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It’s the Weekend! (And, Boy, Am I Grateful!)

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Image courtesy of digitalart / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I actually don’t technically don’t have a weekend, so, having Thanksgiving and Friday off this week has been pretty, pretty wonderful.  Yesterday, Brian and I spent time with family, and today I accomplished quite a bit.

I am thankful for. . .

  • keeping up with my metaphysics exercises
  • meditation
  • remembering my dreams
  • finishing 1/2 of Power vs. Force
  • spending some entertainment time with Brian
  • pumpkin pancakes and Brian’s fantastic over-easy spiced eggs!
  • dinner at Olive Garden with a scrumptious cheesy appetizer and fabulous pasta
  • a clean kitchen
  • a start to laundry
  • Zumba and Dance Central games!
  • Rent date in March for our 1st date anniversary
  • glass storage containers
  • this blog entry
  • finalizing and printing out pictures for my inspirational people collage
  • my talk with Cindy
  • a significant visit to O-Net to get career ideas
  • Culver’s frozen custard pints (Chocolate Oreo Volcano!)
  • Facebook inspiration
  • finding my vision

I’m sure there’s more, but that’s a start!  Happy Friday, everyone. 🙂

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Today’s “Yay”s

Well, “Today’s Yays” are actually yesterday’s yays because today was really yesterday because I’m scheduling this post ahead of time, so ya know.  Anyway. . .

Zumba was fantastic.  I made myself try the full hour, and it felt great.  Yes, I was exhausted by the end, but I felt refreshed and like I worked some muscles that hadn’t been worked in a while.

The weather is beautiful.  I don’t know why I’m not sitting outside enjoying it right now.  Maybe I will after I finish this.

Freebie time.  I had a cancellation in my tutoring.  Not great money-wise, I know, but I always appreciate surprise free time.  It’s like the universe gave me a bonus to have a little more fun.

Fabulous backwards walk.  Got some great sun time in my cutoff shorts and sun top.

Breaded fake chicken.  I have decided I could probably eat most anything as long as it has breading on it.  (Except for those fried peppers I had that one time  . . .)

Sweet things.  I asked Brian to pick me (us . . . ?) up something on his way back from yoga.  Probably ice cream.  🙂  I don’t really need any more dairy and sugar, as my poor skin has broken out like crazy.  But, yes, I DO need more!  It is decided.  Can’t wait. 😀

Finally, I read a post with essays by unemployed people and watched a video on a homeless person, and while these posts were depressing and made me feel I need to be more involved in helping these people, it also reaffirmed that I am truly blessed in what I have.  I will end with this tidbit from a post on Facebook by “The Idealist.” (Yes, sometimes Facebook actually does cheer me up, too.):

(I need to be more like this guy.)

Pickin’ Myself Up

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“Earth And Sunset” courtesy of Idea go / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

As a sensitive person, my emotions can take me on quite the roller coaster.  You may not see it, but I can certainly feel it!  I felt down as I got up this morning. I was a complete 180 from Saturday morning, when I’d woken up feeling at one with the spiritual plane, happy to have this experience on Earth, and amazed with every aspect of life.  Today I felt lost, misunderstood, direction-less, purpose-less, helpless, and listless.  I wanted to just stop caring.

So, I picked myself up.  I made sure I had protein in my breakfast.  I took my Vitalizer vitamins (hadn’t taken them since Thursday), popped a Vitamin D, some Moodlift Complex, and had some Vivix.

I got some grading done, applied to another job, and did rough lesson plans for the rest of the school year.  And after I finish this post, I plan to get in some exercise.  (Yay, endorphins!) I haven’t done Zumba in quite some time, and I could really use a good full-body aerobic workout.  Finally, I hope to get some more leafy greens in during lunch today. (Yesterday I overdosed on yummy cheese and crackers, and I’m sure that didn’t help things.)

One day at a time.  One moment at a time.  As long as I’m still here on Earth I know there are still things I’m meant to do, experiences to be felt, and lessons for me learn.

