Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Christmas 2010!!

It's starting to look like Christmas. This weekend my sister-in-law was off with a fury putting up the Christmas Tree and decorations. While she was busy with that my job was to keep little dude busy and away from all the glass ornaments. He was so tiny last year to even care about the tree, but I imagine that this year will be quite different! Merry Christmas, Y'all!

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Monday, November 29, 2010

8 Moves - 20 minutes

Let's just say that 2010 wasn't my best year. I've been so off and on, here and there...it's not cute and it's so coming to an end. With that being said, I've consistently been back in the gym for about a month or two. Things have gone well and I'm starting to feel stronger.

Without having Chadwick by my side to rack my weights and basically tell me what to do, (it's so easy to go into robot mode with a trainer) I've had to dig deeper and research on my own. Learn about muscle groups and exercises and combinations that will keep me moving and burning. It's a challenge, but it's fascinating too.

One would think that after so much time in the gym that it would be easy to get back into the swing of things, but let me tell you something, if you don't use it, YOU LOSE IT!! The muscle I put on back in 2008 & 2009 basically went to crap and turned into into nasty fat. It came back with a vengeance and was pocketed differently than before. I never really had saddle bags and NOW I DO!! it's not cute, but it's also reversible. Praise God!!

Anyhow, I digress.... While perusing Women's Health Magazine online I found this cool workout called Power Pairs. I decided to start my routine with this 20 minute circuit and it was good, very, very good.

Here it is

Check out the video too & let me know what you think.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

More Beauty

The word for today
29 Nov 2010
Character - The Beauty That Lasts
...clothe yourselves...with the beauty that comes from within... 1 Peter 3:4
When it comes to beauty, get your perspective right: 'Don't be concerned about the outward beauty of fancy hairstyles, expensive jewelry, or beautiful clothes...clothe yourselves...with the beauty that comes from within...' (1 Peter 3:3-4 NLT). The public relations department of a beauty products company asked its customers to send pictures along with brief letters, describing the most beautiful women they knew. Thousands of letters came in. One caught the attention of the employees and was passed on to the president. It was written by a boy from a broken home who lived in a run-down neighbourhood. With lots of spelling errors, an excerpt from his letter read: 'A beautiful woman lives down the street from me. I visit her every day. She makes me feel like the most important kid in the world. We play checkers and she listens to my problems. She understands me. When I leave she always yells out the door that she's proud of me.' The boy ended his letter saying, 'This picture shows you that she is the most beautiful woman in the world, and one day I hope to have a wife as pretty as her.' Intrigued, the president asked to see the woman's picture. His secretary handed him a photograph of a smiling, toothless woman, well advanced in years, sitting in a wheelchair. Sparse grey hair was pulled back in a bun. The wrinkles that formed deep furrows on her face were somehow diminished by the twinkle in her eyes. 'We can't use this woman,' said the president, smiling. 'She would show the world that our products aren't necessary to be beautiful.'
Beauty. Just today I was sitting at the edge of my bed thinking of just that.... In the silence of my heart I ache to be beautiful by my own standards, not by the standards of God. There's a long list of things I desire from a flat tummy, to well muscled legs and arms, solid muscular booty, a narrow waist, well rounded hips, a smaller face without a double chin and perfect hairless skin! =) I don't desire to be skinny, but curvy, thick and delicious. I desire to be not different, but normal in a Marcy kinda way. I was semi saddened when I realized that my ways are not his ways. My thoughts are not his thoughts. I sat for a second or two more then instantly moved the thoughts from my mind and started moving.

I went about my day. Busy. Keeping myself moving and not allowing a moment to sit in silence to see what is really there. (Greed, bitterness, jealousy, confusion, laziness and apathy... they all reside within me.) The moment to ponder arrived when I sat before my computer to check email. Yet again God, in His infinite goodness, used the UCB word for the day to shed some light on my heart and draw me to him.

Monday, November 8, 2010


I can't remember where I found this photo, but my instant reaction was "when did this become the standard for beautiful?" What are your thoughts?
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