{August 27, 2014}   Adventures!

August has been a busy month. Still working on fitness as always. I’ve incorporated some Zumba days so that I can switch it up a bit from running… By the way, Zumba does not burn the number of calories they claim. I make sure to do the advanced steps and I’m pretty good about keeping up, my heart rate almost never reaches my max and I NEVER burn 500 calories like they claim. However, its something different and I enjoy it.

I’m focusing on strength training and light cardio for a couple weeks because I just got my new Sisterlocks!!! I have to let them settle for awhile. I tell you what its truly and investment. $$$$ However, I think its worth it already. Twice in two days I’ve received compliments and they haven’t even settled yet. I’ll post pictures below of my new style. I’m excited for my journey.  Plus, I haven’t talked about discounts but this is one of those times it pays to find a bargain. Sisterlocks cost a lot of money to have installed, so I found a woman who was helping a trainee out and was given a discount to allow her to practice locking in my hair. I’m not too worried about quality because the consultant seemed like a perfectionist and would not hesitate to have the trainee redo a lock or entire rows. Needless to say the process took a while – 27 hours not including breaks, spread out over 2 1/2 days usually from 8 in the morning until 11pm. We estimate about 600-700 locks, I will count the first time I bind and wash them.

I use the trainee technique of finding deals on spa treatments by going to cosmetology schools as well. Some experiences are better than others, I prefer the experiences where you still have a spa atmosphere even though there are students working instead of employees.

Also, speaking of journey… I am headed to Europe in a few weeks, I will try to post as often as possible. This will be my first trip to Europe so I am very excited! In the meantime, I haven’t posted as much because I have to make sure all of my clients are in a good place before I go. I received a deal on my ticket by flying in the middle of the week and on September 11th. I know some people are superstitious about this day, but I figure because of heightened security it may end up being the safest day to travel. Anyway, I saved $500 on my plane ticket so, I’ll just pray for safe travels as I always do and keep it pushing.   I LOVE ADVENTURES!

Here is a picture during install:




Sisterlocks during install

Sisterlocks during install


Picture of my finished product. I am trying to get you to see how tiny my sisterlocks are. I know they will expand some, but I’m hoping not by much.



Here’s another up close shot to see how truly small I had mine installed. I did mostly small throughout the head and a diamond shape of medium in the middle.


{August 15, 2014}   What this blog is not…

I was thinking over the post I wanted to write today. The post in my head exclaimed how pumped I was about my workout, how hard I worked today, and that even though its raining I still got in. I was going to end with the phrase “Can’t stop, Won’t stop!” Very motivational, if I do say so myself. So basically, I had a very strong urge to LIE…

Not lie about my workout, but lie about how I felt about my workout. You see, for a moment I wanted to post a bright and sunny narrative about how enthusiastic I was about working out and how energized I felt and how motivated I am now that I have been doing it for awhile, but that is a lie. So I felt I should be upfront about what this blog is and what it isn’t.

This blog, lately, has focused on my weight loss journey and more importantly my fitness journey. But this blog is not a weight loss and fitness blog.

This blog is not is a blog about someone who used to fall off the wagon, but has found renewed motivation and is “never going back.”

This is not a blog about someone who resists temptation daily because “my goals are sweeter than any treat.”

This is not a blog about someone who used to never work out and now loves it and can’t get enough.

This is not the blog off a fitness fanatic who fake whines about “only” jogging 5 miles today.

This is not a blog about someone who has lost weight or is losing weight rapidly.


This is the blog of someone who is still in the midst of the necessary mind altering process that is the foundation of any weight loss story.

This is the blog of someone who still eats sweets when she stresses, or is happy, sad, tired, lonely, overworked, annoyed, angry, bored….(the list goes on).

This is the blog of someone who celebrates small victories, like working out 60 minutes despite self-sabotaging thoughts.

This is the blog of someone who was always physically active as a child and in sports, because I came from an athlete-producing family.

This is the blog of someone who never actually liked working out even though I was in about three sports a year; track, soccer, cheer leading (and yes! cheer leading is a sport, especially when you are forced to be the base and hoist those heifers up). Why did I participate if I hated working out? Because I came from an athlete-producing family, of course!

This is the blog of someone who always loved sugar, but had a great metabolism… until I didn’t. Seriously the amount of sugar I ate growing up and well into adulthood, I should be morbidly obese. Instead I am overweight with bad skin.

This is the blog of someone who has fallen off the wagon many times, and may not be done doing so.

This is a flawed person’s weight loss and fitness journey.

So seasoned advice I don’t have. Nutrition and fitness know how, I do. Motivation to implement the knowledge I have is in varied supply.

