Zumba

So this weekend I started my six week plan to get fit.  I joined a Zumba class.  We meet twice a week for six weeks.  Each class is fifty long grueling minutes.  After that I ride a bicycle for thirty minutes and then abs for twenty.  Sometimes I go to the gym other days as well with a friend.  I swear I have never sweat so much.  It's disgusting.  But I do not care.  My body hurts like nothing I have ever felt.  But it is a good kind of hurt.  The kind where you know you did something great to get it.  I go to bed exhausted but wake up feeling better then ever.  And it is not just exercising that I am doing.  I am also eating healthy.  I mean I am sad to have to give up my favorite sandwich ever, the Pepperoni Melt, but a chicken salad is pretty good.  Yeah I have to put time into this, but in all honesty I really wouldn't be doing much else.  Maybe watching tv and stuffing my face.  So instead I am working my gluteus maximus off.  Granted I have motivation to do it.  I have a wedding in eight months.  I have to stand up in front of everyone and I will make damn sure that I look good.  I am the maid of honor.  I will not look anything other than amazing.  That is my first priority.  Granted my grandma thinks I should be more worried about finding a date.  Um yeah no.  I'd rather look hot.  I'll craigslist a date a week before the wedding and pray he's not completely creepy.  But for now I shall sweat out all my worries and stress and maybe, just maybe eat one Pepperoni Melt for old times sake.

Randomness.

It's Friday and I wanted to post something but couldn't figure out what to write. So here are pictures to describe me.  So yeah, my life.  

I did it to my college professor last semester. I hate my life.

How I feel about my books for college.

AND FINALLY...

My motivation.

Set your alarm for 6 a.m.  Don't groan when it goes off and pull the covers over your head, get up and start your day.  Put on a baggy top and running shorts.  Go pour yourself a nice big glass of ice water.  Cut up some fruit and mix it with yogurt.  Add some granola.  Now go outside.  Stretch for 10 minutes.  Skip for 5 minutes.  Jog for 10 minutes.  Run for 10 minutes.  Walk back to the beginning.  Lay on the ground.  Proceed to do 50 crunches.  Yes it will hurt when you are done but it will be worth it.  Now climb in the shower.  Use some nice smelling shampoo and matching conditioner.  Shave your legs and wash your body.  Exfoliate your face.  Get out of the shower and let your hair dry.  Look in the mirror.  Do you like what you see?  If you do, good for you.  Do this every day and you will continue to love yourself.  If you don't, do this every day and pretty soon you will.  Being lazy might feel good at the time, but being active feels better in the long run.  How badly do you want it?

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This is my motivation.  Between going to the Dells over spring break (hello bathing suit), summer (bikini season), and my sister's upcoming nuptials (standing in front of everyone is a short dress), I have never been more motivated in my life to get into shape.  I don't want to get scary skinny, just fit.  A little toned in my arms, a little tinier in my waist, and a little thinner in my thighs.  I figured if I can motivate myself to keep this up by hitting each goal (spring break-March, summer-June, and the wedding-October) then not only will I be rewarding myself with a kick ass body but maybe, just maybe, I will treat myself to a new pair of shoes.  So if I can do this, me, a candy loving, T.V. watching, carb-o-holic, then why can't anyone else do it too.  Sure my personal words can only hit you so deep but take what I wrote on top and print it out.  Put it over your bed.  Stick it on you mirror in the bathroom.  Hang it on the door of your closet.  Cause maybe if you read it enough it will cause you to want to do it.  Do it once a week, then work to twice a week, and then eventually you will be doing it every day.  I have faith in you just like I have faith in me!

Mildly freaking out.

For most people this was just another weekend.  For me this as anything but.  Late last night I received a phone call from my sister.  She informed me that her boyfriend, Chris, asked her a very important question.  Of course I immediately asked what the question was.  It was then that she half said/half screamed that he popped the question.  Of course I screamed and ran around in circles.  I am not proud of it but it happened. As soon as I stopped freaking out she proceeded to ask me a question: would I be her Maid of Honor.  Of course I said yes and this brought on another round of screaming and running in circles.  When I finally calmed down, again, she gave me full details and told me everything that she had planned.  Tonight I talked with her for an hour and a half about wedding details.  I have only known for 24 hours.  I can tell that this will be the first of many long, detail oriented, stressful calls.  The thing is though that I cannot wait for the next call.  I cannot wait to come home periodically to help her and Skype her when I can't.  This is a big task for me to take on and I would not do it for anyone but my sister.  I am so happy for her and her new fiance Chris.  She deserves so much happiness and she found it with him.  They are the cutest and most adorable couple that I have ever met.  They give me hope that love exists and someday I could be like her.  So for now I want to celebrate her new engagement and soak up all the awesomeness before things start to get hectic.  So this is for Chris and Sarah.  May their love grow stronger each and every day and may they live long and prosper.  

My sister and my niece. So happy for the 

both of them as well as Chris (not picture).

I'm back!

After a month of being awol I am finally back.  Between studying for finals, the holidays, and a lot of personal issues, I did not have time for casual writing   I missed it greatly but there was no time for it.  At points I wanted to write but I  couldn't.  I just couldn't.  One thing I will say is that writing again is nice.  I am no Shakespeare but I do believe I can write a decent blog.  Well a decent blog every here and there.  I want to thank everyone who has ever read one of my posts and to those who are reading it tonight.  With my return I promise to give you a huge variety of topics to read.  Some may be random but it's my blog so just deal with it...pretty please! Now I shall leave you, for I am extremely tired and need to sleep.  So hello to the old readers and welcome to the new!  Be patient my little ones for this new year will bring a new me and certainly a bunch of new posts.