3 Thoughts About Exercise

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“Happy People Jumping” courtesy of Vlado / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

1.  Sometimes it’s ok to quit.  Saturday I was doing Zumba on the XBox.  The mix had a bunch of difficult songs in them (i.e.. including a lot of belly-dancing moves, a lot of fancy footwork, turning to the sides and around, or worse — all of the above); and I was getting 3-4 stars instead of my more recent 5’s.  My energy was low, and I was angry, frustrated, and miserable.  So I stopped.  I had made it through 6 or 7 songs, which was around 20 minutes.  It was not a great workout, but it was good enough for one day, and by stopping I kept myself from never wanting to do Zumba again.

2. Sometimes you have to finish. On the other hand, today I picked Zumba up again and attempted the same routine.  My energy was better, and I thought I was following the instructors better — but I was still getting low scores.  Was it because I hadn’t eaten yet?  Or a problem with the Kinect sensor?  It didn’t matter.  Because this time I knew I was going to finish.  I was going to settle for my 4-star average so that I could check this routine off my list.  And hopefully I would improve on those difficult songs a little more for next time they popped up.  So, I made my way through it and got a good workout.

3. Everyone needs exercise!  Last week I was talking with someone about how I need those laps inside the school building, how I really need the exercise.  Then I got the up-and-down once over and the Youdon’t need exercise!”  I know where she was coming from, and I know how I may have come across, but the point I want to make is — I absolutely do need exercise!  Everyone does!  Why should big people have all the fun??  I think we have this mentality as a society (and I can be included in this) that only people who aren’t skinny need exercise.  That’s crazy talk!  I have always had a slimmer build, but that doesn’t mean that I’ve always been healthy.  I feel great physically these days, but I know it’s because I’m making a point to exercise daily  as much as possible.  Though my weight very rarely ever fluctuates, when I don’t exercise, I am miserable and lethargic — or miserable and pent-up, just as much as any other person of any other body type.  There is no point that any person can arrive to and say: “Ah!  Great!  Done!  No need to exercise anymore.”

So, go on, then!  Do your thing!  Keep up the great work!

Dancin’ in My Underwear

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“Legs Of Woman” courtesy of luigi diamanti / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I’ve been trying to exercise every day, and it has led me to get at least 4 days in a week, so that’s a good thing!  My exercises of choice have been yoga, Zumba, the elliptical, walking, and my latest – domestic interpretive dance; i.e. — dancin’ in my underwear.

That’s right. I like to boogie in my undergarments.  On some days when I don’t have early morning teaching, I lower the shades, shimmy down to my comfies, and turn up the “workout” itunes playlist.  Sometimes I really have no idea what I’m doing; sometimes I go with what feels right; sometimes I incorporate some Zumba; other times I use white-woman’s-club-dancing (overbite may be included).

It’s not usually as good a workout at Zumba and the elliptical; it’s not as bendy as yoga; and it’s not as outdoorsy as walking, but I think it incorporates a bit of all of those exercises, and it is definitely the most fun – and the most convenient!  No attire required, no leaving the house required, minimal set-up required (hit play), and no dog accompaniment required.

So, if you’ve been hit by a blizzard, your Xbox is malfunctioning, and you don’t have any exercise equipment, consider creating your own workout.  I think you’ll enjoy it. 🙂

I Love & Need My Car . . . Did You Catch That, Universe?

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“Selling And Buying Car” courtesy of suphakit73/ FreeDigitalPhotos.net

If you ever feel like your life is a little too normal, and you wish you had a little more adventure in your life — don’t.

(Sometimes I wonder if I subconsciously create or attract these situations of drama so that I have a subject to post about later. . .)

I got sloppy this morning, and I confused the timing of a brunch date.  I was in the middle of exercising to Zumba Core on the Xbox360 (trying to get some exercise in because I knew I’d be busy the rest of the day), when I got a text from one of my friends that she was already on her way to the café.

I flew to my laptop, double-checked my Facebook messages, and immediately realized my timing mistake.  I took one of my fastest showers, threw on some clothes, got Bowser in his crate, and ran out the door.

And that’s when my car wouldn’t start.

And suddenly nothing else in the world mattered — not that I was late, not that my hair was wet and knotted, not that I couldn’t remember where I’d left my car garage-door opener, not that I hoped the front door was locked . . .   My world was ending because something I’d always taken for granted was suddenly the most important thing in my life right now: my beautiful 8-year old car.

