So here on the East Coast we are under a Blizzard warning. With a 65 mile commute into work…I didn’t even get out of bed. So I’m here in my Pj’s trying to come up with a plan to use this snow day in a productive way. I just started the dishwasher and poured a cup of coffee….so I’m off to a lazy, cozy, stay in my Pj’s GREAT start ! It wasn’t too long ago that I posted about “PLAN YOUR WORK, and WORK YOUR PLAN.” Or if I didn’t post that, the thought was rolling around in my head. EITHER way….I really do think it’s so important to make a plan, and then do it ! But if I’m being honest…I’m having a hard time making the right plan. I’m going to the gym everyday ~ (or more like I don’t go, when I don’t feel up to it). I’m not being as consistent as I need and want to be. So part of my being productive today will be working on coming up with a fitness plan. Please feel free to add any suggestions if you have any.
What I’m looking for in my weekly routine:
1.) Work on my walking/running combo to = more running
2.) Toning my target areas…= FLABBY triceps . ( to be able to stop flapping when waving to people )
3.) Tone my “biggest asset” = shrinking my ASS! I think I was blessed with this HUGE gift from birth….because ever since I can remember my mom would sing this song to me ” Holly is a nut, she has a RUBBER BUTT, and every time she turns around she goes “putt, putt, putt”. ???
4.) I mentioned my ass…but really I mean..my hips, ass, and thighs. Because that really is just one huge body part right?? At least on my body it is. I’m just going to call it my H.A.T. <<< did I just come up with a new scientific name for the medical field?? I THINK I DID!
5.) Oh and I feel like I should list my core here too…I really don’t want to….but everyone else is talking the praises of a good strong core, so I’m listing it too just for the hell of it. ( going to figure out what this plank position thing is that Jamoosh recommended.)
6.) The plan has to be challenging enough to work me hard, make me sweat, but not kill me so It scares me right out of the whole idea.
So that’s my plan for the day… to get started with a plan and be able to stick it on my fridge by the end of the day. Doable?? We will soon see….
I did get my H.A.T s out there and moving on Sunday with a 5 mile walk with HILLS ! It felt sooo good to be out in the fresh air and moving!
You were born with extraordinary gifts uniquely yours to harness, cultivate, and share with the world.
As a baby and toddler, and even into your adolescence, these talents were displayed raw and unrefined.
As you grew older, though, you probably encountered events that caused you to lose sight of some, or all, of your natural capabilities. These events led to your taking on an adjusted identity, moving you away from who you truly are.
Examples of such life-altering events include:
Being chastised for acting “inappropriately.”
Being physically punished for displaying aspects of yourself that ran counter to someone else’s beliefs or tastes.
Trying out for something (the football team, the high school play) and getting rejected.
Asking someone out and being told no.
Having a room full of students cruelly laugh at you for something you did.
Being discouraged by friends or family from pursuing your dreams.
Enduring emotional or physical abuse.
No matter what age you were when the events that affected you happened, you were quick to recognize that behavior X resulted in pain Y. This was all it took for you to bury that particular way of being under piles of emotional baggage.
Physical and emotional anguish subsides over time. The real tragedy is when you never fully reclaim the part of your personality lost during such incidents. An integral part of who you are is banished to the nether regions, never to be seen or heard from again by anyone, including you.
That may sound dramatic, but it’s one of the realities of life. You do something that’s natural to who you are, and if you’re slapped down for it, you react. Too often, what gives way is your willingness to expose yourself again to the emotional or physical discomfort you experienced.
Each time you relinquish a piece of your core identity, you move farther away from attaining “The Pinnacle.”
I call this process of descent The Downward Slide.
Traumatic events aren’t the only factor. Another contributor is performing what you perceive as your duty. Whether you had a paper route, shoveled snow, or worked for your family’s business, you did what you believed was required of you.
It may be that what began as a way to bring in some extra money became a straight line to a career path—even if it was work for which you had no genuine interest.
Or it could be that you accumulated so much debt from your school days that you took whatever job you could find after graduation.
It could also be that you turned your life upside down to accommodate your boyfriend, girlfriend, or spouse.
Your good intentions for doing what was “right,” “necessary,” or expected of you became the grease on which you began your slide away from pursuing your true talents and passions—and from The Pinnacle.
Once you step into this whirlwind, it’s very difficult to reestablish your footing. Here’s a typical scenario:
1) You go away to attend college.
2) Upon your return you want to have your own place because that’s what college grads do.
3) You take on a job, any job, so that you can afford your own place.
4) Bills start to pile up—school loans, utilities, cars, insurance, rent, furniture—not to mention the expenses of actually living life such as food, hobbies, and dating.
