A Compost post

he he he that's puny - As Miles would put it...

Please excuse my silliness , as I am still feeling a little loopy from my early morning Dentist visit...

Okay Here Goes....

In my ongoing effort to reduce my carbon footprint, I have gone ahead and started a compost bin. I am actually quite surprised at a number of things



1) The bin doesn't smell like I thought it would. It actually has a fruity smell, kinda like banana oatmeal... it's really interesting;

2)"It's mad easy" (as one of my cousins would say) All you have to do is place your table scraps and anything else that would decompose into the bin, cover with a little soil and forget about it... and,

3) It cuts down on the amount of garbage (which is great if Mayor Nutjob decides to charge us for trash as he proposed a few weeks back) and it also cuts down on the number of cats/squirrels/dogs hanging out at your curb on trash day.


Not to mention that it is actually calming knowing that you're doing something to "save the earth".

Why not give it a try. Apparently anyone can do it, its as easy as recycling but if you're into gardening it's rewarding... You can start with a small "bucket" under your kitchen sink, or go all out and purchase a compost bin, and it's educational. Zoe and Miles actually have fun running around the house trying to find stuff that could decompose... but then again they are some sick kids...

A Bloggable Moment

Have you ever felt compelled to post a blog but there's just too much emotion behind it?? Just don't know where to start? you wanna ask why, you wanna scream.. you want every other word you type to be the F bomb?

That's how I feel right now.

I feel like I'm not understanding stuff.. Like I wanna know why? how? who would? why would? What the ****!

But I won't... I can't I want to be a better person, in theory and in practice, so I'll refrain... and save that post for another moment..

Week 3, Class 2, 3 lbs lost

Week 3
I am going into the third week as a Vegetarian and I still feel Great!

What I am finding is that I do NOT like Portabella Mushrooms as much as I thought I would. I also found out that certain brands - like Boca Burger- just taste much much better than other brands. For the past two weeks I have been reading labels like one of those diet crazy women you see in the grocery store trying to figure out if products contain eggs, milk, lectin etc... it can be exhausting. But luckily for me there's Whole Foods. This Store is AWESOME. Expensive (compared to Shop-rite) but worth every dime. I'm used to eating some organic foods such as strawberries, but it's a whole 'nother ball game once you taste an organic banana.. its really like WHOA!

Even dinners around here have been more "colorful" with steamed carrots, Butternut squash, zucchini, fresh tomatoes, mushrooms (the regular little white ones) fresh baby spinach toppings instead of the usual pepperoni and meat pizza. Let's not even talk about regularity- If you're having --um problems with your bowel movements, try eating a vegan diet for a week... you'll be like helllooooooo.... lol

My next task is to venture out to some of the local vegetarian restaurants like Olive in Mt. Airy, or like Horizons in South Philly...we'll see...

Class 2
Today I went to another Yoga class, and I convinced Kyle to come with me. The toughest part was talking myself into getting a babysitter for the kids- since we had to leave the house by 7:50am. I almost cried walking out the door this morning... I'm so Corney Yes, I know...

Anyways, This week Kyle and I were the only ones in the class AND there was a special where if I brought a friend the class would be 1/2 price. So We paid $10 for a private yoga lesson that lasted 90 minutes... FIVE DOLLARS A PIECE Y'ALL.. FIVE DOLLARS!!!

It was a great opportunity for Kyle and I to 1)spend time together and 2) work out, and even though I had to convince Kyle to come out to the class (he had reservations about early morning babysitting also) he enjoyed himself and even expressed interest in coming again... WHOA!

3 Lbs....
I'm not going to share my starting weight - or my current weight for weight but I am going to tell you that I've lost 3 lbs in 3 weeks. Not bad.. not bad at all. my initial goal was 15, but I think that if i seriously increase my workout I may be able to manage 20... 20 would be AWESOME.. and If I stay on this 1 lbs a week track I may actually hit my goal date of August 31st - who knows??

They don't make em like the used to...

Today I had a short conversation with someone that kinda left me a little close to the edge.

I was on the phone talking to someone about a friend's situation when this person was like "See That's why I don't want no husband...You have one and they don't do nothing. I can do bad by myself..."

Being the married woman that I am (that's funny) I had to say something.. I simply stated that yes you can do bad by yourself, and it seems that you've been doing a good job at it, but not all husbands are the same".. After receiving a look that should've killed me, she replied "Well, all the men I know ain't worth their drawers..."

