Big girl now

I was on the 6 year plan.

In the beginning, I made a promise to myself to graduate before age 25. And by golly I did! 1 month shy of my 25th birthday. Thank you, thank you. Sadly, no crazy college stories! You have to actually go away to college to have those. I was too much of a wuss to do that. Aaaand I wanted to make money NOW. I didn't want to wait 4 years. So work and school and work and work. No really, I am pretty sure I had 3 jobs at one time during college.

Now that schools over, its time to take up some hobbies. <and no, I don't mean blogging>

Exercising can be a hobby, right? Or is it just... exercise? I thought about that this morning as I rolled out of bed for day 1 of getting back into the gym routine. I have a personal trainer. No, I'm not overweight. And no, I'm not rich because I have a personal trainer. I get the DEEP discount rate. Trust me. Whatever your personal trainer charges you, divide that by five. Fiiiiive might be a stretch, you get the gist. But if I can lose 10 lbs, I'll be unstoppable!

I took the last 2 months off from the gym. My excuse? Finals, duh! Oh and you know that flu that is always going around? It came back around to me and slapped me silly. And just when I thought it was over, it slaps me again! Granted, I partied a little too hard in NYC post-graduation. (stay tuned for NYC stories) But, geeeeez louiiiiiise, ease up on the slappage!

The gym welcomed me with open arms this morning. <which is probably why it smelled like horrible B.O. .... as opposed to awesome B.O.> I truly feel like I can do this. There's no more excuses not to. No more school, no more... well that was just about my only excuse. And I'm hoping blogging about it will keep me in check.

Today was also supposed to be day 1 of eating healthy. It was going FANtastic til I ate 3 chocolate thingys, half a Milky Way that my "good" friend forced down my throat <of course>, and two huge slabs of potato salad from Honey Baked Ham. If you've had it, you know what I'm talking about. But for those of you that are like, "its just potato salad, it can't do that much harm" yada yada... let me explain. It's not like any other potato salad you've had before, oh no. Its like.... the (Mac-n-Cheese)^2 from Yardhouse, except you should square it a couple more times.

Tomorrow will be a better day.

My lose-weight goals
1. Lose 10lbs
2. Workout with cheap personal trainer 3 days a week, run 2 days a week
2. Actually run the half-marathon this year

My biggest lose-weight motivators
1. My self esteem
2. My main man
3. Those jeans
4. The girl in the mirror

I'll keep you posted. <Literally!>

Ps. I re-read my first blog and I totally sounded like a wanna-be blogger. But that totally works out since, hey, I wanna be a blogger.

Totally.

Reading? no. Blogging? YES!

My worst subject growing up.. was reading. I. dont. read. books. Maybe it was because my [perfect] older sister could read the entire series of The Babysitters Club in one week, and she did, and there was no way I was going to compete with THAT. Now that I'm a big girl, all my friends around me are like "what book are you reading" "have you read THIS?!" "oh em gee, you have to read this book by this author and the 2 series that follow it". Pressure! So, I've tried... and tried... and tried. I could name 5 books (yes, 5 whole books!) that I started to read and stopped after, say, the 4th chapter (that book was the better of the 5). 

I have been successful once! It's a 500+ pager I read my senior year in high school called "Daughter of the Forest". I was on a bus in Europe with a bunch of classmates and bored out of my mind. This book, handed over from a friend, was my only escape. I quickly became engrossed. I swear there is NO book better than this book. I've tried, remember? 

It's about a girl who was supposed to be the 7th son of a 7th son (I think). An evil witch brainwashes her father into marrying her. Soon after, the evil witch turns her 6 older brothers into swans and tells the daughter (of the forest) she can't speak a word and only after she makes 6 clokes out of starwort (this is a prickly plant that secretes poison when you touch it, probably a real thing) can her brothers curse be lifted. It's a fantasy novel, in case you were still wondering up to this point. Oh, and I think she also has to find true love cause that definitely happens. 

I'm not ashamed, though when I explain this book [to much of my delight] to my friends, they look at me like I'm a one-eyed monster. I actually read this book twice. And I'll probably read it again, starting tonight.

Have I lost you? I have a point.. but probably not a real good one.

I don't read books. But I DO read blogs! I just discovered the vast world of blogging (thank you sister, and sisters friends, and other friends). It's an epidemic, and it has officially plagued me.

I spent the ENTIRE DAY today reading some girls blog. She started it in 2007, at least 5 blogs per month. Let's do the math. (Math, unlike reading, is my strong suit) I read a mineemum of 240 postings non-stop in one DAY from her. So that's why my laundry is piled to the ceiling and my cat hasn't been fed. 

This weekend I saw a preview for an upcoming movie and one of the line-clingers (its a word) was (in a deep powerful man's voice) "Cause I have a voice!!!". Hey, me too! I guess I see value in documenting my thoughts and life. I also hope it provides some sort of self-therapy. From what you ask? I don't know, life.

I am going to totally WING this.