Thursday, January 8, 2015

January 8, 2015 - It's cold!!

Whine alert!!

This was the fountain on our campus today.
Some people say, "OOOOOhhh Ahhhhh," "That's really pretty!"
But, I say, "Dangit! It's cold!!!"

For the record, I didn't take this picture.
Our tennis coach Mark Easley did.  

I wasn't on campus today.
Even if I had been on campus, I would not have been out by the fountain.
In fact, I wouldn't have been out anywhere.

I live in the South.
South Mississippi for Heaven's sake. 

We can deal with suffocating heat because we live with it for at least 6 months of the year. 
But this stuff.
You can have it.

I do have to go to campus tomorrow.  It's our first day back for registration. 
Can you tell I'm a little grumpy?

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

January 7, 2015 - We Are Marshall

I don't watch a lot of movies.  
There's not really a reason. I just don't.  
Part of it is because I move around so dang much that when I stop for long, I'm asleep.

But there are a few that I will sit down for again and again. 
And, stay awake.
One of those movies was on tonight. 

Ed has the flu so he spent a lot of time in front of the television today. 
As I was passing through at one point, I stopped in my tracks when I realized which movie he was watching:

Ed coached football for over 20 years. The life depicted in the film "We Are Marshall" is authentic.  
The tragedy unbelievable.
Every time I watch the movie, I have to Google.
I Google the team, the coaches, the players, the parents, the pictures. 
I feel pain for the families, the community, the individuals.

But, as I scan the rankings during football seasons, and see Marshall's name, even though I did not go to school there, even though it's been 43 years since the plane crash that tore their worlds apart, 
I feel pride, strength, tradition, resiliency, the human spirit, perseverance.

It's a movie that makes you ready to put one foot in front of the other tomorrow.

Rise from the ashes.

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

January 6, 2015 - Might as well be a BADASS!

Tomorrow begins AdvoCare's very first nationwide 24 Day Challenge. 
This will be my 3rd 24 Day Challenge, and I'm excited. 

I remember my first.
I was nervous, pretty much expected to fail, and was really only taking the challenge for my middle daughter.
I struggled.
But I made it.
I thought during the entire Challenge that I would be so relieved when it was over. 

I was relived on Day 25, but even though I gave myself permission to eat whatever I wanted to, I found that I didn't really want to eat all that mess anymore.
I ate some bad stuff...but halfway through, I'd think, "this isn't really as good as I remember it being." or "This doesn't taste worth all the calories, fat, and/or chemicals."

The other amazing thing was that even though I lost 10 lbs. on the Challenge, I continued to lose weight after the Challenge.

The 2nd Challenge was even more of a success for me!  I started back running and added in a Spin class, and by the holidays, I was in the best shape of my life so far. 

Once again, I gave myself permission to indulge.  
I did.
But, not really like I normally would during the holidays.

For the first time in my life, I feel as if I've truly made a change in what I eat and how I treat my body.

Let's get this party started, Challenge #3 

This girl is going to be a BADASS!

Monday, January 5, 2015

January 5, 2015

To say that today has been a long day would be an understatement. 

To say that today has been a tiresome, worrisome, exhausting, a little good, like a roller coaster experience up and down, and that I have felt every emotion imaginable to woman throughout the course of this day would be absolutely accurate.  

Some days are just like that. 

In the rescue world. 

But, it's all worth it in the end.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

January 4, 2015 - 46

My brain is a little muddled tonight.
Well played, 46.

Age doesn't bother me; it never has.  The number that is.

What bothers me is not being able to think of words.
What bothers me is for the first time ever in my life, not being able to sleep.
What bothers me is joints popping.
What bothers me a lot is freaking hot flashes.
Take my jacket off, put my jacket back on, take my jacket off...Rawrrrrrr!

What bothers me is...wait...I forgot what I was going to say. 


I don't worry about it much though.  
Because one positive of being 46 is that I just don't care what anyone else thinks. 
Sure don't. 

I'm gonna be me.
I'm gonna say what I want.
Don't ask my opinion if you don't really want to hear it. 
I'm 46. 

And that's all there is to that.