The Truth of the Matter

I haven't written in quite sometime. Truthfully because I haven't worked out. Aint nothing like the new season of the Biggest Loser to make you hate yourself. (Not really, but maybe a little.) Im totally rooting for the black team because I fall in that age group. But I totally relate to the red team. Im young, and overweight, and would probably would fill out a 28 page health form saying im totally healthy despite a few clinches in my need every now and again, just to find out im the unhealties on the ranch. I felt Ramon's pain. I will NEVER put my weight out on this blog, but it aint pretty. I wanna be healthy for me. Not anybody else, but me. Time to get re-motivated.

Chatting about the Q Dogs

So the Ques were in town this week. Omega Psi Phi celebrated 100 years as a historically black fraternity. I had a flash back to college days. I would visist a few colleges and attend parties and the frats and soros were always representing. I always wanted to be a Delta, I felt that organization fit my personality. Anywho, when I learned the fellas were going to invade the city I was very excited to make their arrival. I came downtown and drove around the city Saturday nite to take in all the maddness. Purple shirts on black men every where. :) I really wish I had picked up my girls and just chilled in one of the hotel lobbies with my video camera to capture the maddness. Instead I watched it from my car as I drove around and ate my Reese McFlurry (Ill stick to Oreo, there is just something about chocolate and peanut butter with ice cream that doens't float my boat, no matter how hard I try.). They romed the streets, and ignored all no turns signs everywhere. DC was a big college campus that weekend. When I rode by my job a bunch of older Ques were outside the building singing and finished with loud barking. Some people in their cars were looking really scared and concerned, I loved every minute of it. I watched a YouTube video of them at a party where they played Atomic Dog. Maddness!!! That party was Thrusday night and right down the street from my job. It was too close for me not to be there, but I wasn't. I wish I was there to experience it all. I hope the city treated them right and they didn't get in too much trouble. Congrats on 100 years fellas.

Robots in Disguise

I feel like a transformer. When I get up and down I move real robotic like. Manuving each joint one at at time. Im not dancing either. Im in pain. This morning, day two of returning to bootcamp, we did cardio, which consist of skipping, and hopping and a running and twisting and sprinting and more sprinting.  After an intense work out, I seem to move at the speed of a snapping turtle. I said I wasn't going to tell anyone that I was working out this time around, but when Im moving like the tin man from the wiz and grunt like I need an oil can to my joints I feel the need to explain. My coworker isn't asking any questions, she thinks Im just crabby from my cycle. I can play that off for the rest of the week, but what about next week. Hopefully I will have loosened up a bit, this stage is no fun. This time around Im eating right in conjunction with working out. I hope to drop drop drop. My sister keeps saying that its 80% what you eat and 20% activity. We'll see.

Back to Sq1....Again

Today, today, today... Im tired. I quit bootcamp a while back. I had a lot of deadlines at work and felt I needed to get into work by 7 for two weeks to complete those tasks and I also had a business trip. My two week hiatus turned into a six week hot messitude, im back now. But I feel like im back at square one.  When I left bootcamp my arms and shoulders were shaping up real nice, my pot in my belly was melting and everyone was geekin because I was a push-up machine... I could barely do those this morning.  We did inch worms this morning DA HORROR. (Im glad we're not being video taped - I can only imagine how I looked, booty in the air, mean wedgie I just couldn't reach and then collapsing on the ground, repeat) I was moved to tears behind those things. I think part of my problem was lack of energy because of my menstrual cycle - day 3. I usually skip my work out the week of my cycle for this very reason. This time I just had to get back out there, my health is waning at my tender age and it scares me because I know I am 100% the problem. My goal is to make it out every day this week. I am proud of myself for getting up at 445 and meeting the team despite my current menstrual state. I am ashamed Ive let all my progress leave me, but I will get there again. Its time!

Which first - Shoes or Outfit??

So this is what happened. Summer came. I didn't have any decent shoes. I was depressed because I have large feet and its hard to find shoes. I searched high and low and nothing. I went to Nine West and in one weekend bought 5 pairs of shoes. All shoe divas can understand. I usually divert my obsessions to other things cuz beautiful shoes are so dog on hard to find, normally hair, but I digress. So Im going to a three day convention THIS WEEKEND and I want to look like the cover model for Effortless Fiyah magazine. The Plan. So now that I had these fabu shoes I wanted to locate outfits around the shoes. But this weekend I went shopping and bought 1.5 outfits that go with none of the shoes I have. ?!? "Its amazing..." The Verdict. Take the baby doll blue seersucker dress back to Nordstrom because it does nothing for my swag once I got it home and GET AN OUTFIT OR TWO TO COMPLIMENT MY SHOES! I REALLY hate returning items to the store, but I came up off too much bread to not wear that cutsy dress.

Music on My Mind

There are several songs I can't get out of my head. Who Runs the World-Girls by Beyonce, The Time by Black Eyed peas, and something else by Ricky Rozza. I must download today, everything but the Rick Roza. Those songs that call women out their name and talk about sex in the most provocative way are not a good look. They may have a catchy beat, but you wont catch me paying for it.

Oh yeah, one more, my girl Jill Scott - The Light of the Sun. Im looking forward to this album because she said it's REALLY a representation of her. Her last album turned me off so much. The album seem to be only about her falling on the wrong side of love and doing "anything" to make it right. It was sad actually. So I look forward to hearing this new sound. She has a beautiful voice. I hope I'm won over again.

"Feel Good" Feeling

Im in a good space this morning. My hair is all over the place, one of my favorite dresses has shrunk a bit and shows my thighs in a not so flattering way, and I had to wake up early to get to work by 7. All those tings are usually ingredients that make up a "bad hair day" but Im feeling great.

I like this feeling :)