Weekends seem so short...

I often feel like weekends come and go in the blink of an eye and the wish list often goes unnoticed. The past two Mondays I weighed in, and today I felt like after sleeping a good 8+ hours, I might have a better number on the scale so went ahead and stepped on my cold (literally) and bold friend...

-January 2, 2012--171.6lbs
-January 9, 2012--170.8lbs
-January 14, 2012--166.9lbs

It brings me to wonder if it really all is just a number...Looking back, I would have to say this makes me realize the importance of staying hydrated and getting 8hrs of sleep/day. In reality, I'm lucky if I make myself get 5-6hrs/day. Being single and kid-free, it boggles my mind to think how would I ever be able to manage if at this point in my 28 years I haven't been able to fully sustain myself to a "decent" level. That is what got me hooked to the blog world, looking at how many busy moms and professionals multitask and multi-network (is that a word?...on the many formats available these days (FB, twitter, pinterest, youtube, blogger, etc)...even today I had a hard type remembering my usernames/passwords!

It's funny looking back, because I would always complain when seeing everyone get married at an "old" age (late 20's-early 30's) and vowed that I'd be getting married ASAP...well, life had a funny way of showing me who's boss! And although I had my pity party and my fair share of blue moods, in the grand scheme of it all, I know that I wouldn't have it any other way...I truly believe my fellow 28 year + blogger buddies when they say it's up until these years that you truly know and enjoy who you are. You are comfortable in your own skin. You speak up and voice your likes and wants (men love that, they need it!). And life just seems to make more sense...

"You live longer once you realize that any time spent being unhappy is wasted."

Life is full of choices. You can choose..

~ who to hang out with
~ what to eat
~ when to exercise
~ where to live
~ and most importantly, how to feel..

Choose to be happy. You deserve it. ♥

Proscatinator's last resort...working out in snow boots

Who thinks of working out every day and reaching that fabulous body stored in her brain...yet never actually prepares for such work outs...this crazy girl!

Hence the guilt trips running through my mind, "should I or shouldn't I...my sneakers aren't around, bare feet might not handle the floor well, it can wait till tomorrow-hell you've waited years, what's one more day...but if you wait till tomorrow then going to the drive-thru tomorrow won't feel so bad because you wouldn't have ruined such workout..."so in an attempt to join the millions on the first day of the "yo-yo, this year I will (for sure) get in shape resolutions" I did the unthinkable for many expert fitness and a few medical professionals (sorry great Gods-it was that or bust!)...I worked out in the closest form of footwear* (besides my work heels, which I had just taken off--after coming home tired and feeling like crashing after my first day back from a long holiday break and a bad sleeping schedule where new year's eve ran through to new years day past 9am...mind you it took what little willpower I may have had to not stop at any fast food place on my way home, although preparing something sure seemed to be the last thing on my mind, along with trying to put in my first workout of the year.

Alas I dig through my pile of fitness videos, whose quantity is far greater than my footwear collection, yet seems to always be boxed up or holding my converter box steady so I can get my daily tv fix (don't judge converter boxes, I love it more than digital tv's--oh not to mention I do my fair share to help keep VHS and cassette tapes alive...can you tell I'm an 80's baby!)

I skip the yoga and pilates videos in search of something to make me feel alive, you know, like the moment in Rocky where he's running and trying to reach the top of the steps...you always feel so motivated but then settle for seeing Rocky reach the milestone, while you see how fast you can finish off a whole bag of chips (it's ok- stone ground yellow corn, 100% corn oil, sea salt and a trace of lime--all good, right? kinda serves the same purpose as veggies--eat as much as you'd like?...thank you, Rick Bayless--my new found love has me running for the goodness that only you can master!) The winner for tonight's torture session inspiring first workout: tae-bo...oh Billy, you really know how to make me jiggle in all the right places, places i'm sure not even Fergie knew her humps could move! Oh, did I forget to mention, along with not being prepared with the right footwear I also didn't have the appropriate clothes...slacks or pj's? Lord you'd think I'd be in some remote area and not in the humble box that is my room (long story)...well I guess the end result for workout served some mighty thoughtful purposes...

-Working out in snow boots makes me feel good about actually looking like my calves are in great shape...one less thing to focus on in said workouts (at least for today)!

-Working out in your bikini bottom and tank top surely does show you how each step in kickboxing can jiggle you in an attempt to shrink you down...although pretty unsightly, even as I see and live within this body it's funny you don't realize how you look until you're challenged to push it to the limit.

And for what it seemed like not being prepared could totally ruin the tiny chance of getting started, served it's purpose at least today it did...be more in tune with your body...and maybe then you wouldn't let yourself get to a point where torturing your body to make it look (and feel) good is the necessity, and not the norm. Let's just hope tomorrow we'll be ready and prepared to continue...

*yes, those shoes are from the kid's section, a hand me down gift from my 9 year old god-daughter whose outgrown them and thought would be so fitting for her petite, almost 30, godmother.

(No compensation provided; everything posted is pure opinions and true experiences...no humps were damaged in the jiggling process)

I'm blank because...

I’m weird because…

Chicken strips and fries are my go to meal.

French fries are a food group...in my mind, at least.

I have a tiny feet...even adult size 5's are sometimes too big...and little girl shoes are not always fashionably appropriate for this almost 30 year old.
I haven't ever been in a "real" relationship...

and might possibly a bigger commitment-phoebe than most males.
 I feel having worn braces-that something is always in my teeth, and I just can't feel it, since my teeth are not in their "natural" position.
I feel I was destined to be a singer...and sing at the top of my lungs...yet know that I can't-in karaoke I lip synched to avoid embarrassment .
I think I lost my Mexican card when I reported my dislike for beans and rice.
I long to wear shorts and skirts...but this keratosis pilaris has me in jeans and pants far more than I'd like.

I sleep with the radio on, it's comforting to always have music on.

I draw in my eyebrows every-single-morning...inherited through my grandmother.
I cling to the past far more than I should...

I am the go-to person for advice, yet can't ever seem to take my own.

I love buying books-yet never actually get to reading them.

I would rather keep my ten year old wardrobe than go shopping.

I must have my phone with me at all times, yet hate actually talking on it.

I’m a bad friend because…
I tend to be too distant.
I don't make an effort, although in my mind all plans sound great and exciting.
I have presents from graduations, wedding showers, weddings and past Christmases...collecting dust, and let the friends know, but we never get to the actual exchange.

I’m a good friend because…
I always have the best intentions in mind.

I take the time to listen.

I give the most honest advice and encouragement.
 

 I’m sad because…

I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up, and 30 is right around the corner.
I sometimes let little things get in the way of the big picture.
I need to be better at letting things roll off my back.
I tend sabotage my own happiness.

I’m happy because…
I'm working towards happiness.
This weekend I've reconnected with great friends from years ago, and we started right where we left off.
This weekend I went dancing and it always makes me feel alive!
I'm simple and it's the little things that matter, and thankfully I've been surrounded by those who show me and express it daily.

I’m excited for…
New beginnings.
Trying to jump back into work out mode and reaching the satisfaction of having clothes fit "just right"
Holiday bliss! (and sleeping in on holiday time off)

Making new memories.

Making an effort to being happier, healthier...and living in the moment. 

Reaching some work out goals and giving myself a make-over!

Creating this blog, and the fun friends and memories it will bring :)

Special thanks to:
Ashley @ Little Miss Momma