I am saddened by this statement. This person knows my husband. She knows my friend's husbands...and for her to say that all of the men she knows ain't worth their drawers is upsetting...

I mean true she's not in the best situation right now. She's been screwed, let down and trodden over by the best of them. Her expectations of herself are lackluster and therefore she expects very little or nothing from others... She's miserable and I honestly believe that she enjoys misery.

For the past few days she's had this pissy attitude towards me and Kyle so I decided to give her a ring and see how/if I offended her. BIG MISTAKE!!! She decided to throw every frigging accomplishment that I've ever made in my face - as if I am the reason for her life being what it is. "Oh you're married, so you don't understand anyway" or "You own a home, so you wouldn't care anyway" It's such BULLSHIT!!!

Whatever...

Vegetarian Pancakes

This is a great egg & milk free pancake recipe that -if prepared right- will create some wonderfully fluffy and tasty pancakes.

Ingredients:

• 2 Cups Unbleached Flour
• 4tsp baking powder
• 2tsp sugar
• 1/4 tsp cinnamon (more if you're like me)
• 2 cups Soy or Rice milk
• 2tbsp water
• 3 tbsp canola oil
• 1/4 tsp vanilla

1. Heat a griddle or pan in the stove top - I use the George Forman griddle
2. Mix all the dry ingredients
3. Add the milk, water, oil and vanilla
4. Mix well,but don't over mix.. a few lumps are good
5. Drop 1/4 cup of batter for each pancake
6. Flip when bubbles form and begin to pop. Keep the heat medium to medium low; they burn fast
7. Enjoy!

Imma set Her Straight... TODAY!!!

This is what I overheard someone saying about me... OF course it never actually happened, but I assume that had it happened it would've gone a lil something like this:



Her: I'mma tell you off

Me: About What?

Her: Something that never happend, but I'm feeling pissy about something else and wish to take it out on you

Me: Look Little Girl! You better get yo' skinny behind outta my face before you find yourself in a bad situation

Her: Oh.. Darn.. My Bad... See ya later Hollla Bye!

What a joke...

Fruit Salad...Yummy Yummy

Who says Vegetarians can't have fun?

Nectarines

Blue Black & Strawberries

Raspberries

Dried Cranberries

Mushrooms (of course)

Walnuts

Spring Mix Salad Greens

Raspberry Vinaigrette Dressing

You Know you don't need a phone line when...

You Know you don't need a home phone line when....

10. You can't find the handset, so you say "whatever..."
9. The Phone hasn't rang in over a month
8. You can't remember your home phone number
7. You come home to check your messages, and there aren't any... not even one
6. Your grandmother calls you on your cell phone, cause that's the only number she has.
5. Everyone in the house has their own cell phone that they use daily.
4. Your Home phone line doesn't have Long Distance, Caller ID, Call Waiting or any other features...That's what you use your cell phone for
3. You haven't received a bill in over 5 months
2. You receive a termination notice from the phone company for non-payment
1. You call the phone company to find out what's up, and they're like "Honey you ain't had phone service in over a week"

Is this what Jesus would do?

As a Christian, I often find myself asking what Would Jesus Do? What would Jesus do if he had an insubordinate employee? One who refuses to understand his "word"?? Woule he fire him? Would he talk to him AGAIN about the same stuff he's been talking to him for the past year? Or would he just assume?

Would Jesus assume that in these economic times that this employee understands that there are plenty of people without work. Would he assume that this employee has read and understood his handbook - especially the section on lateness and absenteeism, and start to figure out why their paycheck has been so small the last few weeks?

What would you do?

This is the dilemma I am face with today. One of our employees has pushed me to the proverbial edge, and here are my options:
1) Fall off,
2) Pull a fast one, you know like they did in meet the Spartans and jump outta the way and push them down instead, or
3) Simply step aside and let them push themselves.

What would Jesus do?... What would Jesus do???

I like to think that I'm, a pretty forgiving person, and I take alot of abuse from a lot of people.. but my question is Why the hell am I paying someone who clearly doesn't want their job???

It's funny but all of the sudden Michael Jackson's song "Man In the Mirror" popped into my head...

Yeah, That's what I'll do. I'm gonna make a change

Prayer #3- More Time with my Spouse

This prayer was actually answered Saturday evening when my Mother in Law came down and rescued us from the kids.