I tried again.  A little something — then nothing.  I tried again.  Nothing.  I waited.  A little something — then nothing.  I texted Brian; I texted one of my friends.  What do I do?  Then, on the next attempt a “Service Vehicle” message flashed on my dashboard, and the next few days immediately flashed before my eyes.  Would I make it to tutoring?  What about taking my friend to Chicago on Sunday?  What about getting to work?  I just took my car in!  Would I have to take it in again?  I don’t to take it in!  Suck it up, Teri!

Brian told me that my car maybe just needed to warm up.  “How do I get it to warm up?” I cried. “With time,” he texted me.  Time??  I didn’t have time.  I was already 20 minutes late!

(By the way, how do you warm a car up that’s too cold to start?  It was already in the garage.  Are there big thermal blankets make just for cars that heat them up enough to start?  And if there are, I want one.)

Long story, short (but not really), after a few more attempts, the car finally started.  And then I couldn’t get the garage door closed.  Because — if you remember — I didn’t remember where I’d put the garage-door opener, and the outdoor garage-door key pad decided it wasn’t going to work either, and also the keys I needed to get into the house — so that I could locate the opener or at least run through the house after hitting the indoor garage door opener — were in the ignition of my temperamentally running car, AND because I don’t actually have a driveway — my garage door opens up into an alleyway, facing rows and rows of other garage doors — my car was sitting in the middle of an alleyway —  at the precise moment that one of my neighbors had also chosen to leave their house (but with much greater success, except for the annoyance of the crazy neighbor who was blocking the entire alleyway).  Phew!  (Take a breath here.)

So, to make a long story short (for real this time), my totally awesome other neighbor from across the way went into my garage for me and hit the indoor opener button and then did some crazy Mission Impossible run back through the garage and limbo-y hop/dodge under the door and over the sensors, and I was able to finally leave and be unfashionably late to my brunch — which was really more like “lunch” by that point.

Thankfully, my car started after the café.  And it started on the way to the tutoring session (which I made sure to leave extra early for).  And it started on the way back from the lesson.  Thus, I am temporarily convinced that my beloved baby (car, not infant) is not going to die — as previously feared — and will live for many, few happy years to come.  (But, it’s clearly officially over the hill because suddenly cold weather is preventing it from getting up in the morning.)

In conclusion: I love, love, love my car.  And I’m perfectly happy with my life the way it is.  Normal is GOOD.  (Did you get that, universe?  Please don’t take my car.)

Serendipity

 

I think my greatest goal in this moment is to chill out.  I am stressing way too much, and that is not helpful.

Today I am grateful for those events and people that remind me to take a deep breath, relax, and take life as it comes.  (And also chocolate.  Because that has also been very helpful — over 70% dark, so as to also be semi-healthy).

Yesterday I had quite the busy day with the Bolingbrook Village Picnic preview performance (one dance) for our show “Back to the 80’s”, and then rehearsal again at 7.  Also, Brian had a 4PM softball game, and I didn’t want to be driving back-and-forth during all that time (as much as I could have used the “Teri time”.)

So, still deciding what to do, I decided I would make one round around the picnic to check out all of the booths, and I bumped into one of my good friends.  She told me that she was going to be performing a demonstration with some people from her Zumba class.  I told her to let me know when it was because I wanted to check it out.

It turned out that they need some more people to dance with them.  Since I love to dance, I jumped right in and had a blast, despite the over-90-degree weather.  She then invited me to go out with her and a friend for lunch.  This was a perfect way to spend some time before Brian’s game!  I then remembered that I had left my credit card at home, but I found $10 in my pants pocket!  It was just enough for the absolutely delicious salad I had for lunch at Bar Louie: spinach — substituted for iceberg lettuce, avocado, egg, bacon, tomato, and cucumber.  And it hit the spot for the long night to follow (super long rehearsal as we’re getting closer to opening).

Afterwards, she dropped me off for Brian’s game.  I got to relax, enjoying the weather, and Brian and I hung around a little longer to chill and watch a little of the next game.  I really felt at peace, and I knew I wanted to feel that way all the time.

Finally, today, after I got into working mode and began to stress again, I checked in with my new job search accountability partner (one of Brian’s friends), and he had the exact same message for me: meditate.  Relax.  Stay positive.

The occasional bird or two flying are still flying overhead, so I feel like that’s the general message I’m meant to get this week.  So, I’m wishing all of us lots of peace and happiness this week.

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