1. Never rely on another person for your own happiness. Never ever do that.
2. You can’t control other people but you can control your response to them.
3. It’s better to bridle the tongue than to speak recklessly on high emotions.
4. It’s more difficult to forgive yourself than it is to forgive another. But you can’t move forward and fully heal without self-forgiveness.
5. Love yourself. Think highly of who you are. Know that you have a combination of talents, skills and abilities unique to who you are.
6. Don’t make excuses, with so-called justifiable reasons, for staying in a bad situation.
7. Trust your intuition. Don’t talk yourself out of what your intuition is trying to tell you. Go with your gut.
8. People learn how to treat you based on the level of bullshit you accept from them. Don’t deal with anyone’s bullshit. This does not mean you have to react to it in an unbecoming way — that will only make the problem worse. But yeah, don’t deal with anyone’s bullshit.
(Short Story Fiction) Does anyone really plan to get fat? It’s a very unintentional thing that happens over the course of many days and months because, well… life happens. This is a small part of a day in the life of the ever-so-frustrated Brenda Mays. Can you relate to her struggles? Can you pinpoint her snafus? What can Brenda do differently to get the results she desires?
BRENDA IS GETTING FAT
Brenda Mays rooted through the pile of dirty clothes in her laundry basket. She picked out her favorite pair of black workout capris and smelled the butt part of the pants.
“Mom? What the heck are you doing?” Brenda’s teenage son, James, was standing in the doorway of his mother’s bedroom.
“Calm down, boy,” she said in dismissive tone. “I only had these pants on for 20 minutes yesterday. I was gonna workout but I got held up watching the Maury show. These pants smell just fine. They ain’t dirty yet.”
“I don’t care. Stop sniffing your butt.”
Brenda defended herself. “I am NOT sniffing my butt! I just… I… ehh, whatever, boy. I don’t know why I’m trying to explain myself to you anyway. Now get on outta my room so I can change into my workout clothes.”
Matthew is totally overreacting. I got done with my workout and maybe smelled a little tart. Watch the video of him being a drama queen about my stench. He he’s totally blowing it out of proportion with all this body odor nonsense.
Do you believe his claims? ((sigh))
I went out for speed intervals this morning. When I got to my usual end point I began walking back towards home. My legs felt heavy and tired.
Sweat dripping. Labored breathing. Heart pounding.
After I had walked just a mere few feet, I had a light bulb moment. That’s when I turned back away from home and started running again.
I ran and ran and ran — further than I believed I could go. I simply felt there was more of me to give in that moment. So I did it. I ran hard. It was difficult, but I had something to prove to myself.
So what was that light bulb moment?
I’m tired of focusing on weight loss. I’m sick of looking at the scale (even if it is only once a month) and I’m done with grabbing certain body parts that I think are too flabby (hello lower stomach pouch) to do a projection of how far I have to go until I shrink myself some more and finally arrive at my fit body destination.
To hell with all of that now.
I can either be my own worst enemy or my biggest rival. Same goes for you. The enemy will judge and criticize and find every reason in the world why it will take too long or won’t happen at all. The enemy will cause your progress to be slow and keep you outside of your full potential. The enemy will cause you to be lazy and unmotivated.
But my rival?
It will bring out the competitive nature. My rival will force me to challenge myself into doing my best at all times. The rival will lead me to make decisions and choices that are advantageous to becoming the best. The rival will cause me to get up when I fall down. It will urge me to rise up again and again to go for the win.
The rival will cause a metamorphosis in my thinking and actions, and will elevate my desire for change. The rival will make me want to get up in the morning and make the day my beyotch. With my rival, I’m competing against myself and coming in 2nd place behind my “enemy” just won’t do.
Sure, this blog of mine speaks on weight loss, fat loss, losing weight, yada yada yada. I’ll continue to talk about those things. But it’s really much more than that.
If you embrace the rival within — if strive every damn day to compete against yourself to be the best possible YOU — if you aim to live your life to the fullest… Well, then you losing a bunch a weight just might become the least on your list of epic achievements.
Just think about it. Then go do it.
After uploading this video to my Youtube channel, the Epic Dance Battle results in favor of myself have been dismal. But there is still hope for me. So tell me — who has the best moves? Be honest. I’m a strong woman and will accept whatever dance contest fate you dish out to me.
Whoa. I am looking fabulously horrid in this picture. And now that the ugly elephant in the room as been addressed, let’s get on with this. Shall we?
I am a cake connoisseur. And ya, I had to Google the word “connoisseur” to get the spelling right. I am the world’s most renown, self-appointed, leading authority on judging the goodness of all things cakey. My taste buds are quite refined and on point when it comes to identifying the most delectable flavors, textures and fanciness of anything that has to do with cake.
So how does the Chocolate Cupcake Luna Bar measure up in the cake department?
The Chocolate Cupcake name alone is intriguing. It compels you rip into package with hungry fury as you go in for the kill while gnashing at the “cupcake” with your teeth.
But damn. Then you realize this thing is not cakey. Its flavor does not resemble cake in any way whatsoever. There is nothing about the Chocolate Cupcake Luna Bar that screams “cake”. If anything, it tastes like a fudge brownie — and a subpar brownie at that.
I’m not sure if I spit out this Luna bar in mid-chew from my disappointment over the cake let down, or over the fact that it just wasn’t a good piece of food.
Either way, I’m sticking to my old faithful when it comes to Luna Bars: their Chocolate Dipped Coconut variety. That bar is hella-delicious and deserves to be all up in yo’ mouth for a good chewing. I eat one almost every day after lunch as my healthy afternoon treat.
So there’s my warning. If you happen to get sucked into the Chocolate Cupcake Luna Bar vortex and come out feeling majorly let down, you can’t say I didn’t warn you.