Saturday, June 25, 2011

The Step and The Swim

This past week at family camp, Sonya and I had to deal with some fears.  In the beginning of the week the camp directer went through the list of activities that were available to do at camp.  One of the available activities was something called Hi-O Falls.  Hi-O Falls is a paratrooper training device.  You get harnessed into a rope and you have to step off the edge of a 40 foot platform, not run or jump because you will barrel down to the ground if you do, just calmly step off.  
It basically defies all logic in your brain, at least in my brain.
In the beginning of the week I said there is no way I would do that, and I put it out of my head.  
My little Sonya C. had a little bit of a hard time in the pool this week.  She took swim lessons all winter, so I thought swimming at the pool this summer would be cake.  I thought wrong.  She does fine in the baby pool but was utterly petrified in the big pool.  The first night we were at the pool we put her in her puddle jumper,  and let her go in the big pool.  She screamed bloody murder and pretty much panicked in the water.  For rest of the week she would not go into water deeper than 18 inches.  Let me just say the girl swims like a fish in shallow water paddling her arms and kicking like a mermaid.
Here she is checking out the big pool.
On day seven at camp after we listened to the speaker for the day people were sharing what they had learned during the week. Our speaker Miles's wife Bonnie shared about taking the step off Hi-O Falls.  She said when she did it, it was a physical way to take a leap of faith.  You had to trust in the harness with your life and the promise that it would keep you safe.  Just like our relationship with the Lord, I have to trust him with my life and believe that he will keep me safe.  I decided I needed to step off the platform, and got really excited about doing it.  I had wait all afternoon to do it because Josh was doing something else, and I wanted him to watch me.  
While I waited for Josh Sonya and I went swimming in the lazy river.  I even tried  to bribe her to swim by herself.  I told her she could get a special treat from the snack bar, pick out anything from the camp store, or get a new princess Barbie when we got home.  She still would not swim.   All week she would just play on the steps of the pool, not letting us take her around in a tube or in her puddle jumper.  I could tell her confidence was growing and she was wanting to go around the lazy river, so I put her in a tube, against her will, and took her around the lazy river.  She was scared at first, but then she really loved it.  The next time around she walked with the tube around her head, she was so close to swimming by herself.   When we rounded the corner of the lazy river on our third pass, I told her I was going to jump off the tower today.  I told her I was scared but I needed to do it.  All of the sudden she looked at me and threw the tube off her body and started swimming all by herself in the lazy river.  
No tube, no puddle jumper, no hands, and NO FEAR!!!  
I almost started crying, my girl did it, she made the decision to not live in fear.  
She knew she was safe. 
 She was literally squealing with delight. 
 We could not pull her out of the water the rest of the day.  
When Josh made it up to the pool with Teddy, he couldn't believe that she was swimming all by herself. Then I knew it was my turn, so I  put on my clothes and close toed shoes.  One of the staffers Will put me in my harness and I made my way up the tower.  I was well aware of the height of the tower because it also where you got on the tallest water slide.  When I reached the top, I was terrified.  My heart was beating out of my chest, I could barely catch my breath. I kept telling this cute college boy that I couldn't do it.  He kept reassuring me I could do it, and that all I had to do was take a step.  I started getting really mad because I knew I had to do it, there was no way out.  Since we were at a Christian camp, I couldn't let all of the foul words come out of my that were on the tip of my tongue.  I had to do it for Sonya and for my relationship with Christ.  
I called down to Josh and said I couldn't do it, he told me I could do it.
I waited for my family to round the corner in the lazy river so they could watch me step.    
Finally I was ready to walk off the tower.  
 closed my eyes, 
held my breath, 
  Honestly, I was still scared when I hit the ground, but so glad I did it.  As I was walking out of the landing zone, and Will said, "You know you can go again.  There is no one waiting."  My first response was  NO WAY, but then I made my way back up the tower to prove to myself I could do it again, that I wasn't a fluke. 
I stepped again.
Hit the ground, and felt empowered.
Again, there was no one waiting.
So I stepped a third and final time.
This time it was encourage another mom to take the step.
My short journey with Hi-O Falls is a true reflection of my relationship with the Lord.
Jump One:
I have to have faith in God's promises.  
Jump Two:
 I have to keep trusting him through trials and blessings. 
Jump Three:
 Our faith encourages others. 
(these photos are not me)
While I was stepping off the tower a couple more times.  
Sonya pushed herself a bit further and decided to jump in the pool with no one to catch her.  
The girl went from 0 to 60 in one day.
Sonya reminded me that she could pick out a treat for being so brave.  
Here is what she picked  out.
I got off pretty cheap.
A very good day for the Lang girls.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

