Always and Forever

Always and forever  
Each moment with you
Is just like a dream to me
That somehow came true, yeah

And I know tomorrow
Will still be the same
'Cause we got a life of love
That won't ever change

Still going strong! Yesterday I was feeling run down. My knees hurt and I was tired, but I knew I still needed to work out. I decided to just go for a walk and get my heart pumping a burn some calories. I ended up running for 30 min. There is something about running that keeps me from never giving up on it, and keeps me from giving up on myself.

Let's Stay Together! Yes, I'm Still Here

Let's, let's stay together
Lovin' you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

I know it has been a week since I have posted, but NO, I have not given up. I'm still here, "whether times are good.."  and all that...

I've had good days, and I have had better days, but I have settled in to a nice routine:

Monday: Boot camp class at 6:00 AM! Sucks so hard core it isn't even funny. I whine to my trainer about how early it is: "It's soooo early!!" Big yawn just to drive home the fact.
"Yes, it is early" my trainer deadpans. "Now throw the medicine ball" Groan....

Tuesday: Run day. Just so thankful I can run again. I really didn't think it was going to be possible. also my barren class, which I credit for getting me to run again. Thanks so much to Stephanie and the girls (10-12 year olds) who welcomed me into their pre-pointe class this summer and didn't laugh at the old lady. Well not so I could hear anyway!

Wednesday: Ms T's torture class with the rest of my bridesmaids! I whine (which seems to be a thing with me) but when I'm done I'm like, "yeah that's RIGHT! I CRUSHED it!!!"

Thursday: Run day

Friday: 6:00am bootcamp class.

Sat/Sun: Run or rest day.

Oh and yeah, I dropped 6.2lbs since 7/11/12. 16 more to go. That's doable, right?

Day 8: Praying for the End of Time....But I'm Bulletproof

I feel very conflicted about Burpees

So I'm praying for the end of time
to hurry up and arrive
cause if I have to spend another minute with you
I don't think that I would really survive.
I'd never break my promise or forget my vow, but God only knows what I could do right now
So I'm praying for end time so I can end my time with you.

AND

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium

I want to feel like Titanium as I do (attempt to do...poorly) Burpees, but really I just pray for them to be over.

MBMBC Day 7: All That's Left

Since you've been gone all that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold and the dream of what love could be
If you were still here with me

Frustrated, angry and craving a cheeseburger!  I found a dress on Nordstrom that my sis and I both loved. Took my measurements to see what size I should order and was horrified. Now, as the pic says, I'm not trying to look perfect. I'm never going to be 23 again, but less look like it, but is it too much to ask to not be the bridesmaid that walks down the aisle while every smiles politely at and thinks, "Wow, that's....unfortunate" Sigh. I almost gave up, almost called my sis and told her that I would order something from Omar the tent maker and sit in the corner, almost drove straight to Wendy's and devoured a cheeseburger. For the record, I didn't. Instead I went to gym and ran on the treadmill and then went to my barre class. Yay me! Oh, Shut up.

Since I can't have cheeseburger all I that's left is rocking the outfit my sis picks for me. Maybe I'll send her a link to Omar's.

MBMBC Day 6: It's a Nice Day to Start Again

Hey little sister what have you done?
Hey little sister who's the only one?
I've been away for so long
I've been away for so long
I let you go for so long

It's a nice day to start again
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.

The picture of the clock just so happens to be the one that sits on my nightstand. The 5:49 just so happens to AM. Morning. Manana. Souchou. I don't do mornings. In fact, I believe that am a vampire and not just because it is the trendy thing to be at the moment. When I was a therapist I had to stop scheduling 8:00am appointments because apparently "uh, I need more coffee," is NOT an appropriate empathic response. Yeah, that bad.

The last time I was up at 5:49 in the morning it was only to silence these shrill shrieks that would only stop and let me go back to bed if I provided a clean diaper or a boob. Thank goodness diaper changing and nursing do not require wakefulness and can be accomplished quite nicely in one's sleep.  I hate to think what would have happened to my children otherwise.

But this morning I got out of bed at oh-dark-thirty and hit a 6:00am bootcamp class. Yeah, it sucked. The donut shop right next door mocked me the entire time. Thanks for that, Universe.

Billy Idol is right, "it's a nice day to start again." But does it have to start so freaking early??

MBMBC Day 5: Wedding Bell Blues

"But kisses and love won't carry me till you marry me, Bill
...I got the wedding bell blues"

Kisses and love won't carry me, but maybe epsom salt and ben-gay will! Ouch!

Rest is an important part of any fitness program, right? Right????...Now I  feel guilty! I've got something really cool planned for tomorrow though!

Welcome to My Bridesmaid Bootcamp!

The term "bridesmaid bootcamp" came during a exercise class I've been taking this summer. Three of us are upcoming bridesmaid in our siblings wedding and our stressing on how we are going to look in our dresses. During one class I joked that the class was "kinda like a bridesmaid bootcamp."

Then a couple of days ago, I was at the gym on the bike. I hate the bike. I hate the bike almost as much as I love cupcakes. huuummmm, maybe if I didn't love cupcakes so much I wouldn't have to get on the bike..... Something to definitely ponder later.

Anyway, to pass the time on the bike I was on Facebook and thought it would be funny to post a pic for my sis and joke about my "bridesmaid bootcamp." She laughed...with me or at me I'm not quite sure...

Then yesterday I had planned a run, but the day got away from me as it is wont to do. I thought, if I run, I can post another pic. Motivated by that, I got into my running shoes, at 8:30 and night, as it was getting dark (uphill both ways) and got my run it. I was surprised at how much motivation I got from posting these pics, just after two day and as not to annoy people on Facebook, created this blog.

Now, I have to say, that I know my sister really doesn't care what I look like or what size I am, and I am so honored and happy she asked me to be in her wedding. I really wasn't expecting it. I've never been a bridesmaid before and am so excited to do this with her, but coming off a six month foot injury where I couldn't exercise really took a toll house cookie on my body. I need to get back into shape. The wedding and this blog are great motivators. Hey, whatever works, right?

Below are the pics and posts of MBMBC so far!

July 14, 2012
Bridesmaid Bootcamp Day 4
"Goin' (RUNNING) to the chapel and we're gonna get married"
Bridal Bootcamp Day 4. It was almost 8:30 and getting dark but I was lacing up my sneakers to get my run in! BOOM!

July 13, 2012
Bridesmaid Bootcamp Day 3
"It's a beautiful night/we're looking for something dumb to do/hey baby I think I wanna marry you!" Bridesmaid Bootcamp (we'll call it day 3) -me on the bike. I hate the bike but I love my baby sis!