ChaCha Changes

I was going to change my layout for my blog. I've never had anything different than the black background with a picture of Ashe when he was about 3 years old looking out the window. When I started to look into changing it, I quit. As I always do. The templates and layouts just get to complicated and time consuming. I just want to post.

Today is Day 2 of my Insanity workout. There are literally no words to describe the feeling I had halfway through the video. I could barely do the push-ups, my legs kicking back were limp. I was focusing on the small paint chip that has flaked off on my wall I never noticed before. I couldn't hear or cared to hear what Shaun was telling me to do. I was just trying to focus on doing the correct form as many times as I could before we switched to the next position. My cat kept peaking into the room and would occasionally walk through the room carefully as to avoid getting side swiped. I was in so much pain I couldn't talk. But I couldn't quit either. I had to keep going.

It. Was. Hard.

I don't think I have felt this way since High School in basketball practice. There is even a part of it that you squat, jump up, and shoot a basketball. Not a real one, but you act like you are. That gave me a boost of energy.

This is by far the hardest workout, but I'm going to do it. And go insane.

Day 1

Today is the first day of the Shaun T Insanity workout that Preston and I are going to do. I'm excited and nervous all at the same time. We have been jumping rope this past week to get a little in shape. Our bodies were sore, but feel better now.

It's Monday and I have a million things to do. Of course I will focus on work first...but it makes it hard when there are other fun things to do that also have to get done this week!

Goooooooooooooooooo Me!

Cliff Notes to a Relationship

A lot has happened the past 12 months. Here is a Cliff Notes version starting March 2009.

Here is a photo of Duncan, Preston, and me. You see...up until this Saturday I had never spoken to Preston besides the normal walking down the hall at work "hello". Or standing in the parking garage with Duncan talking and Preston was slightly to the side. I wanted to talk to him, but had nothing to say. No reason why I would go over to his desk and strike up a convo about highlighters. That was until this day. Duncan organized a Golf Pub Crawl with people at work. I clearly remember looking at the list of people going and seeing Preston's name. Ah ha! A reason to find out who this guy is!!! So...I went. And this was the picture from the day I met Preston.

March 2009

After that, it really wasn't long before we started hanging out all the time. Going on Picnics!

April 2009

Sweating to death on the patio at Manny's while my niece took our picture. Pretty good for a 2 year old!

May 2009

Riverwalk in San Antonio. Boy did we eat a lot of mexican food. uggggh.

June 2009

I think you can see where this blog is going....here is the rest of the year!

July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009

January 2010

February 2010

March 2010

This is my favorite picture from the last 12 months. Not only is it because it as a Mavs game, and it has Preston. It is the best picture because it is about an hour after he proposed to me and I said yes. This is the only picture I have from that night of the 2 of us. I wish I had taken more pictures, but let's be real. Do you reallllly think taken photos was the most important thing on my mind?

Bunco!

I played my first game of Bunco last night. It was so much fun. Aw- I loved it. It was at my friend Kristin's house with 7 other women that I did not know. They were all so nice and fun to talk with. Kristin did a great job of explaining how to play to the newbies like myself. She also had a nice spread of snacks that gobbled up without a care of just meeting these people.

The game started out slow, but then picked up. It was exciting when someone got a Bunco. Like myself, for example, hehehehe. I got 3 Buncos last night!!! I was the Bunco winner and got this awesome bamboo wind chime. As soon as I got home it was put up in my back yard. I slept with my bedroom window open hopeing I could hear it talk to me. Alas, there was no wind and I'm on the 2nd floor. All I got was a dry thoart and stuffy nose this morning from the cool allergy filled air in my room.

Thank you Kristin for organizing and hosting Bunco. I can't wait to play again on the 31st. I've got to practice my rolling skillz.

Pure Insanity

I did something today that is just plain crazy. I ordered this:

A death by workout, take your money, and run program. My friend Adrienne completed it and says it 100% works and is worth it. I'm scared.

I may or may not talk about it on here. Depending on my success or failure. I dare you to do it too. (Durbin. I double dog dare you.)

www.beachbody.com/insanity

p.s. this totally goes against everything I said in my blog called Envy. nice.

Muy Grande

I made a quick drive to San Antonio this weekend. Drove down Saturday and then drove back Sunday. Preston's friend from college was getting married at 3pm on Saturday. So down we drove, showered, changed, went to the wedding, walked to reception, ate, drank, danced, waiting forever for a taxi that never showed, then walked around downtown SA. Back to the hotel, sleep. Then up for a long day of lunch on the Riverwalk. Ahhhh. By 4pm we realized we had to drive back to Dallas that same day. We didn't get far. Only to Austin. opps. But then by 8pm we were back on the road to Dallas.

I hate driving long distance. It is so boring. Preston and I tried to pass the time by eating Starburst but he would give me one and without looking I would have to guess what flavor was in my mouth. That lasted about 15 mins.

Then we played the "what radio station can we get?" That was fun as we heard a lot of old school jr. high songs that made us laugh.

This morning I'm regreting our stay at Cafe Ole until 4pm, but wouldn't change it. I just think I shouldn't have to work anymore. Just a free ride to life please.

Thank you America.

Envy

In my 10's I was a basketball player. I didn't mind or question spending from 1:30pm to 5:00pm in a gym Monday - Friday runing back and forth doing plays. The last hour was usually either conditioning drills or weights. I seemed to have no problem running a court suicide in under 30 secs over and over again. The idea of having to sit on a wall in the squat position while my thighs shook and burned for 5mins just seems like something one does. I never questioned any of it or skipped out.

In my 20's I found running. It was no big deal for me to wake up after a night of going out in college and run 3 miles around Stillwater. That moved into 10k, and 15k's, by the time I was 25. It was so easy to come home from work, change clothes, grab a Power Bar and head to my apartment gym to run a minium of 5 miles while I watch an episode of Friends reruns. I wasn't even dead afterwards. I usually would shower and then meet friends out for dinner or drinks. I even remeber one time running from my apartment in Lakewood on Abrams to my friends apartment on Peak/Live Oak. Seriously???

So, now in my 30's I have come to the conclusion that I'm an eliptical person. After all those years of running and falling on the hard basketball court, combinded with the miles and miles I put on my body of running in my 20's my left knee is done. It has taken it's little knee size white flag, tied it around the 2 screws that live in that knee and started waving. The last race I did was in December, it was 5 miles and I have never felt more pain in my left knee in my life! Even after I ripped my ACL in half. I pushed on through and tried not to complain...but it HURT. It aches when it's cold and if I have it bendt to long it pops and snaps when I unbend it. Nothing's wrong with it, it is fine. It's just old and has been repaired...13 years ago. It's not perfect.

I now envy myself and everything I didn't appreciate. I wish I had worn my bathing suit more in my 20's instead of hiding behind a tanktop and skirt on the edge of the boat. I wish I would have bought the sundress that was so cute on the hanger but I felt like my arms looked flabby. So silly now that I look back.

Instead, I will put on my white tennis shoes and proudfully step on the eliptical next to the 23 year tiny thing that is on mile 6 and chatting on her phone not even out of breath. I will rock my power walk and start looking into yoga. My goals now are to just stay toned and do cardio at least 3 times a week for at least 30 mins. That's all I ask of myself...but it is still so hard.

Especially with St. Patricks day coming up. Hellllllo Greenville Ave!