We started the evening off with drinks, and french fries. We sat at the bar in silence for a while and then we just started cracking up. We were just laughing at everything - the commercials, the people, each other. I don't know if it was the alcohol or the temporary freedom, but we were both just at peace.

We left the bar and walked down to the movie theater and watched "I Love You Man" it was HILARIOUS. There wasn't a moment where I wasn't busting out laughing. It was a little on the crude side, but still funny.

On the car ride home we talked about everything - politics, money, our dreams just everything. I felt like I was on a date all over again. We were actually driving down the boulevard holding hands.. I know its cheesy, but we needed it.

By the time we got home it was already 1 am, and our laughing and giggling woke everyone in the house... It was so much fun.

Prayer # 2 - More Family Time

After Yoga, I surprised the kids with a trip to Franklin Mills Mall and then Chuck E Cheese's. We walked the entire length of the mall, stopping in practically every store and touching everything... Normally I'm always yelling at the kids to "get off of that" or "stop touching that", but today I was like whatever.. We even went into Nieman Marcus and tried on 300$ shirts, and $200 jeans.. it was hilarious seeing Zoe in a pair of jeans that cost $160.

Before going to Chuck E Cheese we went to Olive Garden. We have been promising Zoe Olive Garden for ever, and decided on a whim to go and eat lunch. She was as surprised.. Miles, well he was asleep... More like knocked out.

We gave Zoe Five one dollar bills and Miles got two and we let them run amok for an hour. They ran from game to game tossing the skeeball up the ramp, whacking the mole upon his head, jumping on the dance thingy, trying to get the ball into the basket ball hoop. They had so much fun. All on 7 dollars. 60 minutes later we were standing in line counting our tickets (259 of them total) trying to figure out what prizes to choose. Zoe got a slinky, a laffy taffy, a tic-tack-toe game and a beaded bracelet. Miles got a toy grasshopper, a fake mustache and a lollipop.

ALL FOR SEVEN DOLLARS Y'ALL....

On the way home the kids couldn't stop laughing - mainly because I fell getting into the car- but they were so happy. My bum was hurting, but they were happy.

Prayer # 1 - A change in routine

Today I had one of the most physically/emotionally/mentally stimulating days in a very long time.

For the past few months (I guess since the New Year) I started to feel like I was in a rut. Day in and day out I was going through the same exact routine, and I started to get bored. I said to Kyle just the other day That I need to either change things up or quit and start all over. And I meant it. I was getting bored with work, with play and even with myself. I just needed to do something new.. something else.

So I looked to God through prayer and successfully found a Vinyasa Yoga class off of craigslist. At first I thought that maybe it was a scam (you can never be too safe with craigslist), but I woke up extra early and went anyways... I arrived at the gym at 8:30 on the nose, nervously walked to the class and was greeted by a woman who couldn't have been more that 5 feet tall.

The best part was that I was the only person in the class which meant that I got a one-on-one Yoga instruction for $10.00. At first the class started real slow with basic stretching, breathing and stuff like that, then all of the class got hot...real hot... AND there was one of those little portable heaters right next to me. The instructor was really helpful, showing me the poses and then helping me do them, but most of all she was encouraging. But I made it. I made it through the class... And the best part was that I was the only person in the class which meant that I got a one-on-one Yoga instruction for $10.00.

By the time I left the class I was HYPE!! I half walked half wobbled to the car, sat down and shouted! I was full of energy I was so relaxed, so at peace and it was only 10 am. I got home ate a bowl of Shredded wheat with Soy milk and got on with my day...

All in one day

Let me start of by telling you I feel fan freaking tastic!

For the past few months I've been praying for some things and today God answered three of my prayers.

I had prayed for a change in my routine, because for the past few months (I guess since the New Year) I started to feel like I was in a rut. Day in and day out I was going through the same exact routine, and I started to get bored. I said to Kyle just the other day That I need to either change things up or quit and start all over. And I meant it. I was getting bored with work, with play and even with myself. I just needed to do something new.. something else. I started running a few weeks back but that wasn't enough, so then I decided to change my diet - that worked but I still craved something more, something more intense.


