Saturday, November 17, 2012

Saturday + Gratitude = Satitude.

I love Saturdays.

I love Saturdays SO much.

My current semester of school has me working Wednesday-Friday. On Fridays, I usually close, which means I work late. Monday through Friday is completely dedicated to class, homework, review and all-around schoolwork, with those additional three days dedicated to being smiley, happy, and helpful enough to get hopeful 20% tips to pay for the rest of my life.

Saturdays are mine.

Every week is usually the same. I wake up when I wake up. No alarms allowed. I drink a bunch of coffee, quietly, with a delightful soundtrack. I make myself breakfast and then lace up my sneakers and head over to the YWCA for my FAVORITE Zumba class. The largest, most diverse group of women that I get the chance to hang out with on a regular basis. I bounce and swing and laugh and smile my way through an hour of dance cardio and then I... do whatever else I want to. No plans. No dictation.

This particular Saturday begins that way, followed by a day date with Manpanion. There are some holiday gift/craft fairs going on in Minneapolis today, so we'll be biking around on this sunny beautiful day to hit up all of those, get a little christmas shopping done, and enjoy each other's company while fitting in some activity.

The original plan called for a brunch together after our respective solo active mornings. I'll be at Zumba (of course) and he'll be climbing rocks at Vertical Endeavors, where he is a member. However, last night, as I was swooning over the previous night's low-point dinner, I realized that I'm not really working to work on the plan. I'm just trying to make the plan fit into what I'm already doing, and that's working a little as well. But I know how to maintain. That's obvious. I've been doing it for years.

I want to be losing.

So, I nixed the brunch plan, opting to make myself a point-friendly lunch at home before we meet up for the day. I'm going to treat myself to a soy latte for our mid-shopping break.

I'm proud of the decision to take back what I need. Paul is, of course, extremely supportive of this. Plus, we'll save a little cash! BONUS.

I'm having a mini-wake up call. I am trying, but I should be trying HARDER. Especially now that I'm doing less and less cardio because of the New Rules of Lifting for Women.

Speaking of NRL4W, I look hot. Seriously. It's only been 2 weeks, but I am already noticing some differences, and I can't wait until it's been a month so I can take some measurements and see if I'm just making this up or not. It won't matter, either way. I am feeling strong and indulging in the strength of my body, feeling good about what it can do and how it looks while it's doing it.

Isn't that the whole point?


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