Showing posts with label Workout. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Workout. Show all posts

Thursday, December 31, 2009

End of the year post

I wasn't going to do one of these, but I've been lazy and absent lately so I figured I might as well.

2009 was a mixed year for me. Writing wise and personally.

Even though I'm not quite where I want to be when it comes to writing, I did start working at it more this past year.

I don't like looking back in the past, so instead here are some personal and professional goals for the coming year.

1. Get my own apartment. I'm nineteen years old and still living with my father. Now, that might not seem too bad for some of you, but after living on my own for a year it's really hard living with a parent again.

2. Finish up high school. By this summer, I'm going to be a goddamn high school graduate if it kills me.

3. Finish all three drafts I started in 2009. For VDGP, that shouldn't be too hard. That story still speaks to me the most. College For Witches, on the other hand, needs to be totally ripped apart and redone. TFA is going to need a lot of work as well.

4. Start at least one completely new story.

5. FINISH NANO! Nano has defeated me two years in a row and I won't stand of it again.

6. Read 100 books, which is only 20 more than I read this year. Shouldn't be too hard.

7. I have some fitness and weight goals for next year too but I won't go into detail there.

8. Post on here at least once a week.

I'm sure I have more goals as the year goes on. But even if I just reach a few of these, I'll be damn proud of myself. I hope everyone keeps checking in withe me and hounds me every now and then about these goals. Something about people I've never met before yelling at me motivates me strongly.

Anyone else have some goals for the new year?


Oh yeah. One more goal:




































10. Spend more time looking at hot men, like Jensen Ackles. It just makes my day seem so much brighter.

Friday, March 13, 2009

Random Check In

There goes week two of diet and exercise. I did crappy this week. I skipped out on working out for three days. And I went to McDonalds. Twice. Color me ashamed. Buutttt. I'm still down one more pound. Since I was expecting to have gain, can't say I'm not please. That's seven pounds in two weeks. Woo and hoo.

In other news, I've started writing again. I've been so terrified of writing something bad that I stopped writing all together. So that wrapped in with not exercising, let's just say this week was a crabby week for me. Excluding Sunday and Wednesday.

Now I'm not even going to go into everything that happened on Sunday (you probably wouldn't believe me even if I told you), but on Wednesday, Jamie, Kacie, and I went dancing at Stargate. Tons of fun. I forgot how much I missed hanging out with girls. And dancing. I love going dancing.

One last random update before I go pass out, school. Blahhhhh. I'm trying but not doing an amazing job.

(Suprise, suprise)

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Pride. I has it.

So one week ago today, I joined a gym and started to eat healthier. I've gone every day except for one. Already, I feel better. I have more energy, I'm thinking clearer, and I want to keep going every time I'm there. I have to stop myself so I don't end up hurting in the morning. And in this week, I've lost...... six pounds!

After the first week, it's not healthy to lose more than two pounds, so this is likely to be my biggest lose. But it's a hell of a start. I'm only weighing myself once a week so I don't get discourage when the numbers are just melting away.

One of the reasons I'm proud of myself is because I'm not good at sticking to things. One week and I'm going strong. I owe that to the lovely people over at AW who have been holding me accountable. They're helping more than they realize.

Since I've been working out, it's been easier to get other things done that I've been lacking. Mostly school. I'm still behind, but I'm slowly and surely catching up.

Every week, I'm going to post my progress, even if I don't lose weight. I've promised myself that I won't let that discourage me. I'll tell myself, "Muscle weighs more than fat, look in the mirror instead of the scale, are my clothes looser?"

Wish me luck!
 
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