My Super Terrific Happy Fun Birthday Weekend Celebration

Isn't it interesting how things tend to slow down...err...preferences change...once you become a wee older???

I turned 31 on Friday, June 22. 31. Thirty-one. 30 + 1. It was a nice birthday; I was a little cranky since Jak did not arrive at home on time, but ohwell...at least he arrived home safely, right?????

I was absolutely touched by a birthday wish from my AXO cronies in Valencia; I can't believed they remembered and became somewhat verclempt when I heard their message bellow through our non-furniture-laden home. How nice it was to hear such familiar and friendly voices from the West Coast.

Jak and I had a kid-less (!!!) dinner with Mikey, Polly and their friends, the Dr. Pauls (husband is a surgeon, wife a pediatrician). As much as I enjoyed that fabulous dinner with equally-fabulous company, I could not help but to feel like my life has been somewhat unaccomplished. I am absolutely grateful for all that I have...family, friends, roof over my head, food on my plate, etc. I am a mother to two beautiful, smart, loved and HEALTHY children...a responsibility I would never exchange...but there is a part of me that yearns for something more. It's as if I need to unearth my unrealized potential, but potential with what?!

That's a question to ponder for the ages. I once read that procrastination and being a perfectionist have a direct relationship...you put off doing anything because you do not want to fail...and if you wait to the last minute, your chance to fail diminishes. Makes sense? It does to me. If only I could get around that crazy static.

On a different note, I am keeping up with going to the gym. Working out really is an addiction; I feel guilty when I do not go. My clothes are starting to fit better, although I still have some unsightly rolls when I fasten my pants. :-(

Off to bed to rest up for another day...it's going to be yet another LONG week.

Back to My Body

Well, here we go with the blog again; seems as if I'm not one for posting. As the title of this blog would insinuate...it's time for me to get back to my body pre-Hagen. I love that little dude, but I gained 55 lbs., during that pregnancy. My baby weight with the Biskit dropped like an anchor, but I nursed Hagen for 11.5 months and convinced myself that my body was hanging on to chub to produce the liquid gold. Eh...whatever works, right?

So, as I am notorious for joining a gym and not going, I have dedicated myself to actually go...and go often...it's been over a week and I've already been five times. I think what really helps is that there's an Aveda spa inside (if only to feed my Aveda addiction). Check out the gym:

www.sky-fit.com

Me likey!!! :-)

I'll keep posting my results of working out...I feel lighter already.