New Addictions

"Consistency of your commitment trumps intensity of your commitment."

As most of us prefer both, we all know it doesn't always happen both ways. Lately, being 25 years old and grown now, it's about time to get it right. For those who know me, my vices aren't exactly healthy, and God knows we ain't gettin' any younger. A new HEALTHY addiction has emerged.

After high school graduation, I wasn't on a basketball varsity team, a gymnastics team, or consistently playing every single intamural sport. Went to college, joined cardio-kick classes, joined the gym, and stuck to a few intramural sports here and there along with the P90X workouts. Then I graduated again, put it aside to study for the NCLEX, minor sacrifice, right? Being a nurse, I must have really blocked out the health section about how your muscles atrophy and metabolism decreases with age. And I also ignored the fact that increasing my endorphins through exercise would have made studying probably that much easier, efficient, and productive.

So, as painful as it is physically and financially, I joined a gym, with a trainer...who manages to be so awfully nice and still kick my ass every workout.
Right now, my body is at war with itself, and I'm loving every single burn and pain in my body because at least I know it's progress. And, for once, it's the good kinda pain.

For anyone interested, I love this gym. Phenomenalfitness.com

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The Risks We Take

A friend once told me that, though risks may be scary, sometimes they pay off in the end. I get that, I couldn't say that I didn't agree with him. But what happens when the journey to the payoff becomes unforgiving? Your faith shook to its core and new fears transpire along the way? The feelings felt and the hurtful words spoken in trying moments which ended in regret can sometimes make me feel cowardly, and all the efforts put into fulfilling that expectation can almost seem worthless once it makes me feel like less of a person.

And then there's the "bad" end of the spectrum. What happens after the risk wasn't worth the fight? Keep on keepin' on, yeah I've heard that, done that, it feels great. I get that once you're burned, at the end of the day, it's a lesson learned. Now, I've done well in school, and enoyed learning some, but I'm so not a fan of getting schooled in whatever life has to teach me. I'd rather just learn from someone else's mistakes. Trust me, I may have learned my lesson, but usually I get stuck with vices and developing bad habits to pass the time of the frustration of failure. And the good habits, well, it just doesn't feel nearly as good and rewarding.

Sometimes, you just can't win. My motto: Think Simply, Live Simply.