Confession Time

January 20, 2012 - 4 Comments by Mishelle - Me, Myself, and I

I have two confessions to make. Here it goes.

I’ve been going to my gym since the end of October.  I didn’t want to wait until the new year to make a resolution to get fit, but believe me I thought about it.  I decided it was time to be held accountable for my actions (or should I say, quite literally, my inactivity.)    It’s the best thing that I have done for myself in a long, long time.    That said, earlier this month, on Curvy Girl Guide, we Reinvented the Resolution in an effort to define our lives by a number other than the one that pops up on the stupid scale.   That number on the scale is not who I am or who I want to be, so I took it back. 

 I said,

“My number for 2012 is 2.  Since joining the gym, I have tried various group fitness classes, and I love them all so much.  They provide me with a great workout, but, beyond that, the instructors and my fellow “teammates” inspire and motivate me immensely.  With this new year I am committing to taking two RPM, two BodyPump, two BodyFlow, two CXWorx (core training), and two Zumba classes, every week!”

Two-and-a-half weeks later I have not been able to acheive this number. But, I’ve worked really hard at getting there.  I go to the gym about five times a week striving to get to my 2-2-2-2-2, but life and work and schedules and sickness have gotten in the way.    I’ve had to look at my goal and stop beating myself up about it if I only get 2-2-2-1-1 or 2-2-1-1-1 because, quite frankly, I’m still working my ass off.   I have all of 2012 to get to the point that I want to be at, and you can believe that I will definitely get there.  

My second confession is a little bit unbelievable.   It’s even hard for me to believe, but, truth is, I havent’ picked up my big camera since January 5th (and on that day I only took a handful of pictures of Davey riding his big boy bike in the cul-de-sac.)   It could have something to do with the winter.  Or life.  Or work.  Or schedules.  Or sickness.  Or whatever. 

The saving grace in this confession is the camera on my iPhone.   Oh my gosh, that thing is incredible, and I ultimately think that the reason I haven’t picked up my beloved DSLR is that I have been having an amazingly fun time with the ease of use of the camera on my phone.    I’ve been snapping numerous photos, daily, often updating Instagram.  I’m even taking part in a photo-a-day project over there, complete with prompts.    So, while it’s a little hard to believe that I haven’t used my big camera in a few weeks I’m comforted in the knowledge that I’m still taking pictures and telling stories with my images.

Now that I think about it, I’m just switching it up.  Just like how I do at the gym!

I recently learned about photo books from Mixbooks, and cannot wait to try it out.   Since I’ve been taking a photo a day I plan on creating a photo book that will tell the story of my days.