "YES!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In my words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everyday this journey teaches me.&amp;nbsp; We have a circuit training 30 minute workout that we did this morning.&amp;nbsp; I just can't let another day go by and not get our 30 minutes in.&amp;nbsp; We have been walking in the evenings but there is just something about starting my day&amp;nbsp;dedicating&amp;nbsp;the first 30 minutes to my health and wellness.&amp;nbsp; I want the same for Keaton....for all my children.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday Taron chose to spend a couple days with his dad and Keaton opted to stay home.&amp;nbsp; He woke up this morning really missing his brother and as we began our workout he was a bit grumpy and negative.&amp;nbsp; Once completed, I looked over and he had such a grand smile on his face.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The smile, not only from&amp;nbsp;being done,&amp;nbsp;radiated his pride and testified to me of the physical/chemical change that accompanies pushing our bodies&amp;nbsp;even just a little.&amp;nbsp; I love that feeling.&amp;nbsp; I think Keaton is starting to&amp;nbsp;like it also.&amp;nbsp; I tried to make him aware of the endorphins and how they make him feel.&amp;nbsp; That feeling doesn't just happen.&amp;nbsp; He will have to work to have it again.&amp;nbsp; I can't help but&amp;nbsp;relate this to our belief in the&amp;nbsp;Savior.&amp;nbsp; As&amp;nbsp;I have tried to facilitate moments where they can feel the spirit (family home evening, telling stories, church attendance, service). I will then try to make them aware and articulate the emotions they feel with it.&amp;nbsp; Just as if we stop trying to achieve that feeling with the Savior our testimony can falter, it is the same with physical activity and endorphins.&amp;nbsp; Every day we have to strive for the good things we want in our lives.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Keaton for teaching me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-7523253832609642044?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7523253832609642044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-still-going.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/7523253832609642044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/7523253832609642044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-still-going.html' title='I&apos;m Still Going'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-8597249943661930273</id><published>2010-06-21T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:02:35.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;want to at least write 4 times a week on my blog/journal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I want to l&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ose&lt;/span&gt; 20 pounds before school starts and that is in 2 &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;months&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last night I went to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;baseball game and I ate&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;wait.... when I woke up I weighed myself&amp;nbsp;and I lost 5pounds. I was so exited to tell everyone .We have been going to the park on weak&amp;nbsp;days&amp;nbsp;to eat lunch and after&amp;nbsp;we eat we go walking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am motivated on doing this..I just haven't been posting.&amp;nbsp; Been with my dad for the last four weeks so I couldn't post.&amp;nbsp; Now I am home and I will be doing my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-8597249943661930273?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8597249943661930273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-goals.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/8597249943661930273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/8597249943661930273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-goals.html' title='Summer Goals'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-131953476003926997</id><published>2010-04-12T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:12:36.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still on it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;155 cals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;85 fat cals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;19 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;            &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hi&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-131953476003926997?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/131953476003926997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-still-on-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/131953476003926997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/131953476003926997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-still-on-it.html' title='I&apos;m still on it.'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-6648378543267714349</id><published>2010-01-19T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:23:47.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days Strong</title><content type='html'>Calories- 132&lt;br /&gt;Time 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Activity- Day 2 of 30 Day Fitness Challenge in Wii Active&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his words -&lt;em&gt;I am so proud about today.  I did better than yesterday.  I am proud that I have changed from not wanting to do it to wanting to do it.  I want to lose 30 pounds by my birthday Aug 30 besides run my mile under the time they want.  Calvin my school day janitor said that at the end of the year he will run with me for my mile.  He told me he was in the Navy.  I have a Navy shirt that my uncle gave to me and when it was Veteran's day I wore it and wrote go Calvin.  He is a big supporter to me and I love him as a friend.  He says that I am his best friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have a game on the Wii and it is called Wii Active.  That is how I burned 132 cal.  Each day it gives my different exercises that I can do for 30 minutes.  I get out my sweat rag and a bottle of water.  As soon as I turn it on the sweat starts.  Whenever I waake up I don't turn on the light and wake up my brother Taron and I sit on the side of my bed and I say "I am going to lose 30 lbs before Aug 30."  I can do this.  