Work out shakings

My mom makes a loverly tuna casserole. I heart it quite a lot. Lucky me, she made it tonight. Good girl me went with Michael to the gym five minutes after wolfing down a huge bowl of casserole.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid

We get to the gym. It's bursting at the seams with kids in costumes running around on blowup playgrounds, apparently they have a community halloween night for kids at the gym. The actual b-ball court was blocked off for the kids as well as the lobby area. We pushed our way through and started working out our legs. last time we did arms and cardio. So all the machines are new to us. I get on the leg press and Michael decides I can push the same weight as him. 300 lbs.
I used to be able to do more in high school when I had weight training but it's been years since then.

I get on the machine of death and begin. At first I thought it was broken because it wasn't moving beyond a certain point. Stupid me, i wasn't puching hard enough. So I do 12 reps and we switch. 12 reps again. and again. I was quite impressed I could do that much weight after not lifting for so long. By this time my heart rate is up like I've been running for the past hour in a sprint. My wholoe body starts to shake and I feel a rage of nausea coming on. I run to the bathroom and sit down on the bench and nothing comes out. I wished it had.

Lets just say I can't handle exercise with food in my stomach. I thought I'd tough it out and keep working out so I didn't just pay $4 for nothing. After a half an hour of weights I couldn't take it any more and had to collapse on the floor. I couldn't stand up without puking and their wasn't a garbage can in site. Just a bunch of screaming kids shoving their faces with junk food and sweaty men working out. I did not want to throw up there.

I took a break for five minutes and Michael ran a bit. Finally I started walking around the track and got in about half a mile or so. I'm quite proud of how much I did seeing how I was holding down the puke the entire time. And you know what's wierd? My bum is sore. I don't know what exercise I did, but it's sore.

end of part 1 of my gym adventures. Stay tuned next time for..........organisms attack on the bench press.........

over and out.

I spend WAY too much on music.

I have no job and no income at the moment (still), yet I am using the last of my resources to buy music online. I refuse to buy actual CD's of an entire album unless it is Kelly Clarkson, Beatles or John Mayer. Otherwise, it's online purchasing of individual tracks I like. I was looking at my bank statement today and totalled up this month's spendatures. Totalling $30 this month alone. Month before? $42. It's becoming an addiction methinks. Good thing I have an 80GB hard drive to hold it all. I need to save up and get an 80GB MP3 player now. Sadly ipod is looking like the best option. but I have yet to give in. I will keep searching before I join the ipod cult.

I got a call from the SLCC orch. director tonight. I guess he wants me to come back. I think I will, I miss playing. It's been months again since I've touched Hannah. That sounded wrong. Since I played hannah. No, that sounded gross too. Get your minds out of the gutter you sick people. Anyway, I think I'll go this week and check things out. can't be playing with any old orchestra you know. I have my limits. Ok, so I'm a music snob. Deal with it.

Oh, guess what I did today? While walking from my car to subway- a total of about 10 feet- wearing only flip flops (AND clothes you nasty people) I pulled/tore my arch. As in my foot's arch. It felt like someone took a seraded knife and stabbed it and ripped it about 4 inches down my foot. It hurt like no other. So I wallow in pain, squeeze Rachel's arm to the point of bruising (she was with me) and try and walk. I could handle it with a slight limp. Then, WHAMO! it happens AGAIN. I pulled the same muscle twice within 5 seconds. ........ 5 min pause.....

I just checked my foot for bruising, and I have two massive liquid filled blisters on my foot! Holy Crap my poor feet!

After I pulled my arch I taped it so it had some constant support and it seemed to help. I've been running with Michael and going to the gym to lift weights this week, Tonight I wasn't going to give into the arch pain and ran anyway. I guess the retarded limp-run I was doing gave me blisters. wonderful.

Tonight I helped Michael make a curry chicken stirfry. I will never use curry again. It is NASTY! I ended up rinsing off the veggies and chicken and starting over, turning it into sweet and sour chicken. Who ever invented curry should be shot. Goess Gross Gross.

My mom volunteered me to play the piano in the primary tomorrow. I guess she forgot.......... I CAN ONLY PLAY LIKE TWO SONGS MOM!!!!!.........................
So I'll be looking like a completee idiot tomorrow pretending to play kids primary songs I don't know. they'll be getting the right hand only. Maybe and occasional left hand accomp. if it's in C major. They should sell tickets. it should be interesting. Pray for me.

Well, the bathroom is calling (trying to drink 8 glasses of H2O a day) and I have some blisters to take care of (oh, were you eating?) Hope you all have great weekend. See most or all of you at Shells party!!!!!!

Oh, michelle inspired me to finish my "100 things about me" section as she did hers
in ONE day. Go check it out!(link to the left) I left off at 67 last time. I finished it!!

10 steps, brewed hay, and other interesting things that happened today

It's 12:49 am. I should be alseep on a normal human's schedule, but alas, I'm up typing in a blog that no one reads. I feel better when I get my thoughts on paper(screen) so I will persevere.