5) You finally make a bit of money and you’re feeling pretty good so you buy a nicer car, move to a nicer place, wear better clothes, date higher-maintenance people.
6) Now that you have these nicer things, you must continue to work hard to pay for all of it.
7) You get married. You have kids.
8) You now have more mouths to feed and more responsibility on your shoulders.
9) You now have to work harder than ever just to cover your expenses. This might mean working overtime, or taking on a second job.
10) The more and more you look at yourself in the mirror, the less and less you recognize who you are.
The chances are the job you started in Step #3 had nothing to do with fulfilling your deepest desires or pursuing happiness. It was simply the most convenient route at the time for making money, with the goal of eventually becoming self-supporting and putting yourself in position to pursue your dreams.
The fantasy is wonderful; but the reality is often more of a nightmare. After submitting to that first soul-deadening job, the downward slide away from The Pinnacle increasingly picks up steam.
While everyone has to pay the bills, too few of us end up in professions even remotely resembling our dream jobs.
Family and monetary obligations can run deep, and it’s certainly possible to feel you had no choice but to do what was required of you or to maintain the lifestyle you created. That said, you must own the fact that from this point forward, you are making a conscious choice to continue living this way.
You can’t blame others for the life you’ve picked. If you’re working in a dead-end job, it’s because you choose to be there. If you’re with someone you know is wrong for you, you’re not making the effort to leave and find someone who’s right. If you wake up miserable every day because of an event that occurred 30 years ago, you’re making a decision to allow what happened in the past control the quality of your life today.
You must begin to fight tooth and nail to reclaim your life, and to pursue what’s most important to you.
The first step may be as simple as giving yourself the time and permission to sit in a quiet place and start trying to identify your Pinnacle.
Some people need to hit rock bottom before realizing their ass has been slowly burning from their continuous downward slide. Don’t let that be you.
OK, I admit I am not a fan of “Lost” but I have a “friend” in Hollywood that is close to the show. So close he has access to the scripts for the entire last season.
With all the talk of the last season I asked for some spoilers, and he gave them to me. Warning if you’re a fan and want to be surprised STOP reading NOW!!!
Here is everything I was told including how the last episode will end.
1. This season will see the return of the smoke monster and it is hungry.
2. It will come out that Jack is John’s father. Yes, you read that right. It’s part of that whole time travel thing.
3. Desmond will make a shocking announcement about the island.
4. And last but not least the end.
My friend said this ending was designed to “turn people’s minds inside out.”
The whole show is a dream. But not just any dream it is the dream of an autistic boy sitting on the beach in Hawaii staring into a snow globe of the island.
Well…there is something that I haven’t told you. I’m in a band…and it isn’t the best band in the world…I used to be in some very good punk bands before, had a 7″ before as well as several played several concerts, got pretty good…and one of the people in my band…a guy named Tim, I’ve played with before.
But last night, my third night in out at the bars, Tim goes through and tells me that he wants to go through and start playing Top 40 pop songs as punk songs…and in the drunken state that I was in,I said yes, of course! So yeah…he said and said that the first song that we are going to play for Sorority band thingy is Paparazzi by Lady Gaga…enough said.
The good news is that I got my new photographs to the gallery today for the new gallery showing on the 23rd, as well as I got asked to give my work to for Valentine’s Day Cards…I’m fucking excited…the gallery is Crewest in Los Angeles…that should be fun.
Factoid: The butts to which your attention has been drawn may only be 16 years old, so the accompanying pictures are not meant to be titillating. Please keep one hand on the keyboard and the other on the mouse. In this instance, mouse is not a metaphor.
I present somebody’s daughter’s butt here so as to insure you understand what I’m talking about. The ONLY reason girls wear things with stuff written on the backside is to draw attention to their ass. As they slip them on, they mean for men to look at their butt and want to get in to their pants. There is no in between, there is no other reason.
By allowing their little darling to go out in public with a sign plastered across their booty, the future “victims” parents are demonstrating just how irresponsible they truly are. It’s possible, not probable but possible, they could keep their wanna be slut from becoming a full on hoe if they enforce a little decency.
Now don’t get me wrong, I’m all for girls with nice butts being kind enough to point it out. Only reason I bring this up is because I had to listen to a coworker drone on about some old guy checking out her daughter at the mall yesterday. Her “child” had the word “Luscious” on her ass.
I just think if you smoke you shouldn’t complain about body odor and if you let your kid go out with a bull’s-eye on her ass; you shouldn’t whine when some random guy takes a gander.
Of course along the same line, responsible parents wouldn’t let their little darling walk out the door with their tits hanging out either. Below is a classic example of what I’m talking about . . . .
Fun Challenge Of The Day: (be sure to post comment about your experience)
Work the phrase "you can’t motor boat a personality” into conversation.