When I reach my goal we are going to have a little party with healthy snacks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am proud of my Mom for motivating me and not letting me say "I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the Wii fit was not the most productive as far as getting Keaton moving.  The Active 30 Day Challenge is amazing.  He did it yesterday and today.  It moves quickly.  Shows progress along the way.  Always something new to do and full of motivation.  I think this will be a great way to keep things interesting for this 9 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, my Keaton, I see you strive to achieve your goals and my heart swells with joy.  As your mother I want nothing more than to shelter you from every pain and burden you will face in this life.  Yet, I know that is not the plan for us.  I wish you didn't have my genetic disposition for wonderfully rich foods, leisure activity and the desire to use food to parallel with every emotion.  I have struggled for years and now see the struggle you face.  Childhood is difficult as it is.  You are strong and powerful.  You inspire others around you everywhere you go.  Your love and sincerity shine through.  When Keaton told me about Calvin I felt a tear hit my cheek.  Everyone wants you to succeed as much as I do.  Be strong and not weary.  I am by your side.  Your Heavenly Father will carry you when you need to be carried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that but I feel it is Keaton that carries me.  I am truly blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-6648378543267714349?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6648378543267714349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-days-strong.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/6648378543267714349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/6648378543267714349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-days-strong.html' title='Two Days Strong'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-4665433208320467419</id><published>2010-01-18T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:27:55.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm  Still Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It has been a while since I last got on this but I have been doing pretty good.  Most every day I have been running and walking up and down our stairs.  But I need to get focused again.  I have been doing pilates with my mom and do good with that too.  I hope to get back to my blog more so I can be pushed more to be healthy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Mom- It sure has been hard to get back into a routine since coming back from the school break.  We hope to get back with it.  I have been attending water aerobics Mon thru Fri and love it.  But then it is harder for me to be motivated to more in the afternoon.  Our desire is there and this week we hope to get back to it full force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.  Thanks for all the support for Keaton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-4665433208320467419?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4665433208320467419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/4665433208320467419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/4665433208320467419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m  Still Here'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-8397602965731291986</id><published>2009-12-18T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:42:37.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plugging Along</title><content type='html'>This week has been crazy!!!!   Keaton is enduring it well.  We may not be posting every day this week but Keaton has kept up on his mile each day and continues to make better food choices.  He is leaving for the weekend and will return to me on Christmas Eve (very sad).  I am sure he will work hard with his dad.  (HINT HINT STEPHEN....please work with him while in your care.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you my baby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-8397602965731291986?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8397602965731291986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/plugging-along.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/8397602965731291986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/8397602965731291986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/plugging-along.html' title='Plugging Along'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-5634534583130083693</id><published>2009-12-15T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:10:38.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;22:30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 mile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3.9&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;89.5 cal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;170 pulse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his own words....I am feeling better about myself because my time is getting better.  I am doing good about my weight.  Friday when I weighed myself I had lost 2.4 lbs. (WOW)  My black pants when I first got them were really tight but now they are really loose.  Whenever I play football with my friends, my pants fall down.  I am glad that it is doing that but not when it falls down.  Now I don't have to have a motivator.  All I have to look at is myself being good trying to get this done.  I have been having fun with my friend Austin.  We just finished the book Diary of the Wimpy Kid, Rodricks Rules in three days.  Now I am working on Diary, Dog Days with my friend Sam.  I am doing really good about food choices.  Every time I get home from school I ask if I can have an orange and she says yes.  It is so juicy.  It is different from before because I would have cookies or chips or something.  But now, the new me, I don't like being the big kid anymore so I made good choices on what I am eating. (Awesome)  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;Keaton surprises me each day with his efforts.  Today, I was heading home from ISU when he walked in from school.  I got a call on my cell phone and what did my ears hear but the sound of Keaton asking if it was ok to have an orange for snack.  I am not going to lie.  In the past I have been afraid to be away from home when he got home because I feared what foods he would try to sneak before I got there.  