It seems as though when I start to focus on something new, something else falls by the wayside.

In my case, I started to focus on personal fitness, and the workouts leave me so exhausted that I’m not focused on blogging.

Which, to be honest, is okay with me.

Weightlifting always made me feel meh. I’m focusing on bodyweight workouts using You Are Your Own Gym by Mark Lauren. In it, he lays out a recommended high protein diet. I’m still working on getting anywhere near the levels he recommends. I’m also not doing to workouts as he recommends them yet, so I guess that’s okay for now.

I walk at least a mile a day now, between riding the bus & running errands. I joined a fitness social networking site, where I’ve been getting a lot of motivation and support. I didn’t realize just how much I need that constant pat on the back. Knowing that I’m doing the right thing, and making the right choices helps so much.

I’ve lost 7 lbs this month. I’ve gained enough energy that for the first time in a while (if not, ever) I’m more productive than Master. The more I work out & the less high fructose corn syrup I consume, the more I’m able to get up each day. I’m on day 5 of a 6 day work week (Yes, I worked through the holiday. Yes, I’m so okay with it. ) that thankfully ends Friday morning. I can feel my metabolism kicking in more and more. That mixed with my constantly sore muscles makes me happy. He’s been lethargic and bingeing on Christmasy sweets. I’ve been making smart choices, not giving into temptation too often, pushing myself in workouts, and I feel great.

Until I look at him. Then, I get frustrated when I can’t motivate him to make the same choices. He’d rather wait until the new year. I don’t understand why people wait until a specific date to start something. Want to make a change in yourself? Start now. Starting later just makes it that much harder.

For Christmas, I bought myself a new scale & new measuring tape & a 12 month XBOX Live Gold Card to renew my subscription. *continues to drool over Skyrim*

For my birthday, I think I’m going to splurge what I can on clothes. I could use a new pair of jeans that didn’t slide down my ass when I sat down. Also, more workout clothes. Yoga pants are awesome. More sports bras are even more awesome.

My birthday, though, is my true holiday of the holiday season. It’s in about a week. I will not be working out that day. I will not be working that day. I’ll be eating, drinking & doing whatever the fuck I want. Because that’s what I do on my birthday. I never went to school on my birthday. It was always a rare day of shopping for me & my family. A day to splurge. A day to celebrate when you’re not really financially able to celebrate like this often.

My life has come full circle. I made a vow as a teen to never live like I did growing up. As an adult, I’ve been unable to escape it.

I need to get myself back to the point where I can do stuff like sit around and update a blog. Until then, I may or may not be around.

You can always send me an email at simone@mysemicharmedlife.com.