Oh the hopelessness.

So this website changed its format and it's really confusing and I don't like change and it should know that there was nothing wrong with the original format, albeit it did look a little dated. But I digress.

Hi.

I've found myself in the past week in an un-tantalizing, incredibly aggravating rut. Not a plateau, just a rut. Not a big enough rut to deter me from working out everyday, but a rut that is just big enough to encapsulate my boredom with my current workouts. I mean, come on, I've been doing the same workouts since December, basically. This was bound to happen.

Going hand in hand with the boredom is the lack of motivation. I have no idea why there is suddenly a lack of motivation. If anything, there should be more motivation. In fact, half the reason I'm typing this out is to remind myself that I should be more motivated NOW then I was 5 months ago. Get. It. Together. It would be so pointless to give up now, considering this is the farthest I've ever gotten. Ever.

So this is totally a pointless blog post, but I just wanted to remind you that even when you feel like giving up, is that really what you want, or is it what you want right now...today...in this moment, because you don't feel like putting any effort in?

When you feel like you don't want to keep working on your healthy lifestyle, remind yourself why you're doing it in the first place. Remind yourself who you're doing it for. Just keep going!!!

And There You Have It.

Don't be a crazy person, I haven't forgotten this exists. I've just been so busy, um, working out.

I just wanted to pop in and include you in the reality that is my life: 30 Day Running Challenge didn't work out so hot. I ran 7 out of the 8 first days, and then I got busy doing other things in regards to my workouts. A lot more dancing, soccer, etc. So I failed on that one, but I'm not that worried about it.

I went for a run this morning, just an easy breezy 2.15 miles. And guess what. After "falling off" my consecutive-running-bandwagon, it still felt great. I thought I was flying at one point. The rain was hitting my face and my fucking earbuds wouldn't stay in my ears, my jacket came unzipped from the bottom up as I was running and my iPod unclipped itself from my pocket and dangled in between my legs as I struggled to fix everything that was happening to me while I continued running.

Yes. I kept running. Not once did I stop. Sometimes when the world is working against you, the best thing you can do it just be like FUCK YOU WORLD, I'M GOING TO KEEP RUNNING, AND YOU KNOW WHAT, THE RAIN FEELS GOOD! SO KEEP RAINING!

On another note, I have some tips for those who have a Friday or Saturday night drinking problem, read: you just really like going out with your friends and drinking beer (or whatever). Here is how to not gain weight:

1. Workout that morning. Get really sweaty. Fall on the floor. Feel like you're gonna vom. It's fine, you'll be fine. Work it out so that you can work it out.

2. Drink water. Drink a lot of water. If you spend all day drinking 80 oz.+ of water before you even leave for the bars, you are doing mighty fine.

3. Trick some Coast Guards (or any good looking guys, really) into thinking that you aren't good at pool. Hustle them, but don't be a beyatch about it. Enchant them. Make them go to the next bar with you.

4. Pick one of the Coast Guards (or normal, non-military guys) and make him your dance partner when you go to the next bar.

5. Dance with him for at least an hour. At least.

Boom. No weight gain. You just have to be smart and find a Coast Guard.*

*If you can't find a dance partner, you grab your girlfriends and do the same thing, except you could probably skip step #3, but playing pool for a little while is a fun "workout". It's not a workout. But you do burn calories. But it's not a workout. So don't actually call it a workout because you'll only be embarrassing yourself.