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I’m Fitspired!!


I’m inspired today. By what, you ask?

I’m inspired by two things – a friend’s blog and a reality check.

First off, my friend’s blog. She’s smart, witty, realistic, a working mom and apparently married to a personal-trainer-bodybuilder-like dude. He’s recently become her personal trainer. Somehow I’m thinking that translates to a heckuva lot of tough love, and it definitely wouldn’t work for me and the Spouse, but good for her. She’s keeping it real, sharing her challenges (gaining weight but losing inches), new ventures (Zumba!) and funnies from the weight room (musclebound guys who take themselves way too seriously are always funny.)

You can check her out here: Deadlifts for a Dingbat.

Anyhoo, like I said – she’s inspired me. Because if she can keep it real, so can I. Fitness is a journey, right? And it’s supposed to be about the journey, not the destination. She’s been brutally honest about her fitness journey. And I’m motivated, because she’s starting to see results and have more energy. I want that to be me. As a former gym rat/fitness nut, I’ve gotta be real here.

I’ve let myself go in the fitness department. Badly. And healthy eating? Ha. About the only ‘healthy eating’ tip I’ve followed lately is portion control. As in, ‘I’ll only eat a medium-small portion of these greasy, salty tortilla chips with queso.’ Which sounds like (heck, let’s be real – it IS) a cop-out to my rusty gym rat brain.

Now, I don’t mean that I’ve let myself go in that I’ve gained lots of weight. I haven’t. Well, not much anyway. I could probably stand to gain a few pounds, truth be told. But any smidgeon of muscle tone is pretty much gone. If I were a celebrity, the paparazzi would have me on the front of the Enquirer with my eyes blacked out and ‘skinny fat’ plastered across some part of my body. Guaranteed.

For years I didn’t really have to worry about that. When the minions were little, I had some pretty rockin’ Mama arms – toned, defined, strong, stringy even. Just from wrestling their little behinds into diapers, strollers, car seats, etc.  I kept up my leg muscles with running, stairmaster and countless hours on the elliptical.

Guess what? The minions got bigger. Nowadays the heaviest thing I tote around is my purse.

Which brings me to my second source of inspiration – the reality check. I got the new issue of InStyle the other day and it had the inevitable ‘Best Bikini Body Ever Tips’ feature on the cover. WTHeck? It’s that time already? Yikes. That got my attention, because I’ve been hiding underneath layers, baggy pajamas and thick sweaters for the last couple of months.

So I took a good hard look at the evidence this morning. And there they were: The Problem Areas.

You know what I mean, ladies. We all have them. They may be different for all of us, but let’s get real. EVERY woman has a list – however small – of Trouble Spots that we would gladly nip, tuck, laser, shrink or (rarely) expand with a magic wand if we could. I saw mine loud and clear this morning. In full daylight.

And right now they ain’t pretty.

Side note – I found myself suddenly thinking about a college friend of mine. She was (and is) absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. But I remember her lamenting her Problem Area. Yep, she had one. Know what it was?

Her arms. My friend was so self-conscious that her arms were too skinny (yep, you read that right) that she ended up in a long-sleeved wedding gown. In August. In Texas. I bet she was sweltering. But for her, that was important – to hide that Trouble Spot.

Here’s the scoop. I need to get moving. And NOT just moving to the pantry to get a small portion of junk, either. Really. Moving. Because my Problem Areas are definitely not my skinny arms! And if I eat actual non-processed food that’s remotely healthy and get moving, I just might have a bit more energy after work. Just maybe I’d feel like doing something besides collapsing in the evenings. (Sadly, as I type this, I’m sucking down a Cup o’ Soup. But I PROMISE that dinner will not be powdered and/or processed.)

So thanks, ladies! Thanks for the inspiration and the reality check!


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Resolved: ‘March’ing On!


Ok, I promised. Now that it’s officially March, I can share my new Resolution of the Month with you! Aren’t you excited?? I can feel your anticipation vibrating through my keyboard as I type this. Seriously, I can. I’m sure that you’ve been doing nothing at all for a month but waiting to hear about my next resolution. (If you haven’t detected the sarcasm yet, I’m truly sorry for you.) But for the three – or four, on a good day – of you who actually read this, I’ve got a new goal. And it actually fits in with my Life Plan, so that’s a win-win, right? I sure think so. Hold onto your hats – here it is…


Yep, that’s right. Writing. See, I’ve been pretty good about daily blogging lately. At least the mechanics of it. The quality? Not so much. My brain has been in a dry period the last couple of weeks, so some days have been a real stretch as far as finding a topic. But I’m not just talking about blogging here.