I prayed for more time with my family - Man I gotta tell y'all juggling mom/wife/business owner/boss can be mentally and physically draining. There are days where I am at the daycare for 13 or more hours nonstop - without a lunch breakfast or break... I have to keep the books, manage staff, address parent/child needs, design curriculum, manage a budget all with a smile. And by the end of most days I feel like going home, crawling in bed and staying there until the morning. I don't feel like conversation at dinner, I don't feel like bath time giggles and some times I definitely don't feel like reading no bedtime story... And that just aint even right. At times I feel like the whole point of me starting a daycare was for me to spend more time with my kids and now all I'm doing is telling them to "talk to daddy about it... "

I also prayed for time alone with my spouse - This kind of ties in with prayer #2, but on a more intimate level. Bu the time we get the kids to bed I'm like "look dude, you touch me one mo' time and you gonna be sorry." I really can't remember the last time Kyle and I spend time alone - with no interruption or without worrying about the kids. I mean I really talk to kyle more via text than I do in person... NOW THAT AINT RIGHT!

The next three post (which will take time to get out of my head and into a post) will detail how my prayers were answered. Please read along.....

Could not have said it better myself.....

This weekend was phenonomal... and here's a song to sum it up.

Mary J. Blige - New Music - More Music Videos

On my way out to Franklin Mills to get some Spring Shopping done - will update you on what made this weekend so AWESOME later

My First week as a Vegetarian

Vegetarianism is something I have always though about. In my mind, it is a healthier, more ethical way to live. But it seemed so daunting. I am (or was) an unapologetic consumer of meat, eggs, cheese, and anything else that derived from animals – as a matter of fact my favorite foods were red meats. I’ve always thought that vegetarians (especially vegans) had to be incredibly brave to give all that up – BBQ Ribs, Pork Chops, Bacon, Roast beef – to eat Vegetables.

However, my position on vegetarians changed dramatically after 2 things.

The first was the alarming rate of hypertension & obesity growing within my family. Both my maternal and paternal grandmothers & Grandfathers were diagnosed with the disease, as well as my mother in law.

The second was an HBO special called Death on a Factory Farm. This 2006 Documentary took a harrowing look into animal cruelty on an Ohio Hog farm as chronicled through six weeks of undercover footage. The six investigation revealed horrific scenes of baby piglets being tossed into crates from across the room, pregnant sows in pens so small that they had no room to move about, and a downed (lame, sick or injured) sow hung by chains and strangled to death as a form of euthanasia… Fr the first time ever I was ashamed of my meat eating lifestyle.

So...after some research I decided to give vegetarianism a try… This decision was five days ago. The decision -which I thought would be terribly difficult- was actually an easy transition. I googled vegetarianism and learned that there were so many options out there. Soy milk, soy based meatless products, beans, salsa and others…

So it has been a week and I’ve replaced the butter with margarine, 2%milk has been replaced with Soy milk, pork breakfast sausages are now soy & protein based links, and the list goes on and on…

Is it a bit drastic?? If you ask Kyle he’ll say yes, and Zoë would agree - They think I’m crazy when I ask what kind of fat is this (referring to butter) or when I pass the BBQ Spare ribs to eat portabella burgers, and spinach - but I think that drastic was the only way for me to do it. I knew that if I put it off it would neverget done.

For me this week has awakened my taste buds. I’ve lost ½ pound, and I don’t have that weighted down feeling. I’m more energetic and more alert, and less bloated. I enjoy my vegetarian meals and quite honestly I don’t feel deprived at all…Of course the real challenge comes tonight when we go out to dinner at 99. Will I be able to eat pasta and veggies at a steak house?? Stay posted….

Solid as a Rock...

Okay, since I'm reminiscing about my childhood, here's a memory about my mom I'd like to share.

My Mother was a TERRIBLE cook. I mean terrible. My dad and I used to sing songs that described her cooking.. we would sing Janet Jackson's "Nasty Girl" and Ashford & Simpson's "Solid as a Rock"...

We would be like: "Salad dun dun dun...salad taste like rocks.... "

Too funny..

Wake me up before you Go-Go...

Aaw man! This is my jam!

I heard this song on 106.1 and so many memories rushed into my head... I guess I was about 5 years old the first time I heard this song, and I immediately LOVED IT!!!

Here's why:
For a few years my dad worked a 11 - 7 shift as an emergency mechanic- sorta like AAA but not quite. With my bedtime being 8:00, I was almost always asleep when he left.

One night before bedtime I heard this song (my parents loved music and everynight we would turn the radio on and dance before bedtime) and it became my themesong for EVER... So evernight before I went to bed, I sang this song begging my dad to "wake me up before you go-go"...he thought it was so funny, but every once in a while he would "wake me up" and I was allowed to wave goodbye through the window.....