With that said…Here is a truthful blog post about working out despite my feelings:

Today, I traveled 40 miles one-way for work. I went to a fantastic seminar on employment law, nerd alert! I also networked with some great people and some patronizing people. You know the type, they think every private practice attorney is practicing solo or in small firms because they couldn’t land the big gig at a large firm in a building with 44 floors (like who wants to work on the 44th floor anyway? Is the building so large so that you can never leave the office?).

They had great food and wine at the reception after the seminar (gotta love the most alcoholic-producing profession out there)! When I made it home, I really didn’t want to work out even though I promised myself a run. It had started to rain, so I gave myself permission to skip. Yet, I remembered my most recent post and I told myself, “I am tired of lying to myself.”

My gym was open for another hour, so I quickly changed and hit the treadmill and did some strength training (my cousins new fitness challenge). And guess what I shaved an entire minute off per  today. Whoot! Whoot!!  So there you have it small victories, sore arms, and an accomplished feeling. That is what this blog is about! Have a good night.

Today was a busy one. I woke up early and started working around 6am. I had a deadline that had to be met by the end of the day and I was nowhere close to finishing the assignment. You see I’d just gotten this assignment, that would normally take me a week, 24-hours earlier. I was stressed to say the least.

My original plan for the morning was to go for my long jog (6-8 miles) this morning. With the pending deadline I cut that down to a 30-min run, and then before I could get out the door, I received a text that prompted me to decide that I needed every second I could get; so no run at all. Well I worked through the day, and guess what?! The deadline was pushed back significantly at the end of the day, which meant that I could breathe. Yay!!! It also meant, I stressed for nothing. Boo!!!

Now that my nerves had calmed down, I started to reflect. All day my body kept screaming for a run… I know crazy right, my body wants to run. 🙂 LOL! All day I ignored the call and in the end everything worked out. In hindsight, even if the deadline hadn’t been changed, skipping my 30-minute run wouldn’t have saved the day. So why did I think it would?

I guess the same reason I eat when I stress. Or why I seem to actually thinking that “I’m too stressed to work out” is a valid excuse. Skipping my run didn’t do anything for me today, except make me feel unaccomplished, despite all that I accomplished at work. I didn’t take care of myself. I work in a high-stress career field and the advice I get over and over from older attorneys is that they wished they’d taken better care of their health. I need to take that seriously.

Once at a weight loss workshop the speaker talked about how many overweight people are guilty of skipping meals (raising hand and waving it in the air). She said she was so busy being a great wife and a great mother, that she was lousy to herself. She changed this bad habit by thinking about the fact that she would never forget to feed her child, she would never neglect her child, so she started thinking of herself as another child in a way. When she was tempted to skip a workout or skip a meal, she thought ‘would I ever be too busy to feed my baby?’ It seemed to make sense to me.

Right now my baby, is my career and once upon a time my beloved dog, who passed. So if I set an appointment with a client, I wouldn’t skip it. If my client needed a resource (healthy food) I would break my neck to get it to them. My dog ate homemade organic dog food. He took 2-4 walks a day, and at least one was at a minimum of one hour, EVERY DAY. So the very least I can do is honor my appointments to myself. So tomorrow, I have a long run at 7:30am. See you out there. 🙂 Here’s an old picture of my beloved puppy. I miss him…  




{August 2, 2014}   Fall and Get Back Up

A few days ago, I talked about how I fell off the wagon with my exercise and food. Well I’m back on track. I did a long run on Thursday (yesterday), 6.35 miles. I was very proud of myself. Nearly 900 calories burned. An interesting thing happened. I was running, and I marveled that I had gone further without stopping than I have run in a very long time. This is the first route of significant distance that I’ve run since my running partner left town. So I was really marveling at myself, and the fact that I wasn’t letting my mind defeat me and wouldn’t you know I tripped on a curb. Actually tripped is putting it mildly, I’m still embarrassed. I face planted and have the scared hands to show for it. I’m pretty sure the people passing me in the car started laughing at me with their windows down and, I’m not sure, but I think the crows overhead were laughing too. They started cawing at a most suspicious time, as in right after my fall.

It wasn’t long ago that a scrapped knee, stinging hands, and humiliation would have been enough to send me home. But I didn’t go home. Nope. I kept running, I finished my route! Now that is something to be proud of! Its just like this fitness journey I’m on. I get stronger, mentally and physically every day and though I slip up, my rebounds come sooner and with greater determination. So here is to getting back up!  Also, I hit my goal during this run, so 50 miles in the month of July!!!!




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