I've found my MOJO!!

Well I've find my motivation that is!  Ha ha!  I found it this morning on my way to work when I was getting into my car and my pants were hugging my thighs so tight!  UGH!  Heading to the gym right after to work today!  Going to try last weeks WOD from http://www.crossfit.com/. 


Thursday 111020


Ten rounds, each for time of:

100 meter Sprint

Rest 90 seconds



Here's to shrinking those thighs!  WOO HOOO!!!  Who's with me?

Hibernation and Eating

I've had a rough time lately keeping in tune with Paleo eating.  Well to be honest, I haven't really followed a strict Paleo diet since probably my Whole 30 Challenge, however Eddie and I created our very own version of Paleo, but we keep using the word "Paleo" because, well...we just haven't come up with our own name for it.  Hmmmm, well let's call it the Chreddie diet.  I will thank my friend Kristin later for that...So the Chreddie diet is basically staying away from all carbs & cheeses, eating lots of veggies, eggs, and meats and staying away from artificial ingredients as much as possible.  I don't know what it is lately?  My internal bear is packing it in for the winter perhaps??  This bear looks how I feel.  Embarrassed! Not to mention ashamed for not even getting my butt to the gym.  I've lost my motivation recently to even go to the gym.  Where o where has my motivation gone?  Anyone else having these issues and do you have some solution I could start focusing on?

Sisters

When I was growing up, my sister and I shared alot.  We shared the basics like a room, the same parents, and an older brother who liked to put his GI Joe's in our Barbie house, and pin us down and make ourselves slap ourselves while saying "why are you hitting yourself?" until we were laughing so hard that we might have peed our pants.  Katy and I loved the same movies, the same games, the same friends and we even tried to share the same clothes which usually ended up in arguements!  Sometimes it was a battle to find our own individuality because what she did, I wanted to do, because,  well...she was my big sister.  I think that's maybe why my Mom started to dress us in certain colors to help with that individuality crisis.  Katy wore red, and I wore blue.  Like, here....in this picture below:

I still remember a pair of blue sneakers with flowers on them that were mine.  Man I wish I had a picture of those.  But I remember Katy had the same pair but in RED, of course. 

Even though we don't live close anymore, our shared memories always bring us back together to keep us close.  We can still giggle over the phone about songs we used to sing, silly things we did such as our own version of what we thought Happy hour meant - Our "Happy Hour" consisted of sitting after dinner in front of a mirror and making faces at each other til the other one laughed!  We used to ride our bikes up to the porch stairs and pretend we were going to the drive in bank with our baby dolls safely in tow in our bike baskets.  We had great imaginations! 

Something I'd like to share is the surprise my sister gave me at my wedding.  She had Jarrod from Metro DC DJ's, play a song we grew up singing to and watching every year around the holidays from the movie "White Christmas".  The Sisters' song.  If you don't know what I'm talking about, you can watch it here  White Christmas's - Sisters' Act. 

Not only did we re-enact the whole skit at my wedding, we sang along with it too.  We put on a show, and it was so much fun!!

Thanks Katy, for another special memory for us to giggle about! Thanks for always being there for me.

Choices

Have you ever hit a fork in the road and said, "Where am I going?"  Life has just been passing by so quickly this year that I have to stop, really, physically STOP: to take a moment to look around me and say...where do I want to go, am I going in the right direction?  This year has been extremely eventful, not only for me, but for my close circle of friends.  I got engaged...and then quickly married, three of my friends are having babies, two have bought new homes, my childhood home is under contract to be sold...and the list could go on....to crazy places that I'll just leave in the past.

We make our choices then our choices make us and I'm pretty confident the fork prongs I've chosen that brought me to where I am today have brought me happiness.  That's what it's about anyway, right?  Happiness? Of course I'll continuing striving for Utopia, but for now, I'll keep my head where my feet are. 

Life is made of choices, remove your shoes or scrub the floor.