Keepin it Real
If my hair were longer, this would totally be me….
So, here I am, contemplating the state of my life as it is, and I decided that it’s time I kept it real. I need an overhaul. It’s time for me to dye my hair ‘cuz the grays are no longer just peeking, they are parading down mainstreet with signs saying that I’m older than dirt. It’s time for me to be serious about working out and eating right – I’m not getting any younger and I have a serious NEED to feel good. The only way I really feel good is to work out and to have a decent body image – the rest works itself out. Not necessarily be skinny, just feel good. Ialso need to get a hold of my school work. I’ve been doing it on the fly and I seriously need to take control and be proactive rather than reactive. It’s just TIME. I have GOT to get serious about my spiritual and emotional health. For me, it is directly related. Takin’ my butt to church, studying the Bible and reading spiritually helpful books help me to get my mind right and gives me a sense of peace, which has been lacking of late – as you can tell from some of my writings.
That being said – I’m doing it. I started getting up early, I am being held accountable by my friend Ash over at http://audacityoffat.wordpress.com, if you’d like to check it out and help me on my trip, and the hair dye is chillin’ on my dresser waiting for me to make some time. I’m going to help a local soup kitchen with packaging some food on Saturday and I’m takin’ my big butt to church on Sunday – so let it be written, so let it be done.
Now, I do need to balance all this motivation and determination with some fun, so anyone have any ideas? I’m lost….lol
Weight Issues – Diet ? What’s that??
Okay – so I was perusing photobucket, my secret link to all fun pics, quotes, and moving craziness, and I came across this saying. It’s true and that’s scary.
Those of you who know me know that I’m not a small girl. In fact, I’m a bigger girl, though I like to think I carry it well. My weight fluctuates depending on the time of the year, and depending on my depression level. I’ll admit it – I eat when I’m depressed, and unfortunately, when I’m bored. It’s not a good thing, but I’m a DARN good cook when I want to be, and I won’t deny myself the loveliness that comes from my kitchen.
My issue is that I don’t exercise enough. I actually had this conversation recently. If I could get my lazy arse to the gym, or up at an early enough hour to actually do some cardio damage, I could be in good shape again. I’ve done it before, and actually enjoy it, but I’m not very motivated at this point in my life to get out and do it. I want to, and I know I should, but I haven’t made it a priority. Why is that? All the television shows, magazines, movies and internet advertisements have pictures of pretty, skinny, in-shape women displayed in every way, shape and manner, but yet, I am not doing my best to assimilate.
Am I trying to be anti-establishment? Am I a rebel? Sure. That, and I’m just lazy, darn it. I guess I have to change that. I will keep you updated on my progress. Monday will start a new hell – I will wake up earlier and walk or hit the fitness area in my complex. I’ll have to let you know how that goes. Ugh.
