Saturday, February 13, 2010
I didn't want to jinx myself so I had decided I wouldn't blog about this topic until I reached week 6. Well, i'm going on week 7 of faithful exercising! Whoo hoo!
I joined a gym in Abbeville and have been going 5 to 6 days a week for 6 weeks now! I'm so darn proud of myself and have really noticed a difference in muscle mass and I can finally keep up with Josh when we go on our 3 mile hikes through the woods. :) It feels awesome to be in shape and I enjoy the heck out of going to the gym. I go every day during the week from 12 to 1 and always look forward to it. It's my escape from the stress of daily work life. I finally stuck with something and its paying off. I am my own motivator!
I've downloaded some great motivational upbeat tunes to listen to and let me tell you, good music makes all the difference! From Fergie to Britney, Pussycat Dolls to Kesha and Lady Gaga to Lasgo, these artists get me through it.
Another big motivator besides the music, Robert Kennedy's Oxygen magazine! They have great tips when it comes to foods and exercises. It was definitely my biggest inspiration to start building my healthy body.
They always end the magazine with "Exhale" which is a motivational quote that I stick on the fridge to remind myself to stick with it!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
...along with a piece of my heart.
Monkey had been missing for 2 weeks. Yesterday morning I woke up from a terrible nightmare about him being hurt and not being able to find me. I told Josh that I sure wished that I knew whether he was ok or not and that the worry was making me sick. That's when I walked up to him and asked "Do you know where Monkey is?" He calmly shook his head yes and I knew then that Monkey was not ok. I asked him if Monkey was dead and he shook his head yes again.
He died two weeks prior and Josh did not have the heart to tell me. He was hit by a car.
I've only cried 4 times today. Yesterday I thought I was going to have a heart attack from emptiness I felt. He was my baby boy, Sian's little brother. We loved him so much.
I can only hope that what they say about Rainbow Bridge is true...
because I have a hole right now that seems like it will never be filled. I never thought I could love a pet this much. I never thought this day would come. He was just a baby.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....