Showing posts with label Exercise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Exercise. Show all posts

5.24.2009

Memorial Day Weekend

524418457_9390c2d669 A lot of people I know are off doing fun things in other states or other areas of the state. I am not. I can’t lie and say that doesn’t bum me out.

However, the weather is pretty gorgeous, so I’m sitting on the back porch soakin’ up some rays. My father is also making the first big grilled feast of the summer, and I couldn’t be more pumped.

On another note, I exercised today and I feel like Wonder Woman. I’ve been allowing myself to get in a funk this past week (HOLY MOLY! It’s been a week…) and those endorphins were so necessary. I need to make it a regular routine. Once you exercise, no matter how much it aches, you just feel good.

I have every other day off this week, and hopefully the sun will stay out. I plan on creating more activities for my friends to get involved in. Let’s just see if they’re willing…

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5.11.2009

Beach Body

Picking out a bathing suit is often:
A) Annoying
B) Embarassing
C) Completely discouraging

We all have different body types, so there's a large factor in finding one that doesn't bag out on your bum, squeeze your back fat, or show off your boobs too much...whether you're well-endowed or not.
I haven't purchased a bathing suit to lovein a while. The only reason I bought one last year was because it was on sale and the one I had been using and loved since I graduated high school was starting to look little girl-ish and was torn from a previous beach trip.
I really want something that will feel comfortable and cover everything up without looking like an old lady one piece. Speaking of...I really think a one-piece would be a nice basic bathing suit to have. But again, its hard to buy one that doesn't look like your grandmother's or one that might as well be a bikini and will give you weird tan lines.
For a one-piece, I'm feeling these:

Victoria's Secret

American Apparel

But I think I'll stick with a cute bikini while I still can. This one from Victoria's Secret is adorable and seems to cover all the right areas without any extra business hanging out.


But if I had the guts, I'd wear this but I just don't know how I feel about the awkward tan lines.

Now if I could just get back on track.

3.30.2009

Mondays. Boo.

I don't understand why the weekend has to go by so damn fast.
I had a good, albeit crazy, weekend.
My sister came in to visit on Thursday and stayed until Saturday afternoon.
We showed her a good and dramatic (haha) time. I am hoping to post some pictures of that and her soon, when I get them in.
Basically, we watched Twilight (yes, I am a fan), went shopping, and stayed up late on Friday drinking and have a good ol' time.

Now I'm back here, without her and with time flying so fast and school work to focus on as the last month of my last year of college approaches (it begins Wednesday people)!
Ugh.

Something I feel the need to share is my passion for food.
I recently told anyone who reads this about my exercise dvd. It was neglected the two days my sister was here because we had an extra mattress pulled in my room on the floor and it took up space. No worries, I did the whole 50 minute dvd yesterday and felt great.
However, its hard to make any kind of progress when you give into temptation and find yourself going to both Wendy's and Taco Bell at 10:30 PM and spending money you really shouldn't on this and this and this and this. It was so comforting and delicious, though.
Which is exactly my problem. Yes, I love eating. But I do it ALL THE TIME. Even when I'm not hungry. And that isn't going to help, especially when I like the worst food ever! Healthwise.

Honestly, if I could, I would eat chicken wings (from Tommy's or Bart and Urby's probably), Super King Buffet Chinese, and Taco Bell all day every single effing day of my life. And I would be content.
But I would no long have the normal BMI or weight for my height and age. I wouldn't no longer fit into my size 1-2 pants, even though they are a little tighter these days. And I probably would not longer have a working heart.

I cannot diet or deprive myself. But I know I need to come up with a better hobby then fast food extraordinaire.