New Layout.

New purpose.
I love the idea of blogging, but P90X is too limiting. Yes, I am still doing it (maybe not this week) but I don't want to write about it anymore. I have bigger things to think about. I am leaving for Hong Kong in just over 7 weeks and I am getting SO excited. Every time I start to get overwhelmed something happens that makes me totally jazzed about it again. When I was scared about having to face all the fundraising and planning stages myself, I found out that a good friend of mine from UF was randomly going to be on the same trip as me. When I was worried about who was going to be on my team and whether or not I would make friends with them, I got an e-mail with their names and began connecting with them on Facebook. Most recently, when I was beginning to panic about how I was going to raise $3000 in time for the trip, I received 50% of the total cost in the mail from various families that had responded to my support letter. These things are all completely from God. Even when I am doubting the reasons behind going on this trip, He is there urging me forward, assuring me that I don't have any say in the matter, this was His plan from the beginning. It is comforting knowing that I am not in control.

This is getting difficult.

In Donald Miller's book "A Million Miles in a Thousand Years" he talks about an inciting incident. An inciting incident is a literary term about an experience or event that forces a character into action, forces them to move, to change. For example, Miller wanted to hike the Incan trail, which is extremely grueling and physically taxing, and then he asked a girl he was interested in to accompany him and she agreed. This became his inciting incident to join a gym and get into shape so that he wouldn't make a fool of himself in front of the girl that he liked while on the trail.
I had an inciting incident that made me decide to do this silly work out regime. There's this kid in my speech class who did a speech on the P90X and I thought, "he's in shape. I could be too." Then I came home and John and Maureen were talking about starting the P90X and I thought, "what a coincidence, I'll do it too!" Thus began my commitment.
Now I need an inciting incident to force me to do yoga today. I am overwhelmed with school work and I know that the workout is an hour and a half which I'm not sure I have time for right now. But I don't want to flake out on another workout this week because then I would be making a habit out of it. I wish I had more time today.

This is the face of a girl...who's working hard!

So when I said thirty minutes what I actually meant was an hour and thirty minutes. I forgot how bad Friday's workout sucked. Legs and back plus abs. Zero fun.
But then I made dinner and it was so delicious. Big shout out to Allison on that one for thinking up the marinade. I marinated pork chops in root beer and soy sauce for a few hours and then cooked em up. Seriously so good. I spent my whole life trying to convince my dad to marinate meat in soda and he never would. Well he's missing out. One time I convinced him to let me separately marinate my steak in Dr Pepper... best steak ever. I want to drop out of college and go to culinary school. Is that such a bad thing? No. I just want to cook delicious meals and bake cakes. And do p90x so that I don't get fat from all the food I would be eating. Life would be perfect. Ojala.

30 minutes

I was having a little bit of trouble motivating myself to do my workout today because I just want to nap some more, but I was trying to motivate myself by telling myself that it's only like 30 minutes and that I can handle 30 minutes of exercise. As I was thinking this I was reminded of a great speech that someone very special to me once made. Maybe you'll recognize it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-qodBTlMtA

Now I'm motivated. 30 minutes for the rest of my life. Ok maybe not entirely accurate, but whatever works right? More like 30 minutes until you can have lunch and then nap. Now that's motivation. Thank you Tim.

SMELLS like fitness

Today my abs cramped up in the middle of the ripperX. One of the more painful things I can think of (second only to finger injuries obviously). I'm not sure why finger injuries affect me so much... I start to lose consciousness. Like the time at the McDonald's on the way to NC. How embarrassing. I think it's just one of those quirks that my body has. Can your body be quirky? I have a quirky sense of smell too. Is it weird that I can recognize people by their scent? Even if I smell a perfume in the store I can recognize "oh, so and so wears this." My mom just recently switched perfumes and the first time I smelled her wearing it I told her that her sister wore the same perfume. I see my aunt MAYBE once a year... My mom didn't believe me, so she called her sister and sure enough. My nose wins again. Even weird things. I can tell when someone switches laundry detergent. Or if someone doesn't use laundry detergent. And then I get this weird memory trigger when I smell certain scents... like warm vanilla sugar from bath and body works reminds me of when my brother and Kelly were dating in high school and my brother couldn't drive yet so my mom had to drive them on dates and I was stuck in the backseat. I'm pretty sure that's what she wore. That was a long time ago so Kelly, I hope you don't think I'm creepy... I just have a super sensitive nose.

End of week 1!

Yep that's right. 1 week down, 11 more to go! I have to say, my favorite workout is kenpo. It starts out kinda slow but then it really picks up. I definitely broke a sweat. Now I want to fight someone. Well, mostly just hit someone in the face. I want to know what it feels like. Too bad I'm a pacifist.

Today I started the week over again with core synergistics, but this time I had real weights that I brought up from home. Let me tell you, that makes things harder. MUCH harder. On the plus side, I already have seen an improvement in my flexibility! Way to go p90 X!!!

The tip of the day: DON'T DO THIS EVERYDAY

Being home is rough on the diet. So I'm not eating healthy until after Easter (which seems a little counter-intuitive with Lent being all sacrificial and all). Today I did some yoga when I woke up, which is surprisingly challenging. I only did half of it, because I had to go to breakfast with my family, but even that was enough to make me sore. Or maybe I'm sore from a previous days workout. It's very difficult to tell. Then later my sister in law and I did the ab ripper x. I think I already made progress in it. We shall see how sore I am tomorrow. So stoked to do Kenpo tomorrow which I think is like karate or kick boxing. Should be awesome.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=em1sNkqhlVQ

Hopefully by the end of this I will be as good of a hula dancer as my hero, Tony Horton.

April Fools

OK just kidding I'm not quitting. Today is day 5 and I'm doing yoga. I switched days 4 and 5 because I am home now and originally day 5 required a pull up bar (which I do not have at home, but do have at school) so I'm a little out of order but that's ok. My legs are extremely sore from yesterday. But as the great Tony Horton would say, "I know it hurts, but keep going!" So here's to hoping that the yoga is nice and leisurely. I seriously doubt it.

I am weak.

I don't think I can handle the P90X anymore. I give up. I don't even really like blogging. Sorry.