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New Year Post

31 Dec

It’s a little after 11am11pm (that is how tired I am) here in Cali.
I am laying in bed. I can hear the neighbors partying next door. I can also hear the sounds of ambulance and police sirens. The world is being crazy and I am about to read a book.
#nerdmoments

Since people like to reflect and think about their goals for the coming year, I suppose I will list mine.
In 2013, I want to do the following:

Get my own place
Run the LA Marathon
Finish New Rules of Lifting for Women
Transfer to a better college
Work on loving myself and cutting out the negative self-talk
Decrease my crazy amounts of stress
Read more!
Write more!
Eat a whole lot cleaner!!

I truly believe this list is doable.
I have come a long way and I know I am capable of going even further.
I have a gut feeling 2013 will be my year!

On another note, 2012 was a hard year for me. I did come a long way, but I fell into a deep hole. After losing a job I loved in Dec of 2011, I became quite sad. About 2 months later, my great grandmother passed on. I found myself in a horribly dark place. I hit a rock bottom that I did not know I could reach. I was having family issues, felt like I had no friends or support around me, and I tried to ease my pain with food and television. Slowly, I came around. I thought of my beloved Great Gram watching over me. I’d imagine how pissed off she’d be at the sight of me laying in bed eating peanut butter from the jar. She always believed in me. I decided I would get my shit together for her. By July, I was functioning again like a regular person. I was running, eating right, looking for a job, and back in school. I was even trying to reach out to some friends and attempt to re-build relationships. I suffered an injury early August. It was hard to not let one slip-up make me fall right back into my sad funk. I started lifting. I started reading again. I was maintaining my positive attitude.
I’m proud to say I have had my ups and downs this year but I managed to come back in a big way. This is the happiest I can remember being in a while. Sure, there are days that my anxiety and stress problems get the best of me. There are nights that I cannot sleep through, but I am not giving up anymore.
I would not care to repeat 2012 over, but I did catch a glimpse of just how strong I really am.

Happy New Year y’all!

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Daily Fit Thought #14

7 Dec

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Tonight’s daily fit thought is about dreams.
Do you ever lay in bed at night and imagine the things you want to do? Do you then scoff at those dreams and tell yourself to be sensible? We all have at some point, but we should not.

What is the point of life without dreams? All of our goals develop from a dream, don’t they?

I used to dream of being able to run. I would see those people running on the sidewalk. They looked happy and free. I would gaze out at them from the passenger seat of my mom’s mini-van and later on from the driver’s seat of my first car while stopped at a red light. One day, I decided to make that dream come turn. I dusted off the treadmill in the back of the garage, hopped on it, and started running. I remember that my lungs burned before I even hit half a mile. I had a side stitch by three-fourths of a mile, and I was damn near collapsing after the first mile. Instead of giving up, my dreamed expanded: I wanted to run a 5k. My first 5k, on a treadmill, took me forty-four minutes to complete. A few months later, I ran my first 5k and I completed it in thirty-one minutes. By the end of that year, I ran a half marathon. Now, I am training to run the LA Marathon in March. I never stop dreaming. I never let fear stop my dreams from becoming bigger.

Dream, dream big.