I can’t wait!! All I need to figure out is where I can get it!
I was inspired by this absolutely hysterical video about Junk Food Confessions by Jenna Marbles.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ArIBftSOZDI (6:53 is the best part)
Ladies and Gentlemen, I have become outrageously lazy. At first my exercising hit a wall once daylight savings time came around and ruined everything. It was too dark to run after work and there’s pretty much no chance in hell I’m getting up at the ass-crack of dawn to run. Ipso Facto- only running on the weekends. Also, since I’m poor and apparently can’t buy food, I continued to justify this decision by saying “I need to conserve energy.”
Over time this has come to bite me in the butt. I am painfully out of shape and I will tell you why.
I went home for Christmas, with my running shoes, and did not run OR exercise once. I was there for 10 days.
I have ran 2 times in the past month and a half. (maybe longer)
When I was home, I picked up my 1.5 year old nephew a lot. The next TWO DAYS my arms were sore.
I now consider standing exercise.
During my food service rotation, I am required to squat and look into carts and stuff. My legs are always sore at the end of the day.
I woke up this morning with sore abs. I did nothing yesterday to elicit this.
Today I was straining myself to pick up a bunch of large trays, a food service person walked by and said “Look at how strong you are!” (My arms are deceptively muscular when in all actuality I can only do like, 4 push ups. Girl push ups.) My response, “Thanks I… … work out?” That is a bold faced LIE! Clearly he didn’t see me almost topple over as I was moving them 6 inches.
And folks, this is just my lazy exercise confessions. Everyone knows that my eating habits are despicable for that of an aspiring dietitian. The other day, I ate a piece of cake because I had a bad day. Yesterday, I ate a piece of cake, because I wanted to celebrate a good day. Today, I was too lazy to make ANYTHING for dinner, so I just ordered thai food. Tomorrow is my birthday so fully expect to eat and drink a lot of delicious things.
Will this cycle ever end?!
So it appears as though my birthday is approaching quite rapidly and I’ve gotta hand it to my 22nd year of life, it’s been pretty great. Hear are some milestones in my life, if you care.
So that’s that. 22 has been legendary, but 23 will be even better! (mostly because Taylor Swift doesn’t have a song entitled 23.)
I left NYC bright and early on a Saturday morning. I hardly slept the night before since I was so excited.
(remember these commercials?)
After unintentionally taking a cab to the airport and waiting in line for forever, I was finally in Michigan. The magical state greeted me with a huge ice storm that resulted in most everyone in the area losing power! Luckily, my family was fortunate enough to dodge that bullet.
Sunday, Hurricane Sandy’s side of the family gathered together to celebrate my homecoming… and the birth of Jesus. I was welcomed by about 5 of my younger cousins (most of which are in high school now!). It was truly heart warming. As I caught up with my young cousins, they informed me that they all had “boy/girlfriends,” barf. Hearing this will make just about any single-almost-23-year-old girl want to cry and laugh at the same time. Of course, I needed to TRY and defend my pathetic love life, so I saw “Well so! I’ve been on a few dates!” Which is true! I’d been on 2 dates, which is exactly how many dates I’d been on in my entire 4 years of college. My clever little turd of a cousin responds with “Wow, you must have a really great personality” - because apparently that’s the ONLY way for me to lure men in is with my “personality.” I mean, it’s true, I have an excellent personality but thats not all I bring to the table! I’ve got sweet dance moves, great hair, a pretty face, and jokes galore! Is it really that shocking that I’ve gone on a couple dates?
Yes. Yes it is that shocking.
Anyway, I spent lots of quality time with all of my amazing, funny, wonderful, beautiful, smart cousins whom I love dearly.
The following day, my mom and I went to Meijer.
If God himself could pick a multi-purpose grocery store, it would be Meijer.
I told my Mom that I was in need of some make-up, you know girl stuff. To which she replies: “Wouldn’t it be easier if you just put a bag over your head?” Thanks Mom! I’m half you, you know!
Then on Christmas day, I went to my Dad’s side of the family for Christmas shenanigans! I ate, drank, played bingo, WON bingo, ate some more, drank some more, and then played the Wii. How awesome is my family?
The rest of the time I visited friends and had a merry ol’ time. Sorry I’m not super descriptive but I’m actually not that sorry.
Oh! And last but not least, since I’m in New York, I’m sure you are all wondering what I did on New Years Eve aka: did I go to Time Square. The answer is: Hell to the nah! Do you know how cold and crowded and scary that would be in all actuality? If that’s your goal in life then more power to you, but it’s definitely not mine. I have an anxiety attack just thinking about it. No, instead of Time Square, I went to the next best thing: New Jersey. I know. I’m crazy.
All that being said, I will be on my most foolish behavior in order to provide all of you with fun and entertainment via the interwebs.