Blogging Stamina and 5 other life happenings.

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I think I've lost my stamina for blogging. Or at least for blogging on the daily. I remember when I first began this blog, I couldn't wait to get to work in the morning (because isn't the best time to blog when you're supposed to be working?), when the office was empty and quiet, and I could write up a blog post about everything and anything, but mostly nothing, and that was okay. I never really felt like I had a lack for words.

Now? Maybe it's just laziness. Or maybe I just feel like I don't have a whole lot to say? I mean, when I wrote that post before about routines, I wasn't kidding. Most days, these days, are reeeeeaaalllyyy similar. Breakfast, gym, lunch, work, dinner, Netflix. Not that there's anything to complain about that, but how many times do you want to read about it? I'm guessing the first time was one too many.

I don't think I'm alone here. I think it's safe to say that the blogging generation I was born into has been slacking off as a whole, no? I've noticed several blogs I used to read on the regular have somewhat abandoned their posts and now stick to just living life and documenting it via Instagram? I wonder what happened? Was it just a fad? For those of you that still blog on the daily, what keeps you motivated to write?

I definitely like the documentation aspect. I often find myself reading old posts and being highly entertained by past memories I otherwise would have forgotten. So there's that. But again, I just feel like there's not a whoooolllee lot to document right now.

Okay, fine. There's got to be something.

Let's see.....

Okay, here it is: 5 current "Happenings":

1. My new baby nephew is due to arrive this Friday in San Diego. There is a strong chance this babe will be named "MAGNUS". Yes...."Magnus". And I often wonder what a child with the name of Magnus will be called. Mag? Maggie? Magget? M? With a name like "Magnus," you can't help but wonder these things.

2. Speaking of babies - my thoughts on them have drastically changed in the last year. I've heard people say that the age of 27 for females is a life-changer. I didn't believe it at first, but I do now. Ask me a year ago if I wanted babies and I'd make a face and say, "Not for a looooonnnggggggggg Long Long Long Long time."

Ask me today if I want babies? And I literally get this physical feeling. This yearning almost. It's the oddest thing. I see babies crying and it doesn't annoy me anymore. The Dizzle and I have been having many conversations about babies. What we'll name them....what they'll look like....how we want to raise them... Again, it's the oddest thing. But, it's also..... exciting. Like, hey yeah, this whole life thing? Kind of cool. Especially when you have someone pretty dang amazing to do it with. Like, yeah, why wouldn't I want to have your babies?

3. Mexico is one week from today. And I'm 99.99999% certain an engagement will NOT be happening on said Mexico trip. The reason I know this? Because I asked, that's why. I did not want to become the girl that for every little activity, or walk on the beach, or sunset dinner would think to herself, "Is this it?! Is he going to propose right now?!" And then when it didn't happen, possibly get a little bummed out.

So I asked the Dizzle, "Can you just tell me right now that I shouldn't get my hopes up in Mexico?"

And he replied, "You should proooobbbaaably not get your hopes up for Mexico."

Then I said, "When you use the word 'probably', I still think there's a chance because I'm crazy like that."

Then he said, "Okay, then definitely do not get your hopes up."

And there you have it.

And now I will have a wonderful week in Mexico with my love, celebrating 3 wonderful years together, and not have that crazy, cuckoo mind of mine go off on wild tangents.

I'm such a problem solver, aren't I?

4. For the last 2 months, I've been working out about 3-4 times a week. And when I say working out, I mean pumping iron. There has been little to no cardio, really. (I've also been making better eating choices and have cut out mid-week drinking.) In the last 2 months I've brought my body fat percent from 20% to 17% and gone from being able to do 1 push up to 31 push ups in a row. I'm now at the same weight I was during my marathon training, but my body looks different. Stronger.

I gotta tell ya - this way of working out, being able to see this progress and physically feeling stronger, is so much more enjoyable than being able to run 26 miles. I mean, is it cool to be able to say you can run that far? Sure. Yeah. But is it actually fun running that far? Um, no. I just can't seem to hop on the crazy train of long-distance running.

5. Remember when I said I had 5 different things to say? I lied. There were 4.


xoxo