our goals:

* take lunches 4/5 work days
(eat out on fridays. der)

* no eating after 8
(yes, cc, that should include the wal-mart popcicles....oh well, baby steps.)

* hard core work-out at least 3 times a week
(the protein powdered jock dude taught us what to do....)

* drink at least 64 oz. of water a day
(easier with an addictive water bottle)

* make yummy things
(thanks for the tips)

sites i'm lovin so far:

sam the cooking guy
(thanks hillary- lovin it.)

any more??

whipped into shape

we are members.
and fans.

and hopefully we avoid the newlywed 30.

we are also [attempting] eating healthy.
so far so good.
(any quick healthy ideas? we might be swappin em here!)


measured, weighed, and goaled.
solid bods comin your way in a few months.

watch out.

must be halloween or something...

i had the day off today.

so i decided i would be productive.

got up, way too early,

sat up—began blogging...

after about... oh- 2 hours or so,
i thought i should get up and maybe go to the gym.

so i got up and changed....
well—put on a sports bra,

and then called my mom to check in
....after that 20-min convo,
i realized i couldn't go to the gym on an empty stomach,
so i went to the kitchen.

i checked the fridge where i noticed
the left over batter from these
yummies that i made.
"i should make those..."
and i turned around...

what a mess! ...so i thought,
"i should do these dishes before my roommates
come home... they would really love me...
but i decided to take out the trash first.

after the trash, i thought,
"i can't clean the kitchen when it is this bad with no music!..."

so after i made the 20 minute trek to the other end of the house,
i remembered that i should send out a notice for choir on sunday...
but i needed to know when so i had to poll them first—agh!

so i crafted and sent out an email,
hoping to get it out of the way
so i could get back to cleaning the kitchen...
when i realized i really should go to the gym....

and then after explaining all this
to my roommate elle who just walked in the door,
i thought, "i need to blog this.
THAT's what i need to do right now!"

...and we are at now, now.

heaven help my offspring.

oh- you know what i need to do right now...
i need to watch last night's office...hmm...

then go to the gym.

at Eyring's suggestion:

i ran for 50 minutes at the gym yesterday... and after 40 minutes or so, without feeling the numbness in my legs or my usual 60-year-old heart failure, i found a second wind.

long story short: dear GOLD's GYM, continue to have a cinema room. continue to play "Rudy" because the music and the constant small dude getting rocked that accompanies it, for some reason, left me without the ability to stop running. at the end of the 50 minutes i found that i was running at 8 mph and crying. at the gym. in the dark. by myself. that, i know, is pathetic—and awesome too... guess that movie and i go way back, like to cuddling with dad on the couch and leaving us both leaking from the tear ducts.


it made me think of something else as i watched Rudy get into the school of his dreams and watch him do exactly what he wanted to in life: i am about to graduate from college! i guess i never thought twice about coming here though, i just did. i am so lucky to be here and i do thank the Lord for the blessing every day.

in my first class ever here at BYU, my American Lit History teacher took a moment and showed us a slide show of all of the authors and texts that we had learned about throughout the course of the semester. again, in the dark, i may have shed two or three. i was so amazed for some reason (i can still learn crap?). can't put together a video for what i have gained here in the 3 years, but it is nevertheless priceless.

I would also like to note that today is my grandmother's birthday- she must be like 65 today or something ;) I have sure learned a lot from her and wish that lived close enough to hang out with her. She is one of the hippest, most stylish, and witty (by default!) grandmas I know! And lets face it, every one who knows her loves her. She travels more than most people I know just to be close to her cute people and she writes her personal history for me to keep forever. What an inspiring treasure that I get to keep forever! Thanks grandma for years of yummy meals, matching sister clothes, movie analyzing, support, advice, chats, laughing, and love.
Sure love you—Happy Birthday G-ma!

My media moment...

I have not felt very creative lately, but I have been working on another blog for a class of mine. The class is called "Media in the Classroom" and I have to keep a media log of everything I view and read--very easy for me. Media has everything to do with the way we communicate and how we relate to people... and lets face it- 85% of our lives. Here is somethin to chew on:

I was at the gym. My gym is now souped up with flat screens everywhere and you can watch whatever you want on your own personal cable TV as you run. I know... think football...

I couldn't find anything that jumped out at me until I landed on "The Biggest Loser." This was the navy/military wives edition or something and they were battling for total percentage weight lost over the other women. They had a coach that told them what to eat and a basic diet plan, but they have to do most of it on their own. The point is that most of these women have even had surgeries done and couldn't keep the weight off. The women have to do everything on their own and have their own willpower and determination. This is where the fact that they are on a time limit and that it is a a competition really helps.

I decided that I love this show. I found myself so inspired and uplifted by it that I forgot I was running! When the coach would tell them positive things and shout "see look what you are made of" I would instinctively run faster- it was perfect to run to!

I couldn't help but compare this show and how I felt about it to all of the other "makeover" shows and "top model" shows. This one builds good habits and helps the individuals learn how to make life changes rather than attempting to let them be changed for them. It was almost emotional for me as each woman got off the scale and realized what she had accomplished with all of her own hard work. (I love the positiveness of everyone working as a team rather than the skinny Beotch teenagers all living in one house and constantly shouting at each other over nothing.)

Then I noticed that half of why I felt so moved was because of the music in the background. The music was sort of sappy and manipulative as each woman weighed in. It was a bit like a Mormon movie when you get to the end and everyone is crying...yes- part of that is a spiritual moment, but the other part is the brilliance of audio editing. Nevertheless, I was still inspired and proud of the great idea to uplift so many people. Everyone leaves feeling beautiful--and I am all about that.