Wouldn't it be just lovely if every day was just another wonderment?
Every moment was something you felt pleasured to experience?
There were no difficult days?
Well, I suppose not. If that was the case, you probably wouldn't appreciate the wonderment that exists in every moment because they would all be that way. Laws of supply and demand are non negotiable. Oh well, it was a nice thought for a moment anyway.
Today was a difficult day. Drama drama drama at work. My oh my is there drama. I apparently offended some thin-skinned little girls that work in my building by answering one of their emails containing three questions with three one-word answers followed by a "thx". I guess that's offensive, if you're socially retarded. Then, I had to sit in on a meeting with my boss and my boss' boss watching as the senior of the two ripped the other to shreds using the information that I provided (because I did my job). That wasn't fun. Then, my direct supervisor and his best buddy pulled me in for a gossip session about my privileged position as a fly on the wall. Ick! I just left work feeling tired and drained. I feel so dirty (cringe).
And to add to that, I started not feeling very well yesterday at the gym. I worked out anyway but it wasn't fun. I was planning to do it again today but I just don't have it in me. Excuse? Maybe. Legit? Maybe. I don't feel like doing anything. I really don't even have the energy to write this poo right now either but I have to make myself do these things.
Here's my promise to myself and bloggerworld:
1. I will cook my planned dinner and eat it tonight
2. I will practice my guitar tonight
3. I will track my progress for the day
4. I will read my book tonight
5. I will NOT use my stressful day as an excuse to eat garbage (I haven't caved yet and there were tons of goodies in the kitchen at work, oh except for some lovely limoncello that I'm sipping right now YUM)
I think that should be enough to keep me out of trouble...I hope. What am I missing? I don't know.
I have some good news too. Are you ready for some good news after my whining and complaining? I know I am. Okay here it is. I told you all about the Punk Rope stuff right? Well, the workshop is on Sunday so stay tuned for that story coming soon. But, I found out that more often than not, places that I would go to to teach the class require instructors to have some kind of personal trainer license or whatever. When I found this out, I thought Oh NO because I don't have anything like that. I'm the numbers girl, not the fitness guru. So, I thunk it over a little and came to this conclusion: Why the hell not?
I want my lifestyle to be one that is active and actually facilitates healthy living so, why not just go get a personal trainer license or whatever. So I looked it up and it's just a couple text books to read and a 150 question test to take. No biggie. Fine then, it's settled, I'll do it. I ordered the text books and they just came. Then, I called to schedule the test. "Do you have a CPR certification?" they said. Um...no. I'm the numbers girl, remember. Numbers girls don't do cpr, duh.
Oh great, now I need to take a cpr class too? So much for just a simple little Punk Rope workshop to teach it for fun in my spare time. Now I'm signed up to become a full fledged personal trainer if I want. Crazy!
Okay, I just realized that I said this was good news but I'm thinking it sounds more like more complaining. I'll admit that all the extra logistics did throw me off a bit and I did have the "are you sure you know what you're doing" thought. But, okay here's the good news part, I realized that it's totally not anything I would expect myself to do and it's not something I've ever had aspirations to do. It's a new path. It's a new opportunity. It's a new possibility. I don't have any intention to actually go get a job at a 24hr fitness or anything but it's nice to think that I have options for multiple streams of income if I want. And, it feels good to see an opportunity and recognize it as such and allow it to direct me down whatever path is going to unfold without grabbing the wheel with my white knuckles and forcing my agenda down the universe's throat. That's a HUGE positive for me. HUGE! Look at me...I'm growing.
There's one more thing about this news that I feel it necessary to address. I said in the not so distant past that I don't respect any of the personal trainers at my gym because most of them look like they've got some muscle on them but it's all under a layer or two of fat. Remember that post? I do, because I wrote it of course. Well, that's still true, I still feel that way. So what does that mean for me if I'm the short chubby girl getting a personal trainer cert? My answer?
I have no freakin' idea. Bet you thought I was going to have a well thought out argument with counterpoints and all? Normally, you would probably be right to expect such a thing from me but not today. Does this make me a hypocrite? A bitch? I already know I'm judgemental but that's nothing different from every other upright walking mammal on the planet. I do know though that it's not going to stop me from doing it. I don't know why but this strange little hiccup in my life feels like it's meant to teach me something or lead me somewhere. I have no idea if that's right or I'm just a complete wack job but again, I figure what the hell, what's it gonna hurt. Who knows what life will bring me when I'm being a good girl.
Accept the award and post it on your blog, along with the name of the person who has granted the award, and his or her blog link. Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you've newly discovered. Be sure to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.
The lovely Christy has honored me and my little blog with an award. Yay! I really have no idea what that means. I mean I follow a few blogs and I've seen these little things elsewhere but still don't really get it. I'm working on it though. Now, because my blog is still so small (only a handful of followers, whom I love and appreciate dearly) I definitely don't think I can come up with 15 people to pass it on to like it says. Well, I suppose I could but I'd just be giving back to the people it's already hit and I don't know if that's against the rules or whatever. I told you I'm new. So, here are the bloggers that I have been particularly enjoying.
Bitch Cakes is one of my favorites. I love sassy sexy...wait that's like me. :)
Michelle at 128 Sticks of Butter because I like how she thinks.
Mandie is kickin' that fat's ass. 3 snaps (cheezy)
Frannie is absolutely lovely finding herself.
Cere because she titled a blog Muahahaha. hehe
Nat the Fat Rat has nothing to do with weight loss and I'm pretty sure she's got just the perfect little figure but her view of the world is just delightful.
How about everyone's hero, Prior Fat Girl?
Unhappy Bellybutton because it's a catchy little name for a blog and Kira's quite entertaining.
The team over there at We Kin Get Thin.
Sorry for the long post. I guess I just had a lot to say today.
Thanks for listening. And Christy thanks for sharing the love. :)
