Day 219: Eight.Twelve.13

I’m changing my habits. Slowly. The only way to truly make changes. Right?

With this blog, it’s been a seemingly easy one – to ‘create’ something everyday.

There are days, sure, where I don’t post. But I don’t beat myself up about it too much. I get back up to speed in a few days. I feel confident that I will continue through with this project until the end. Maybe even longer. It’s become a life-habit now. I can’t imagine going back to not having it be part of my life.

I’ve not been so successful when it comes to my diet and exercise.

I’m also not so forgiving with myself when I don’t stick to that plan day in and day out.

I’ve started eating regimens, workout plans, more times than I can count.

I always stop them almost as soon as I start.

The truth is, I’ve only been really in shape a handful of times in my life. Once when my friend/personal trainer was kicking my butt into shape on a weekly basis. The other times have been when I’ve been dancing profusely.

I’m not in terrible shape, sure. I eat fairly healthily, sure.

But really, truly, in great shape?

I’ve never actually given the time and effort it takes to work at it. I make excuses a lot to keep myself from actually getting to the place I want to be.

I finally came to this realization this week.

Like really, truly, saw that I have been fooling myself all this time.

I found Pure Barre a few weeks ago. Or I should say, it found me.

It’s the first time I have found a fitness class/workout that I feel like I can stick to.

Class goes by quickly, there’s fun music, and the core workout stems from movement that I’m accustomed to.

Mostly, though, I think it works for me because I can see [miniscule] results already.

This helps tremendously for those of us who don’t possess an ounce of patience.

I hope I can maintain three to four classes a week, followed by a solid eating plan. (I would actually love to get to a place where I’m in good enough shape to be able to teach classes…)

And if I fall off once in awhile, I hope it will already be such a habit that it won’t be such a big deal to get back on.

Here’s to another day of creativity…


Day 45: Two.Nineteen.13

Today’s post is for Angel Stone – friend and fearless fitness goddess.

After watching her video I tweeted how much I heart broccoli and her… and promised a poem. This is my ode… to broccoli.


For the Love of Broccoli:

Some say you taste like dirt.

I say, you will make me look prettier in my skirt.

Some say you don’t taste good raw.

I say, however you are served, you have no flaw.

Some say you smell like farts.

I say, gosh I wish I could back you up on this one. But it’s true.

No matter, broccoli of mine.

Because forever, you and I will shine.

— Now go watch Angel’s video and cook yourself up some broccoli LoVe!!


Here’s to another day of creativity…