If I really want to be a Writer (and the capital ‘W’ is oh-so-important) I need to make writing more of a priority. I already carry a journal with me everywhere, in case something just hits me or I need to vomit excess thoughts out of my brain to make space for the day-to-day stuff. That’s not what I’m talking about here.

I need a dedicated time and space for Writing. Daily. I mean it. Not just a few minutes in the park between checking Facebook, eating lunch and reading my book o’ the day. Serious Writing Time. I want to make it a priority. Which makes sense, if I want to turn this little passion of mine into a career someday. Trouble is, time is at a premium for me. Correction – time during which my brain is coherent is at a premium. I’ve got plenty of time if you count the hour in the morning before my coffee kicks in or the two hours after the minions are in bed. But it’s hard for me to count that as Serious Writing Time when my brain resembles a greenish poof of cotton candy during those times instead of seriously alert gray matter.

See my dilemma? It’s a biggie. So I’m asking for suggestions here. Writers – how do you schedule non-negotiable time for writing into your day? How did you transition into a Writer? Moms – how do you find that solitude that’s necessary for free-flowing thoughts? What’s your perfect writing space? Manuscript or computer?

I’m open to any and all ideas here – please keep ’em coming!!

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It’s All About Priorities, Y’all

Yes, y’all is a word. A bona fide word. At least here in H-town and surrounding states. Yes, I was born a Yankee. Yes, my extended fam make fun of me and think it is freakin’ hilarious whenever I use it. I don’t care. It’s part of my partly-Southernness. And yes, I made up that word. So?

Anyhoo, I’m still tryng to figure out this WordPress stuff. It’s more of a learning curve than I thought. Or maybe Blogger was more of a ‘blogging for dummies’ platform. It had three buttons: New Post, Publish and View Blog. Simple and easy. All was good – until I started hearing that it wouldn’t let some readers comment (that’s censorship, y’all!) and it decided I should pay to post pics. Not cool. So here I am.

This WordPress dashboard is seriously pushing my learning curve. My cheese has been moved – about a mile. I need clearly labeled buttons, not just icons. Or I need an icon key. And it’s probably there, on the dashboard, right in front of my face. And the next time I log on I’ll probably figure that out and feel like a doofus for not seeing it the first time. I was like a deer in headlights yesterday. Oh well – change is good, right? And learning this platform will stretch my skill set, get my writing read and land me that awesome freelance job, right? Sure! Just a matter of time…

So priority one is learning this WordPress stuff. And in my book, there’s one way to do that. Blogging. A lot. I’ll just go ahead and apologize now for posting more often than usual, and tell you that these posts probably won’t be up to my usual witty repartee. Don’t hate. Just help me learn!

I’ve got another problem. Work is getting in the way of all this other stuff that I want to do! Bummer. I mean, I’ve got at least three books that I’m reading now, a stack on deck, and more coming from Amazon today. Seriously, work – don’t you understand that I’ve got goals here? Sheesh. It’s just work, right? Honestly, my whole person-ness should come first here.

Dream on.

And I’ve actually got ideas for hobbies too. I bought a cheesy Learn To… kit a couple of weeks ago at Half Price Books. And the other night I actually cracked it open and started to Learn To… What got in the way? Gee, let’s see… the books that were calling my name and the painting I’ve had in my mind for a month now that has yet to see canvas and my bed – sleep is highly underrated. So I’m stuck here. I’m spending more time trying to decide what to do – and fit it all into my limited free time – than I am actually doing it.

If work would just see this and understand that I could use a 1-2 hour reading/hobby break in the middle of the day, this would be so much easier! Shocker – they don’t get it. Sigh. But seriously – can you imagine how much more productive we would be if everyone got time to stretch their brains in other directions during the workday? I’ve got it – now I can add that research project to my list of stuff I want to do during the day. Maybe I could swing that one at work.

Not surprisingly, I doubt it. But it is what it is. Maybe I can learn to telepathically read the books in my desk while editing marketing materials.


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