I Heart Faces- Let's Hear It For the Boys

This week on I Heart Faces, the theme is let's hear it for the boys.  This past week when we were on vacation, my two boys were best buddies.  Josh and Teddy have become so close in the past couple of months and this photo is perfect to me.
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I Heart Faces.

Scenes from K'Kauai

Here is some of the scenery from our trip to K'Kauai, Kanakuk's family camp in Branson MO.
More stories to come later.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

The 5K

So as I mentioned in a previous post I mentioned I ran a 5K.  I feel like all over facebook people are running marathons, half marathons, iron mans, posting their milage, etc, so my little 5K race is pretty puny for most people, but it is a big deal for me.  Lets get a few things straight about me I am not a goal setter, my nerves are the opposite steel more like water the tiniest pebble can send a ripple right through me, I am not slim, and I have not exercised on a regular basis in quite some time.  So this winter I was just done with being lazy and after 2010 kind of kicked my ass, I needed something.  I felt like I could honestly hear the Lord say to me, "Just move your body."  I needed a tangible goal to work towards, and Couch to 5K seemed like to best route for me.  This winter in the Lou was one of the coldest and wettest I can remember so I did not start training for the race until March 12.  It the first nice day we had in ages, I had gone to Fleet Feet that week and bought my new shoes, and I decided this was the day I was going to run.  
Here is the very first work out in C25K:
It was the first time I had real sweat, and not from fear that I had lost my child in the park, but from moving and working my body hard.  The first couple weeks of training I was running at all different times of the day because I had thoroughly convinced myself that I would not be able to run in the morning for a couple of reasons.
1.  It takes me a couple of minutes to wake up in the morning and popping out of bed to run sounded terrible.
2.  I had some guilt leaving Josh with the kids in the morning before he had to go to work.  Since our kids are early risers I was never sneaking out of the house before everyone was out of bed. 
I decided to bite the bullet a few weeks into training and run in the morning because looking for child care at random times of days was wearing me out.
Luckily Josh was super supportive about the mornings because in reality I was only out about three days a week, gone for about 30 or 40 minutes, and home by 7am.  I quickly realized running in the early morning was the way to go.  I feel like that is when my running changed, I really started to enjoy it and felt successful.  I really started challenging myself with the hills in my neighborhood, and running through the walk cycles and the cool down.
About a month before the race I also started doing Insanity workouts with my 19 year old friend/babysitter Kalie.  If you want a good work out, Shaun T will give it to you, and working out with a 19 year old will also kick your ass.  This also helped my running immensely, honestly I don't think my I could have completed the race without doing Insanity.
As the race approached I became more and more nervous.  As I mentioned before I have the worst nerves and I am usually overtaken by them.  As I wondering around aimlessly in front of the science center before the start of the race I think I held back tears three different times.  I tried to get a picture of the fear in my eyes with my phone.
       A few minutes before the race started Josh and the kids met me at the starting line.  I wish I could say it calmed my nerves, but it didn't.  It was nice to get one more hug and kiss from my little family.  The horn sounded, and I was off...sort of.  It is so crowded in the beginning and everyone was trying to find their own pace.  I am also used to running all by myself in the early morning, when there was a pause in my music I hated hearing the footsteps of all the other runners.  Mentally it was really tough to get passed by what felt like 800 people.  I had to let it go, and just keep running and not worry what everyone else was doing.  This past week I was reminded that comparison is just making yourself feel better than someone else or worse than someone else.  While I was running I stopped comparing myself to other people because I didn't want to put anyone down who was working as hard as I was.  It did take the entire first mile and half to calm my nerves down.  It took everything I had in me to not turn around and walk back to the starting line because I felt like was a fake.  I felt like I didn't belong there with all these people who knew what they were doing.  When I hit mile three, I finally realized I was doing it, I was running in a super hot race and I was almost done.  The sun was blazing on mile three, but all I wanted to do was run the entire race.  I didn't care how slow I ran, I just didn't want to walk.  About a quarter a mile from the finish line Josh and the kids were there to cheer me on.  I almost started crying because part of the reason I started running was for them.  I wanted to be better and stronger wife and mother.  In the beginning of my training when I was trying to get up some killer hills, I would picture my little sweet family cheering me on, and it would bring tears to my eyes.  Then to see them really there in Forest Park, I almost couldn't take it.  I kicked it up as best as I could after I saw them, and then there it was, the finish line.  
I had made it.
My hard work had paid off.
It felt so good.
My official time was 34:07
14th in my age group
42nd in overall women.
I did check to see where I would land in the 20-29 age bracket, and it was 18th.
Here I am very hot, but FINISHED!!!
I went inside the science center to use the bathroom since I had to pee since mile two.  The air conditioning felt amazing.  I couldn't believe more people weren't inside.
All in all it was a great morning.  I am so glad I did it, and stuck with it.  A huge thank you to friends and family who encouraged me, watched my kids, and believed I could do it.  
Thank you to the Lord for whispering in my ear to move more.  
I am so grateful.
Now 10K training, who is with me?

