I think it'll be fun and if it becomes incredibly mundane then I'll stop. I mean obviously, I won't blog about how I did the dishes last night, but just give our brides and readers a little glimpse into the incredible lives of Josh and Keny (which I hope you know I'm being completely sarcastic).
My current struggle is working out. I have a love/hate relationship with working out. As in I love how I look and feel after a work out, but I hate the whole sweating, and grunting like a small animal thing while I work out. I hurt my shoulder last year around September and completely stopped. Josh was worried that I wouldn't be able to lift my bouquet on our wedding day, and so instead of taking it easy, I took it as a Get Out Of The Gym card. Then we got married and the whole two weeks of overindulging myself with ice cream shaved ice in Hawaii quickly caught up to me. I hate to say this but I got back from our honeymoon with the full intention of going back to the gym, but I haven't gone since. I can try to say it's because we've been to busy, but the fact of the matter is I'm lazy (at least when it comes to sweating). I would much rather sit in our office editing photos while gasping at the scandulous going ons on The Hills with a bag of Doritos to keep me company. I do feel kind of guilty though...
This overwhelming feeling of guilt finally caught up to me a couple of nights ago. I woke up completely horrified and quickly looked for Josh to give him a detail account of my nightmare. I had dreamt that Josh and I were at a pool party where this gorgeous super model was in attendance. Josh took one look at Katyia (yup that is how detailed it was, she had a name), and he fell in love with her. I was completely distraught at the fact that Josh left me for a model named Katyia, that I went looking for sympathy from his mom (who is one of my dearest friends), and she just stared me down and said "what did you expect?". That's how my dream ended!!! I told Josh, and he busted out laughing. "Do you know what your subconcious is trying to tell you?". I glared at him and then spitted out the words "I should go to the gym?." He just kept right on laughing, and after assuring me that he would never leave me for a model named Katyia. I made up my mind to go the gym.
This evening I'm going to the gym. The first time in seven months. I'm kind of excited, and kind of not. I have my gym bag packed with the essentials including my Ipod full of songs specifically that make me want to run like the wind (including the classic Baby Got Back). Are there any songs you recommend for working out? Also what kind of workouts do you do? I get bored easily, so I always have to change it up. The next time you seem me I hope to be a lean, mean Nikon camera weilding machine :) Wish me luck!
And so I leave you with an inspirational photo of when I was a fit and fabulous bachelorette. Dang Newlywed 15!
1 comment:
Good for you! Hope the gym went well the other day. ;) It's really not so bad once you get a routine going again.
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