Eventually there is going to be a post on this blog about all of the things that are rendering me in need of "healing" at this point in my life, but every time I sit down to try and write it, I find that the words just don't come out right. I guess I'll take that as a sign that I'm not ready to talk about it.
Moving on, I decided I wanted to find a way to heal. Physically and emotionally. I thought a lot about "hobbies" and things I could take on but mostly felt that they would serve no greater purpose than a distraction. There are so many things I've said to myself that I want to do or become, but I always fall short of motivation or desire to fully commit/stay committed. I found there was really only one or two) that would allow me to heal.
They say if you write down your goals you are more likely to achieve them, so here I am, writing them down. Then they say that if you tell other people you will feel accountable on some level to the people that you've told. So here I am, telling you all. :)
So here goes: I want to be an excellent runner. (Two birds with one stone; be a runner and be healthy)
I saw a picture the other day of a pregnant woman (approx. 6 months) having just ran a 5k. I was absolutely ashamed on every level. There she was, growing a human being inside of her and she still had the motivation to get off her butt and run threepointsomething miles. And here I was, sitting on the couch, eating a dinner roll. I was embarrassed for myself. To give myself SOME credit, I did have a legitimate medical need to stay in bed and take it easy for a couple of days, but that doesn't excuse me from 23 years of laziness.
So here it is. My resolve. My determination to be better. To feel like I have accomplished something and to feel like I am a success.
At the age of 23 [and six days] I'm determined to become a runner.
At this point (having never ran farther than a mile in any day of my short life) I'm going to start with a 5k. There is the "couch to 5k" running program that makes it pretty easy for anyone (namely uber-beginners like myself) to train for a 5k. So, that's where I'm starting. Two or three nights a week.
Thanks for letting me rant, Stay tuned for updates! :)
Thursday, September 13, 2012
HOLY TOLEDO!!!! IT'S BEEN 6 WEEKS?!?!?!?!?! Feels like just yesterday my niece was "duggying" down the aisle and my poor pops was tripping on my dress.
YES... for those of you who couldn't make it, they surprised me with a hip-hop dancing 16 year old "duggying" down the aisle in front of me, and my poor dad (who most of you know just underwent a pretty crazy brain surgery) tripped on my dress landing on his hands and knees in front of about 100 people right after "giving me away."
Good times. :) I think it's on video somewhere... I should find that.
(Look at that handsome dude... :) I'm so lucky!)
So, we haven't found it in our budget yet to take a REAL honeymoon, because my car was just awful and kept on wanting to die so we bought a new car instead of a honeymoon. The good news is it's a "mom-car." I'm pretty happy about that. I'm definitely looking forward to using that preface.
We did, however, get to go to Prescott last weekend for a night. Ben went golfing and I went shopping. :) I think those are two verbs we better get used to.
(PS, kudos to our awesome photographer and my new sister-in-law, Nicole Coombs!)
Mostly, we went right back to work and kinda jumped right back into the real world. Cutting coupons, planning meals for weeks at a time, arguing over whose turn it is to do the dishes... you know, the GOOD stuff. :)
OOH! I almost forgot to mention that I got my first promotion at work. It's been a crazy couple of weeks. 60+ hours each week, and all I gotta say is I can't wait for THAT paycheck. :)
I won't bore you all too much with the gooey details, but to sum it up:
So far, sometimes its really great and other times you just go to bed and make it better tomorrow. But we are learning a lot about each other and doing the best with what we've got.
And I couldn't ask for more.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Word to the wise: If you ever get divorced, don't do your own packing. Hire someone to (or better yet, make your ex) pack all of your things for you in an organized manner. Apparently, I was too sad to pack efficiently?!?!?! Sigh. I found all my movies in the same box as my pots and pans, and cutting boards in with all my books. I'm awesome.
On a lighter note, I found my TI 84 calculator that would cost me about $125-150 to replace. PHEW!
I also found my 5 year old camera: still in perfect working condition. Now I have no excuse not to take pictures.
Now all I need to do is find my dang passport....
Alright, now here's my shreditup update: 2 days down, 28 to go with Jillian Michaels' 30-day Shred.
1 lb down, 39 to go before the summer vacations come and people have to see me in a swimsuit.
In regards to my weight:
"-I don't want to assign in a number...
-What would you assign it? A color? A locker?"--Baby Mama
I refuse to reveal the actual number, so just know that I weight Awesome+40.
WAIT!!!!!! Awesome+39. :)
Monday, January 23, 2012
I recently joined twitter.
I used a hash tag...
I started working out today.
I'm officially a twitwhore. I think I've tweeted like 4 times today already and generally speaking I have very strict rules about posting (whether by facebook or another social media outlet) more than once a day. Also, I only have like 2 followers. I'm totally OK with this. I love that I can say whatever I want without the fear of offending someone or looking/sounding ridiculously stupid. Bonus number two: I can talk about my boyfriend and he has no idea. :)
Last night WOULD have been a perfect example:
Except Ben texted me this morning, "So you tweeted about us talking in spanish last night?"
He was hesitant to reveal his source, but since I only have two followers and he only knows one of them... @happilyheidi was busted.
Either way, Twitter is still great for hashtags.
Here's what I found:
Generally, I just like to put a word after the hash that makes my statement funny or ironic. Whoops. I'm still learning.
Needless to say, bear with me as I learn how to use them properly.
On the subject of doing new things. I started working out today.
1 down, 29 to go. I'm also doing a low-carb, high-protein diet that should help me shed weight for Mexico and San Diego this summer. Here's to a great body some day!
Thanks for listening, folks. Follow me on Twitter if you want to hear way more about my life than anyone has ever cared to know. #guaranteedtoannoyyouinadayortwo.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Today, while I was babysitting my super cute 1 year old niece, Quinn... I looked over to see her crawling towards me. I stopped and smiled at her and made some pointless comment in a cute baby voice. It must have pissed her off to exhaustion because the next thing I know I heard one tiny little whimper and then she just laid down and went to sleep right on the floor.
All of this, of course, is after she cried in her crib for about 10 minutes straight until I was thoroughly convinced she wasn't tired.
Cute babies make me smile. :)
Hope you smiled too.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
With the new year, I feel it's appropriate to reflect and resolve.
Without further ado, let's reflect:
My friend Heidi and I have been marveling over where we were a year ago. Without discussing any nitty gritty details, it's safe to say we've both had quite the journey this year. When I think about the last twelve months and everything that happened, I'm literally filled with joy. Although it's been a long, HARD, sad journey, I'm so relieved to be able to look back and smile.
Resolutions are overrated. (For me at least.) I NEVER keep them. I never even bother to think about them again past the first week of the new year. I always end up sinking back into old habits and forgetting I even wanted to be better. So this year my resolution is to be exactly who I was last year.
Don't get me wrong here: I have PLENTY of terrible habits that I would LOVE to resolve to change. But given my previous history with resolutions I'm going at this from a different angle this year.
I spent the last year of my life being stronger than I ever thought I would have to be. I came out of it with grace, dignity, and (as surprising as it may be) more confidence than ever. So I figure: If I resolve to be the same girl I found myself being lately, then 2012 is bound to be spectacular. So even if 2012 brings more pain and trials than 2011 did, I just hope that in one year when 2013 rolls around, I can look back at whatever this year brought me and smile. :)
And for the record, I intend on having copious amounts of wholesome fun this year. ;)
So I've reflected, I've resolved...
Have a great year everyone! :)