Walking the hill with swag

So I was in the shower and it occurred to me that I need to get serious with my exercise.

I mean, I am still going to eat a cheeseburger every now and then because I am an American.

But I have a Relay for Life to start preparing for and many float trips with my friends and some Fair Grove boys.

I am making a team for Relay for Life to help fight cancer in the name of my biological madre and my boyfriends sister. The madre has cervical cancer and the boyfriends sister has a rare form of Hodgkins Lymphoma. I'm making t-shirts, smacking on some face paint, and taking the battle to the cancer! Nothing hurts my family without going through me first. So put them in your prayers please, and anyone that wants to rock a cool tshirt and war paint with me just let me know!

So this morning I walk/ran three miles with Madre and Wingman.

It was intense and windy and at one point I'm pretty sure I laid in the road hoping to be ran over.

I'm not sure; everything's a blur ;)

Yeah, I may have whined just a wee bit during the whole duration of the torture...I mean, exercise.

I really need to get some motivation. I use to be so motivated to work out...I guess this means I have finally gotten old. Siggghhh...bring on the retirement!

I hear Veggie Tales: Lord of the Beans so that is my cue to go cuddle up with an adorable three year old and maybe munch on some broccoli. 

So I leave you with a song. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0XFNtXbkelM

You're welcome :)

*Believe

Jesus, Music, and Taxes.

Let me set the scene for you: PJs, Greys Anatomy, and sleepy eyes. That is me right now. The sad part is that I have a nine o'clock wake up call to work out my booty...and I am thinking of every excuse in the book not to go: my throat hurts, I hurt my back, that I lied and I really do love my thighs...yeah that's going through my mind righhhhttt....NOW. But I know I'll wake up to Madre's sad, brown eyes and all my chica's wanting me to go. They should know by know how much of a procrastinator I am.  

Who needs a bikini body when you can eat oreos or a whole bag of pizza rolls?

That ladies and gents is true happiness right there.

The real point of this first blog is that I GOT BAPTIZED TODAY!

That's right.

This chick is saved.

ANNNDDD

I got a free t-shirt. It says, "I've decided."

Now my question for you guys is:

Have you?

No peer pressure.

But when I'm bragging about my best friend, JC, all the time 

and how he has unconditional love for me

and you get jealous and delete me off of Facebook just know

that I will pray for you.

Because Madre says I can no longer "cut" people. 

Because I'm saved.

I'm ending this post with a song..

Because helllooo...I'M AWESOME.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R2mu0g3ir_w&ob=av2e

This is the song that I feel best describes me right now.

Take a listen in and remember always the three things that will never leave you:

Jesus Christ

Music

Taxes.

*Believe