I Need a Vacation!

I awoke this morning and immediately thought, “Did I work out yesterday? Oh right, I just slept with my arms over my head last night.” 

Holy cow and hand me an ice pack, Batman. This getting old stuff is no joke, which brings me to my next point…

I’m not doing jack-squat next week. 

That’s right! I’m taking a holiday as the royals in Britain would say. (By the way, did you know that bitch was pregnant??)

However, just because I won’t be here to make you laugh doesn’t mean I don’t have activities lined up for you. And don’t think about going hog wild while I’m gone, either because you will be in the constant care of a sitter. 

Next week, Loripalooza will be visited by three guest bloggers. If you need a point of reference think Scrooge from A Christmas Carol, except these three visitors will be saying things you actually want to hear. Big difference. 

So get excited!!!!!


Father-Son Time: #MensHealth Workout

Since my husband, Brantley changed jobs a month ago he has struggled to find time in the evenings to workout AND spend time with his family. Both of these things are very important to him. In case you don’t recall, he went on a mission to get healthy three years ago and lost 110 pounds. Since then, maintaining his weight, and thus having the energy to play with our son has been a priority. 

By the time 5:30pm rolls around our son, Luke is bursting at the seams to be with his Dad. No sooner does Brantley walk in the door does Luke jump from the sofa onto his Dad’s back and start rattling off the millions of things he’s been dying to tell him. 

Well, my clever husband came up with an idea that I first thought sounded absurd. “Let’s go do one of my workouts, Luke.” 

Who says you can’t get a decent workout while spending time with your five-year-old? I did, actually. In fact I said it several times, but it took seeing it to believe it. 

As it turns out, the Men’s Health 15-Minute Abs, Arms & Chest Workout DVD is varied and short enough to hold my son’s focus. Also, a water bottle is a great substitute for a heavy dumbbell.

Now every evening they burn off some steam while I get to check my email, finish making dinner, or make a phone call without hearing, “Mom, Mom, hey Mom!”


(I wasn’t supposed to write about Brantley’s dramatic weight loss, so don’t click HERE to read more about it.)

Riding, Resting and Relaxation

I’m glad to be writing to you from sunny Destin, FL where the Wescott three are enjoying a little R&R. Luke has been living it up pretty hard which has required Brantley and I to check him a few times. One instance was over a comment he made to some pedestrians while we were driving the golf cart. Brantley poignantly explained to him why it wasn’t alright to say, “Get out of the way of my Jeep!”

This morning I wasn’t feeling like going for a run so I opted to ride a bike to the Baytowne Wharf and back to the house. Historically speaking, my bike riding skills are less than stellar, but I hung in there and completed my journey. The best part was when Brantley and Luke pulled up alongside me in the golf cart and Luke shouted, “Mom, you’re on a bike? You be kiddin’ me, right?” I would’ve responded with something snarky if I hadn’t been panting so hard. Afterwards, I collapsed into the jacuzzi and shouted for Brantley to, “Fix me a milkshake!”
I think that’s the first time I have pedaled anything since a spin class instructor politely asked me to leave her class because she thought I was going to faint. However, after today I may be changing my Christmas wish list from Segway to bike. (Although, I still really, really, really want a Segway. No pressure.)