Wham - Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go
Uploaded by jpdc11


Aawww man.. I gotta download it for my MP3 Player... I could definitley run to this in the morning....

Confessions of a FaceBook addict...

I was curious, so I tried it. I Liked it a lil, and then more and more. Now I can't stop.

Hi, My name is Trisha and I may be a FaceBook Addict.

The funny thing is that I actually think that Facebook is a little on the 8th grade side. I mean all of the sudden you have all these "friends" who now have almost instant access into what is going on in your life - your pictures, your conversations via the wall, and anything else you decide to post... Some times I find myself logging on just to see what Betty in Arkansas is doing. I don't even know Betty and I've never even been to Arkansas.

Kyle, who also has a facebook account, equates the program (or whatever you wanna call it) to STALKING. But I don't wanna be a stalker no more. I wanna talk to people that I actually know via that old thing we used to call the telephone. I wanna see how big your kids have gotten because I saw you last week. That's it, I'm going to kick the habit - starting today... But first let me check Betty's status.

Okay, Okay Serious. Lets see where this takes me. I'll try a day, and then 7 days and then a month... see if I can really kick this FB habit that is nothing more than time consuming...

I'll let you know how it goes

A post a day....

Lately I've had alot on my mind - so much more than words can cover. Things like locating a decent yoga class, finding more hours in the day to spend with my kids, looking for vegetarian recipes that actually taste good, spending less hours "working" and so much more...

I talk to my friends (and even some of my not so friends) but I still feel like there is so much more to say, so starting Thursday I'll begin blogging one entry per day. Some posts may be exciting, and other may just be nonsense. There will be plenty of rants, and even a few raves.

Are you ready?

What we Really need is....

This is officially my 100th post... I was thinking all weekend about what I should say and to whom.

Initially I was going to tell you about my weekend from Hell but this morning a conversation with a crazy lady changed my focus. Here's what's really on my mind...This morning as I dropped the kids off for school I mistakenly involved my self in a conversation with a woman who was clearly off her rocker... She looked me square in the eye and said "this damn school need more male teachers, some of these kids be actin' crazy and need to git knocked out."

My first instinct was to ignore the hell out of her but something stirred deep inside and I found myself saying "What we really need are male role models in our homes.”

Oh My God!!!

You would've thought that I said "Hey Ladeeee Meet me round back I wanna show you something sexy" by the look on her face.

She was like "What You say?”

Now mind you… I am not what you would call a confrontational person. I’ll defend myself, the people I love, and my values but I don't go around picking fights or arguments with crazies.... I was for the first time in my life "stuck" – as Kat Williams would put it.

I stated my case, telling her that I didn't think that the problems is that there are note enough male teachers, but that there are not enough MEN in our children’s lives.. Real Fathers, Uncles, Brothers, or whatever... She looked at my hand and said, well You Aint Married either – as if it had something to do with “children needing to get knocked out”. I calmly advised her that I was indeed Married and she went on a rampage asking me what I know about things being hard, and what I know about trying to raise kids… I was blown away.

I was blown away to see that this woman who appeared to be “okay” had so much hurt and anger, But I think that I was most shocked to see that she just assumed that married women don’t go through the same things (perhaps to a lesser degree) than their single counterparts do.
I said again to her in a very firm voice that as women we can only do what we can do, we have to make certain that our children have stable relationships – even if it means that you have to go out to the PAL center or the Big Brothers/Big Sisters place. I told her that the lack of male teachers in schools is a problem that goes right back to the way we raise our children... our boys in particular. I apologized, saying that I have never been a single mother so I don’t know what it feels like to do it on my own, but I do know what it is to struggle. I know how it feels to want more for my kids than I can give or to want more for myself… She walked away mumbling something under her breath and that was it.

Am I being carried?

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed He was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from His life. For each scene He noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonging to Him and the other to the LORD.When the last scene of His life flashed before Him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of His life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of His life.This really bothered Him and He questioned the LORD about it. LORD you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.The LORD replied, my precious, precious child, I Love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.

Philadelphia Flower Show

Chick here to see pics from the 2009 Philadelphia Flower Show. Enjoy!

Today I'm better.. Thank You

Yesterday I was MAD. Yes I know that dogs get MAD and people get angry, but I was so far beyond human emotions. I literally had to go out in the car and scream.

