What I learned from NaBloPoMo

1. Attempting to post everyday is IMPOSSIBLE. For me. I don't know how some of you do it, I suspect that you're just some sort of jackass show off who wants to make me look bad by using kickass time management skills, but WHATEVA.

2. Y'all are some awesome writers. I'm not going to lie, my Reader always gets a little constipated this time of the month, because a lot of you are taking this time to write a post a day (see #1) which means that where I was only reading a few posts a week/month, there is now a post. EVERY. DAY. BUT. This whole NaBloPoMo has made me remember why I put you in my reader in the first place.

3. I learned that if you don't have anything to say, you can post a picture and it still counts as a blog post. Heh.

4. I missed blogging! I went from blogging on average every couple of days to blogging MAYBE once or twice a month. Pfft. I blame twitter. It's much easier being a jackass 140 characters at a time, than writing a big long post about my jackassyness. (It is too a word) ANYWAYS, even the attempt at blogging for 30 days straight made me remember that I'm interesting! And funny! And I have SHIT TO SAY.

So the moral of the story is that I didn't have to do all 30 days to get back into the swing of blogging. I mean... it's not like when you have strep throat and your doctor gives you a weeks worth of antibiotics and you only take 4 days because after the 4th days YOU FEEL FINE and SEE? MY THROAT'S NOT EVEN HURTING ANYMORE, and then the next thing you know, your throat is feeling scratch again because you didn't take your meds as prescribed. Right? RIGHT?

Four days of [blank]

Day 1

Saturday - I hit the gym. I had an early hair appointment because I was going to a wedding. I figured that it wouldn't really matter if I sweat my hair out since I was getting it washed.

Day 2

Sunday - Nope.com. I was exhausted from Saturdays festivities

Day 3

Monday - Too lazy to hit the gym. BUT, isn't that why I have a wii fit? Damn skippy it is. Bring on the step, the hula hoop AND the strength exercises. I'd also like to point out that even though my wii forgot my name AND told me exactly how many days it's been since I last stepped foot on it, I still dominated the advanced step. So take that, you sarcastic Wii fit.

Day 4

Tuesday - Since The Man didn't replace the batteries on my board, I opted for different exercising. Jillian's 30 day shred. I'm not going to lie and tell you that I'm going to do 30 WHOLE DAYS of this shit, but I will from time to time work this into the rotation when I don't want to go to the gym/don't have a lot of time to work out/feel like being intimidated by DVD.

Now, with photo! I love this color:

Teal. I love Hot Topics nail polish.

30 Days of.....

For every one thing I WANT to do, I have 50-11 (is TOO a real number) things I NEED to do. Can you guess which one wins out? Example: I want to go to the gym. Seems easy to squeeze in, right? Hmm..But it's not. Because I have to be at work early AND THEN I have school until 10PM. And I refuse to go to the gym at 4AM (anymore) because that's too fucking early to be awake let alone running on a treadmill. Not to mention that makes my day longer than I can handle. Doesn't leave me with much sleep and I am a girl who needs- if not 8 straight, 6 hours of sleep. Unless you don't mind me being a hostile, unfriendly, emotionally unstable BITCH who is short-tempered and unable to hide behind any sort of facade of niceties or professional behavior. Lack of sleep makes it worse.

But honestly, I miss working out. It was one of the things that helped me clear my head and surprisingly kept my attitude on an even keel. Also, it gives me a confidence boost. I love love LOVE the feeling of a good workout. Makes me feel sexy. Really.

As I was going through my Reader, I ran across Room 704 30 days of [blank]. 30 days huh? I always thought that it was 14 days to create a habit. Whatever. What the hell do I know? I haven't been doing anything for 14 days either. Moving on...originally, I had planned to make these 30 days of pictures, because I just don't take enough pictures. Somehow though, it ended up being about my fat ass. I'm not sure how that happened. But anyways, there you are: 30 days of Working Out. (cue the fanfare)

I know that the first day was yesterday, but I don't usually post on the weekends...'cause you know...I got stuff to do, this weekend alone I went to a wedding, a concert AND a birthday party and that was just Saturday. But you'll be surprised to know that I actually DID squeeze some gym time yesterday BEFORE I got my hair done. And I'm going to tell you a little secret: I'm not real keen on hitting the gym after I get the 'do, did. But I will.

Also, just because I took it:

Day One.