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Six Month Check-In

Well it has been six months since I made my 2011 To Do List.  
I have accomplished five out of nine on my list.  
Not to bad if I do say so myself.  
I know you all five of you are dying to know what I have done.  
Check it out:
1.  I have an appointment set up with a primary care physician.  My appointment is not until September because this physician set asides an hour to hour and half for your first visit, so those appointments are limited.  
2.  I went to the dentist got my teeth cleaned and an old filling fixed.  Sonya also had her first trip to the pediatric dentist this winter.  She did awesome and got a "keep up the good work" report from the dentist.  
3.  I am headed to the dermatologist this week to my skin and moles checked.
4.  I ran a 5K race on June 4th, more on that later.
5.  Be with my kids and not entertain them.  I know I am only one week into summer, but I have to say we are having a good time.  We have a lot of fun things planned and my two sweet kids are really becoming best friends.    

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Ummm Good

This past week I was scheduled to bring an item for a potluck style brunch for my summer moms bible study.  I was trying to think a little bit outside the box on what to bring instead a boring breakfast item.  Two weeks ago a Great Harvest Bakery opened in Kirkwood, and I think I have already been there three times.  My absolute favorite bread from there is the cinnamon chip bread, it is to die for.  
I thought about what would taste good on the bread, and this what I came up with.
I sliced the cinnamon chip bread as thin as I could, then buttered it on both sides, and then grilled it on a flat griddle.
What would be better on grilled cinnamon chip bread, than pork tenderloin.
The day of the brunch, when I got up first thing in the morning and prepared a brine  (two quarts of water and 1/2 a cup of kosher salt) for the pork.  
I did a quick brine, only one hour.   
I rinsed the meat off, and then seasoned it.  
I made up a rub with smoky chipotle seasoning and then added brown sugar and raw sugar to get a nice caramelization on the crust.
Then I cut the sliced bread into thirds, and made little sandwiches.
Let me introduce you to what I like to call the
french toast slider.
I think this little sandwich was down right delicious.  
I will say this sandwich could have probably used a sauce or a chutney of some sort, but there was no time for that.  
This dish also makes me think of my sisters, it is true Orwig food at its finest.  
This is a super simple fun food to take to party and look fancy. 



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