It's been a while since I was wronged by a "friend" like this. I've been screwed by strangers and even family, but never by a friend. I didn't have alot of friends growing up. I mean I knew alot of people and alot of people knew me, I was well liked but I didn't have alot of friends and its because I don't call everyone my friend. I've know my friends for years, they've met my family, have eaten in my living room, heard me fart, saw me when I was sick, gave me when I had nothing, and laughed at me just to make me understand that I was taking things too serious.

My friends talk me out of doing stupid stuff, but laugh and tell me that they told me so.. They're real and honest... no matter what.

I cried yesterday. That's how mad I was...

I did talk to her and she doesn't seem to know what the hell I'm talking about... says that I'm too sensitive... I told her that I forgive her, but its going to take a while before I trust her again. she cried. I cried.

But I have to move on. I'm not going to put my guard up or start over analyzing each and everything my other friends say/do, I'm not going to start wigging out snapping on people, crying at inappropriate times, go on a hunger strike....

I'm going to forgive her and move on. I'm full of love. I'm passionate I'm caring, I'm giving, I love to laugh, and giggle, and snicker so I'm not going to let what happened between us change that.

By the middle of the day I felt alot better, which may have had something to do with the Hershey's bar Kyle gave me. I went to class and had a wonderful 2 hours. I drove back home blasting George Michael, ate Oxtail, Rice & Cabbage for dinner, talked to Kyle until midnight and fell asleep.

Sometimes...

Sometimes I'm alright, I'll Laugh, I'll hold my head up high, I'll even dance and play.
But Sometimes I'm not...

Sometimes I just don't want to be bothered. I don't Care. I don't remember. I'm not effective.
Sometimes I'm not...

Sometime things rub me the wrong way, they set me off, they push me close to the edge. I know, it's mostly my fault because I don't tell you how I feel. I didn't tell you how i feel. I didn't tell you that when you said those things about me that you hurt my feelings. I didn't tell you how when you said those things about my husband jokingly that i was pissed! I didn't tell you that I know that our "between you and me" conversation found its way back to me...I never told you how I felt betrayed about that, and how I'll never trust you again because of that.

But you're my friend, shouldn't you notice that I've changed? Shouldn't you notice that things are not the same between us? our conversations, the time we spend together...

Did you know that sometime you absolutely disgust me? Sometimes I despise you? Sometimes I just hate everything about you! I just wanna smack you, kick you, Punch your stupid little face! Sometimes you make me sick...Can't eat, can't sleep sick! But we're supposed to be friends right??

Somebody told me to forgive you. I should tell you of your offenses. I should tell you just how pissed off you made me! BUT WILL IT MAKE A DIFFERENCE? PROBABLY NOT!

Sometimes I'm alright, I'll laugh, I'll hold my head up high, I'll even dance and play... But today I'm not!

Jenny Told Me To Run, So I Ran....

I was Run-in... and the pain in my legs can prove it.

After a whole season of promising myself that I would take up running, I did it. I was actually anticipating it. I woke up every hour looking at the clock counting down the rime until I could make my exercising debut for the year.

For the past couple of months I've been saying that its too cold, or too hot or too early or too whatever, so trust me that when I say I freaked out when I looked out the window and saw snow. But I persevered.

So, I layered up putting my thermals AND my running pants on (yes I have alot of work out gear, i just don't work out...) laced up my Nike's, threw my hoodie on, zipped up my vest and I was "red ta go"(my mom used to say that all the time with her deep southern drawl).

I walked to the corner of 5th & Godfrey by way of Fisher Park, deposited some money in the bank and thought about turning back, but then I saw some old man who was probably like 100 running down Godfrey Avenue. I was like "aaaw man! I can't let no old man show me up" I walked a little further up 5th street until I got to the water reservoir in West Oak Lane, and I started to run.

I ran full speed to the corner and stopped at the corner. I thought my lungs would fall down my pants leg. I had to get myself together, I walked a little and talked myself into breathing the right way - in...2...3..4... out...2...3...4... I felt much better and I started off again, convincing myself that I could go a litter further. I ended up running /walking 2 whole miles if you count the trip there and back...

I got back in the house at around 8:00 and I was amped! I was Hype! I felt like punching something (please don't ask...). I was so full of energy, and wishing that I had done more. As a matter of fact I'm gonna drag myself out a little early in the morning tomorrow to do the same.