Now, he wants to eat healthy.  Quickly he reminded me we were out of oranges and he would need more for tomorrow.  :)  I went produce shopping while he was at scouts.  This is finals week for me and sadly I have put off an entire semester of writing for this week.  Translation, I am not making dinner.  Even with less than perfect dinner choices he is holding strong.  Way to go my boy!!  You make me so proud to be your mother.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-5634534583130083693?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5634534583130083693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-back.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/5634534583130083693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/5634534583130083693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-back.html' title='I Am Back'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-5147280172791272525</id><published>2009-12-10T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:03:17.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day</title><content type='html'>Thursday Dec 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;101 cal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;31.7 fat cal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.00 miles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4.0 laps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;23:25 (CHECK THAT OUT)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pulse 172&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;In his words...&lt;em&gt;I think I did good today  with what I was eating.  I didn't have seconds with breakfast or lunch. (AWESOME!)  I wanted to have a cucumber for snack.  While I was pealing it Taron, my brother, said let's hurry and show mom our sledding slides and when I did that mom ate it.  I feel very good about the comments I am getting.  Sometime they make my mom cry.  I am really happy about the time I did on my mile because that is the lowest I have ever gotten and I did it by myself with no motivation.  Yesterday I was kind of nervous about putting my real feelings on the blog but mom encouraged me to be honest.  This is my journey and I have to be honest.  I feel better about myself today because I made good choices about not having seconds and getting my mile in.  That's all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keaton is my inspiration.  I am grateful for his decision.  This evening grandma stopped by and was here when I got home from class.  A little later, my sister Sharen, her husband and baby Jaxon stopped by&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;with holiday treats.  It really would have been easy for Keaton to back out of his workout.  Once in there....on his own...he pushed himself to beat his last mile.  Just a little thought about yesterday.  Keaton really struggles with what he wanted to share.  He was really hard on himself but didn't want to disappoint people (I think himself.)  I realize it is more that just what he eats and how much he runs.  This journey is also about dealing with the reason he (and I) struggle with our weight.  If you knew Keaton, you would know his love is big enough to take everyone in.  He tries to protect me.  He worries about those around us.  I can't say I don't have my struggles with him, but overall he really is my light and strength.  For me this is not about him loosing weight.  It is about stopping the pain.  Tomorrow he is going to weigh first thing in the morning.  I am hoping for a positive reading (or should I say a negative one).  This kid deserves it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-5147280172791272525?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5147280172791272525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/5147280172791272525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/5147280172791272525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-8221945623665037271</id><published>2009-12-09T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:28:18.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wed---Have to Regroup</title><content type='html'>In his words.....&lt;em&gt;I didn't do my mile today but ...and I didn't do a good choice of foods.  At breakfast I had seconds and while my mom was at class I had a bagel with cream cheese and a bowl of cereal after she told me to have a fruit or a vegetable while she was gone.  I didn't do my mile but I want to work harder on doing it.  There is a reason why  mom tells me to get it done early...so I can do the fun stuff when mom gets home and in the evening.  But I did make a good choice for dinner. I helped make a green salad and I said that steak isn't so good for you mom because it has fat.  But if you don't eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of the steak it can be healthy for you sometimes.  My goal for tomorrow is to make good food choices and get my mile done before mom gets back from class.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a little more difficult than the last few days.  On Wed and Thurs I have class from 4-6:30.  High snacking time.  I gave Keaton very specific instructions for while I was gone.  Get his exercise done and only fruit or veg for snack.  Neither of which happened.  I planned to pick up some steak and lettuce on my way home for dinner.  I got home and was disappointed.  But we talked about just doing better the next day.  Like forgiveness, we try again and do better.  Now he understands much better why I encourage him to get the exercise in early.  On the bright side.....the kids did play out back sledding for an hour while I was in class and that really is one of the best workouts.....you don't know it is exercise.  So we will all try better tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I didn't do much better today....My meals were good but while going to the store just for lettuce and steak, I found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Boston&lt;/span&gt; baked beans and covered almonds in the bulk session.  Bad choice Tara, but oh so good right now as I am all alone and wanting a little treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-8221945623665037271?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8221945623665037271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/wed-have-to-regroup.