Today I had Chamomile tea for the first time. It is always included in my fruit herbal tea variety pack, but I would just chuck it cause I thought it sounded gross. I have given the stuff a new name as you may have noticed in the title. Brewed Hay. Nasty stuff. I wil continue throwing it out from now on. Just thought You'd like to know.

Yesterday and Today have been the most non-productive days of my entire life. And guess what I filled in that dull wasted time? Food of course. Warm, comforting, friendly food. Lots of food. We're talking dump trucks full. In the past 48 hours I have probably consumed over 12,000 calories. I am not even exaggerating. When I'm bored, I eat. I was SO bored. I could have gone to the adult session of stake conference on saturday, I could have gone to the gym, I could have built a snowman when it snowed last evening, I could have gone to stake conference today, could have read a book and practiced my spanish. Could have could have could have. Stupid could have's. As my dad says (and it drives me nuts) "It doesn't matter what you know, it's what you do"

I need a serious kick in the backside and an electric current shocked through my body to get me back into gear. The past two months I have accomplished practically nothing compared to the rest of my life. Painted my wall, moved to a different room in my house, pulled weeds, watched way too many movies. All that, in two months. Wowser.

Tonight I turned to my Aussie inspiration/motivational speaker-dude, Craig Harper (link to the left). I've been reading his site for about a month now. I always leave with the frame of mind, "wow, I could really do something with my life, lose weight and be happy if I put my mind to it. But I'll do it when I have time/when I want to/when I feel like it/insert any lame excuse"

Today he posted a weekly Video about making changes and how to do it. Not short term never-gonna-happen changes, but a life altering way of life change.


1. Be honest about where I am now in life

2. Where I really want to be

3. What has held me back in the past -or what is holding me currently. Any hurdles I can't seem to get over. i.e. procrastination, fear, poor time management skills etc.

4. Make decisions-important, passionate driven serious decisions

5.Set specific Acheivable goals with a time frame/limit

6.Create an action plan. One that is do-able

7.Stop and re-asses. partway thorugh, halfway, whenever

8. improvise and adapt when things change or go wrong as they are bound to do.

9. Persevere

10. Finish what you start

So there they are. Now go change your life. Accomplish what you've always wanted to. I'm going running in the morning. As in 6am morning, not my usual noon wakeup time. What will you do?

blugh. too much food :)

Still no comments on the blog. totally sucks, but life moves on. I know it's the weekend, and you are expecting flashback pics. But.... My dad brought home new scanner form work to get a better quality picture and it will not connect to the scanner software on my computer!! The computer recognizes it, but other than that it's worthless. So no pictures this week. Sorry.

You know what I totally forgot to do? Take picture of our dinner/game night tonight!! Stupid me dangit. Well it was fun and I'm still stuffed. One course next time eh Shell? But I finally have made chicken Cor don Bleu. yay for me!

Last night I went to the Cyprus Football game. It was quite cold (freaking cold) but it was fun to see Kristi, Shana and Heather and play around. We all lost our voices from screaming so much and I go tto talk with Kristi on the ride home which was long overdue. I hate it when you go a long time without talking to someone and it's like you have a billion thing to catch up on . Anywa, she is getitng me a application at her work on Monday and hopefully all goes well, I'll get a job!

I am enjoying free life though. Scroungin off the parents, no bills, no car (sux), sleep in all day, stay up all night. Now If I could just stick to my exercise routine seeing how I have nothing else to do all day. You know me though. Exercise? what's that again? No wonder my body has so many health problems. All My own fault and I know it.

Well dearies, need to run, sorry so short. Can't miss church tomorrow. If I get to bed now, I'll get.......5 hours of restless, dog crowded sleep in time for church. Yipee. Tootles!

Becs

Flashback Weekend!

My Mum & Dad on their late Honeymoon to Maine. They couldn't afford to go until 9 months after they were married. As you can tell, my mom is a very 9 months pregnant with my oldest brother Michael.







The picture my mom sent to my dad while he was on his mission. They wrote for 2 years and when he came home 4 months later they were engaged.

My first Orchestra concert. 5th grade christmas concert. Notice how retardedly I'm holding my viola? Ya, I was definately a beginner at it.

My first trip to the zoo. It looks like I'm feeding them cheetos! hopefully no deer died from my generosity.

Was I not the cutest baby ever? admit it, I was.

It's amazing what kids can create with a minimal amount of snow. notice the line of rocks behind me? their is a house and fence there now.

Randy and me playing with playdough I think? Love the face no? I was a freaking indian as a kid as well as today. Just blessed in that department I suppose. Look at my legs! So dark!

MIchelle was the one who taught me how to do my hair and created the passion I have now for cool hairstyles. I guess she had to practice on Randy until I came along. He doesn't seem to mind much

My mom and Dad's reception. the ceremonial cutting of the cake. My 17 year-old (at the time) aunt made their cake. wowser. My mom wore a different dress for the reception and wore her normal temple dress for the marriage. Money was tight then. She still looked beuatiful though!

