Monday, July 30, 2012

Breaking Badd (not a mispelling)

Due to my lack of cable (Sorry Cablevision, you are not in a law student's budget), a majority of my "tv time" consists of good ol' Netflix.  I have taken up an obsession with Breaking Bad.  For those that are noto familiar.  Breaking Bad is a series about a high school science teacher, who after being diagnosed with cancer, decides that he needs a way of ensuring his family is finanacially stable post demise.  So, he 'breaks bad' and becomes a drug chef.    The entire series is absolutely entertaining and obviously addicting since it is 3:41 AM and I am still watching it.

Anywhoo, I could not help but to ponder how that feels (sans the drug chef part).  How does it feel to break out of all the metaphorical chains that bound us to 'our lives' and daily routines?  Often times these chains keep us in places way longer than we need to be or hold us back from reaching the stars. 
I passed on an opportunity that many tell me I am supposed to do because it looks good.  I beat myself up about it all day.  But I have found peace with it tonight.  I passed on it because obviously it was not important to me, I would have been doing it to satisfy everyone else and I cannot do that any longer.  My life has been about appeasing the masses and unfortunately I just couldn't do it anymore.  Now with every decision, you have to deal with the repercussions and since I am not a fortune teller, I do not know what those repercussions may be.  I may have to work a little harder or I may miss out on other opportunities down the road as a result of my decision today, but that's the risk I took.  Is this a huge chain that I have broken? Probably not.  Honestly maybe procrastination and stubborness aided in this moment.  But it's a moment I am happy with.
In Breaking Bad, it took a death sentence to get Walt to break free from the expected and accepted.  But that doesn't have to be our saga.  Take the chains off, break free, spread your wings and SOAR.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

It's A New Day

Well it's official.  We have started our journey of transformation, signed contract and all.  Hot Momma and Badd Girl are back at it.  We only have three requirements at this point. 

1.  Finish a self-esteem book I purchased years ago and have never finished.
2.  Workout 2-3 times a week. 
3.  Support each other with a pat on the back or a kick in the ass, which ever is appropriate.

I'm excited to start this life changing moment, epecially to do it with my mom. I know there is no coming back.  It's not going to be easy to undue 27 years of bad habits (54 years on her end), but we will conquer it because....

It's a NEW DAMN DAY!

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Commited to Myself

Its amazing how many things we commit to over a lifetime.  A style, a person, a sorority, school, work, church, blogs, we are obsessed with pledging our loyalty. 

On a day out with one of my J-Crew (Not the store) lovelies, a man asked her about her relationship status and she replied, as only she would, "the only thing I'm committed to is myself."  Upon hearing her I snickered because it was such a brazen statement. 

But after some reflection, I began to think about how awesome that is, to be truly committed to yourself.  Imagine all of the things you could do if you made a commitment to yourself.  Imagine how great you would treat yourself and how happy you would be.  Seriously, think about it for a second.  I'm in a relatively new relationship (2 yrs on Dec. 31st) and I look at all of the things I am more than willing to do for this other person that I have comitted to.   Even at work, I will stay as late as necessary to make sure the task gets done. Yet when I get home, that same drive disapears when it comes time to workout.  I'm starting to think my priorities may be a little off.

So I have decided to commit to myself.  It doesn't mean I'm going to love anyone any less, but it does mean I am going to love myself more.  Hopefully as a result of loving me more and first, I will be able to add more love, dedication, and positivity to my other commitments.     I am asking (read:forcing) my mom to also join in this effort.  She is the epitome of commiting to everyone else but herself.   I hope that we can find it in ourselves to commit to putting ourselves first.

....TO BE CONTINUED