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/8221945623665037271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/8221945623665037271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/wed-have-to-regroup.html' title='Wed---Have to Regroup'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-4459067356958451284</id><published>2009-12-08T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:59:05.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;144 cal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;45.3 fat cal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.5 miles (yeah!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 laps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;29:58 -Keaton wants everyone to know he did the same distance as the day before in 24:40....shaved off four minutes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;In his words...&lt;em&gt;ummm....which one would be better...chicken Alfredo or pizza stick?...it is hard to make a good choice when I don't know which is better.  I chose pizza stick for lunch at school.  When I got home from school I had a banana for snack.  After I ate that I felt better because I am making good choices.  Then at scouts I made a present for my grandma and as soon as I got home I told my family and mom said it was time to go do a mile and a half.  I didn't grumble.  My family motivated me by turning on the radio and dancing and that helped me get through it faster.  Mom pushed me to go faster than yesterdays time and I wanted to get more cal and fat cal than yesterday so I ended up beating my time and going 1.5 miles total.  My mom was wiping my face and back and stomach with the towel because I was sweating really hard.  We had fun working together----AWESOME!!!  I am happy I got my mile done before Biggest Loser and I can watch from the beginning.  &lt;strong&gt;See you tomorrow everyone out there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just can not say enough about how wonderful Keaton's desire is.  I do have to remind him to do his mile, yet he is not grumbling and fighting it.  I think he is actually wanting and realizing it is better to get it done and then feel good about the rest of the evening.  I was really sore today from dancing around so much yesterday so today I just encouraged him.  I kept upping his speed and I have officially become the sweat wiper offer (a job I will gladly perform to see my son try so hard).  Dinner was simple this evening-fiesta lime chicken, steamed rice and sweet corn.  I ran out of lettuce for our salads but was not about to go to the store just for that.  Busy day with scouts early for Keaton and Taron has scouts in the evening but we managed to get snow shoveled, Taron to dentist, workout in and dinner made all before our coveted biggest loser season finale.  Belle has fun just being able to dance around in my room.  This may have started for Keaton, but the entire family is enjoying our time together.  Is there anything better???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for the comments. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Keaton got home from school and asked to see his blog.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;absolutely thrilled&lt;/span&gt; to see 3 comments.  He had to tell everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Keep them coming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love you all!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-4459067356958451284?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4459067356958451284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/tuesday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/4459067356958451284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/4459067356958451284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-3307427739472496136</id><published>2009-12-07T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:03:14.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting the Week Out Right</title><content type='html'>Mon. Dec 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;140 cal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;43.9 fat cal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.31 miles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5.2 laps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pulse 153&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;28:30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his words....I am proud of what I did and I am feeling better because I am doing more than a mile.  I tried to make good choices eating good foods at school.  Today at school I started to moan because umm, I'm like this (pointing to himself) while I was at recess on the track and I was thinking that if I can ask Miss Leo, my teacher at school if me and my friend Austin would want to run the track with me a couple times.  But I didn't ask her today because I was a little bit scared of asking Austin if he wanted to do it with me.  While I did my mile today, Mom turned on the music and she started to groove.  It made me feel that I can get this done before 30 minutes.  I like having her in there with me while I exercise.  She pushes me so I can get it done and not have to do it in a longer time.  I feel good today.  After school I had a banana when I got home and that made me feel proud of myself for making a good choice.  That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of Keaton. Yesterday we had salad for lunch and he loved it. He is really wanting to do this. Today I stayed after my class and had work to do so I knew Keaton would be on his own until I got there.  My fear was that he would be snacking on the wrong things while I was gone.  To my surprise he only had a banana.  Good choice my boy.  I had wanted him to do the mile while I was gone but once I got home it was clear to me it is easier to exercise with a motivator close by.  He walked/ran as I danced the the radio.  It was actually really fun for all of us.  Belle danced on my bed, I walked in place and danced next to the treadmill.  We had a great time.  I kept it up until my belly started hurting and then I sat on the bed and raised my arms. (GO ME!!)  We all do what we can do right?!  I love my boy.  I love all my children.  There was a touch of grumbling when time to workout but it was quickly quieted and he got right to it.  Right now I am thinking &lt;strong&gt;consistent&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;persistent&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To any and all who read this....please leave Keaton a message.  