The family before Rachel and I came along. My mom was pregnant with the baby she miscarried at the the time. Right between Randy and me.

Guess who I was for halloween?(repunzel for you slow learners)

The incredible shrinking/changing/derranged way of beauty

Another amazing movie made by Dove about the fashion idustry and it's way of contorting our minds. They sure have hit this on the nose. I am lovin' this video and keep watching it over and over. Hopefully they change some people's minds on how they see themselves. Hopefully me.

Blog still under maintanence

So tonight Tony got online and helped me TONS with the HTML for my blog. We got it centered!!! That may seem trivial, but it was tough! I've been researching like mad and cannot figure out how to add back my comments and a link to my blogger profile as well as my profile picture. I don't really care about the profile, but I WANT my comments back. I tried blogger help groups and no one responded. Jerks. I really need to learn HTML all the way. then all this crap would take minutes instead of hours.

Again, if anything looks abnormal, out of line or a link doesn't work, email me please.


Last evening my mom and I got in a gardening mood as we are wont to do every now and again. I tackled our out of control rose bush. Armed with some clipping shears and my leather garden gloves (thorns people. BIG sharp thorns) I chopped away until it was a perfect round shape and no more stray branches that would grab me when I would take out the trash at night. Then My mom and I attempted the prickly weeds on the driveway.

Let me paint (literally) a picture of it for you. On the South side of our driveway, instead of having it paved, we have colored rocks/pebbles. Kind of a backup or spare driveway-thing(technical aren't I?) This has been the mating ground all the way up and down the driveway. Hopefully they never expand to the lawn across the driveway. you can also see my wonderful rendition of my rose pruning job.


Anway, after the roses were done we both started ripping out the little buggars. Big buggars actually. They aren't just sharp weeds that stab you. These are Probably radioactive enlarged thorny beasts that puncture the skin and make you bleed. Then the spot stays sore for a day or two and is nice and pink and swollen. If any of you have been to my house(all of you), you probably remember it. actually I think Joe stepped on one once.

The stupid things have a short root(the one good trait about them) and then one root produces 5-6 2ft long vines of death sprouting in all directions. Of course this makes it practically impossible to locate the root, so you finger through the mangles vines-with the occasional OW! or CRAP!- until you find the center hub to rip out. And wouldn't mother nature be so cruel as to make the thorns barely attached to the plant so one tiny movement and they fall off, thus embedding themselves to regrow and reproduce for next year. A never ending cycle of misery I tell you. What's even more grand is that the plant wedges its root underneath the cement driveway thus making it 5 times more difficult to pull it out.


Randy came out for a while to watch our torment and made an intelligent suggestion that, "If we really wanted to conquer Iran, just take these suckers, scatter the seeds on their soil, and viola! instant retreat."

Today I went shopping with my mom for the yearly ritual CASELOT SALE!!!! Pretty much my workout for the week. Pushing around a cart jam packed full of every canned vegetable and fruit imaginable gives you quite the sweat. I think I have a couple blisters on my hands. You know what made me SO mad though? They had the Ramen for sale by the case and towering shelves and stacks of every flavor EXCEPT SHRIMP!!! The best one that I like and it's like they were hiding the shrimp in the back for the employees. Stupid Smith's. I hate you for that. Now I am stuck with 3 whole cases of Chicken flavored Ramen. You can have chicken anyday, but Shrimp? peice de Resitance!!

I must run off to bed now, going to Walmart in the morning for the rest of the Grocery shopping. We are out of everything since my parents left and returned from their vacation to Washington. It's hard living without Sugar flour and yeast when you cook all the time. Woe..is..me.

Oh, another quickie rant- I bought a bag of Funyuns and a bag of skittles because the house was COMPLETELY and I mean totally out of treats at all. I come home today to find both bags shredded and 3/4 gone, with the rest covered in dog slime. Ace my little brat dog took them OFF MY DESK and brought them upstairs and devoured them while we were gone. This dog will be glued to the kennel whenever I go out from now on. I Promise that.

Tootles Ya'll!

Becs

We lika' the new layout?

Ok peeps, how are we enjoying the new and improved layout? huh huh huh? It's been a while since I've changed anthying and I was waiting until I could do something cool. It took FOREVER to get this done and I LOVE the outcome.

EXCEPT.......... 1. I can't get the retarded thing to CENTER on the page
2. For some reason comments have dissapeared completely
3. I can't get a pic up on my profile anymore

Most of it is trying to figure out HTML. I had to revert to the classic template option to get it all my own customizations, so I have to do everything the long and hard way. So all you computer wizzes out there, HELP ME!!!!! Until you do, you don't get to see my face every time you visit, you can't talk to me except through email and you have to stare at the right side of the screen the whole time.

I'll be contacting Blogger help as well, but if you know how to do it, tell me!! Also if you notice any glitches that I can't see on my end, email me. I double checked all the links, but if you notice anything, let me know.

Later, Becks