He reads this and it will be a great motivator for him.  Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-3307427739472496136?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3307427739472496136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/starting-week-out-right.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/3307427739472496136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/3307427739472496136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/starting-week-out-right.html' title='Starting the Week Out Right'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-1432624705378654878</id><published>2009-12-05T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:07:14.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Steps</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went online and ordered a couple cookbooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biggest Loser Family Cookbook on a Budget&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diabetes Association Cookbook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Heart Association Cookbook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;We plan to eat better and be more active.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each day Keaton will comment and so will I.  This is how Keaton feels today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his own words-Here we are, me and Mom, trying to get rid of being "big" (he said with hesitation).  Two days ago I walked a mile and it took me 30 minutes.  Today I did 1.25 miles in 26 minutes and 10 seconds.  I didn't want to get on the treadmill and do it but the minute I got on I felt that I needed to loose some weight so I pushed myself as long as I can and I told my mom that I will go 6 miles an hour and after that I was really happy of myself of doing that mile faster than the last time.  After the mile i went downstairs and I said a prayer and said thank you for  helping me do that mile.  I feel alot better now that I did it.  That's all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my words-Keaton fought with me at first today about getting his mile done.  I reminded him he wants to do this and it will take effort.  He has a choice.  He can choose to grumble and cry or he can just get in there and get it done and then have all day to play and be proud of his efforts.  He really worked hard today.  Twice he upped the speed to 6 mph and ran his little heart out for as long as he could.  Otherwise he was at a nice brisk walk.  We did start our Saturday morning out with pancakes but I only made one for each of us and no extras.  One egg and no extras.  For lunch I am planning a salad.  As for my physical activity, I have to clean my room and complete some work for school.  I love my Keaton and his efforts.  Keaton asks if just a salad for lunch will be enough.  OH MY BOY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-1432624705378654878?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1432624705378654878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-first-steps.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/1432624705378654878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/1432624705378654878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-first-steps.html' title='Our First Steps'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6165900245477283712.post-3901967728188441748</id><published>2009-12-05T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:49:38.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why This Began</title><content type='html'>This blog is the result of a conversation between my precious 9 year old son Keaton and myself.  While down in his room, after a conversation about getting him to clean his room, he got rather quiet and had a sad, lonely look on his face.  This is the moment that a mother prays never comes.  After much encouragement, he finally said to me, "I don't like being me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keaton is a beautiful, sensitive young man.  His heart is big.  The trial comes that his body is larger than other boys his age.  As our conversation went on, through tears, he explained he doesn't like who he is.  He wants a different body.  This pain is real.  I have felt it.  I have wished these things.  We have tried to make changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could think of was how our Heavenly Father loves us.  He loves Keaton.  But I know when we are hurting those are not always the words that make us feel better.  I explained to him that God is perfect and would only make perfect things.  Therefore Keaton is perfect.  However, we have agency and opportunity to change who we are and how we look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our discussion we decided to keep daily track of our progress.  I am six months pregnant and not moving around much but I can try harder to encourage and support Keaton as he makes changes in his physical activity levels.  One main concern to Keaton is the mile run at school.  He always is last and the entire class has to wait for him to finish.  Keaton knows the kids love him anyway.  One friend, Austin, after finishing his own mile, went back and ran the rest of Keaton's mile with him.  He is a good friend.  Still, Keaton wants to do better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are.  I asked Keaton what he wanted this to be about.  (Very proud of his answer.)  He doesn't want it to be about getting skinny.  He wants it to be about getting healthy.  He wants to be healthy.  One of his favorite books happens to be titled &lt;em&gt;Diary of the Wimpy Kid.&lt;/em&gt;  We took that name and tweaked it for our purpose. (I love my boy.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6165900245477283712-3901967728188441748?l=keatonandmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3901967728188441748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-this-began.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/3901967728188441748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6165900245477283712/posts/default/3901967728188441748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatonandmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-this-began.html' title='Why This Began'/><author><name>Tara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kl1uTfjkwnc/TIO6N5my4vI/AAAAAAAACaU/F5rfB8BUJaM/S220/120308_0826%5B00%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
