heartbreak

it always starts the same way.  a bit of intrigue, a quickening of the heartbeat and a hanging on every word.  time passes and  thoughts start to circle. . .what actually became the drain i guess.  i'm not a girly girl, i'm not prone to liking every guy i meet or obsessing. i'm willing to wait for someone worth waiting for and this year, i thought i might have found him.  of course he had a girlfriend-it couldn't possibly be that easy-until he didn't, but then there's the added drama of the ex that poses its own challenge.  summer begins slowly and builds to countless hours of conversation building a friendship that could probably last through the ages.  a sense of trust built quicker than with friends i've had for years.  is this it? is he the one? he's awful young.  but he brings out the best in me.  he makes me smile.  he makes me think.  he makes me desire to know god more.

months pass.  almost six in fact.  when is it time to take the risk?  is it ever?  god said wait.  wait on him. who was the him.  him or Him? but then there was a time when things seemed a little less true because i couldn't give everything.  but is it worth the risk?  is losing the friendship or having it change worth it?  but i'm there.  i'm at that point where if i don't take a risk my heart might not be able to take the fall later.  so i plunge.  headfirst into the deep end i go.  the response?  'i've never thought of our friendship that way before'.  crushed spirit.  heartbreak.  doubt.  did i act to soon?  was i still supposed to be waiting?  is it just not meant to be?  silence.  echoes off the walls as no answers come.  where am i still?  waiting.  waiting for the moment when it's clear.  the yes or the no.  the limbo zone where some days it's good, some days it's fine and some days it just f-ing sucks.  

he still makes me smile.  but i smile a little less because we talk a lot less.  my heart can't take more.  i can overlook his faults and see his heart.  i understand his indecisiveness though it drives me mad.  i can wait.  but should i?  am i meant for another?  am i meant to be alone?  lord, please not that cup. i seek to obey but am lost in the waves.  what is meant to be for me?

30-30

I thought to write an entry full of witty banter, but find my eyes drifting closed as I type.  Today marks Day One of my 30-30.  It's 30 minutes of exercise for 30 days in a row.  That's a good challenge on its own, but I decided to amp it up a bit, because, how many days do I not get my time in the Word done?  Riiiigggghhhht.  So, if I can do the 30-30 for exercise, surely I can do it for my devotional life!  So. . .I'm going to call it my Quad 30. 

Day One:  45 minutes of bike riding; 60 mins of Zumba-I know, somehow I overachieved :)
                 30 mins of Bible Study and reading Jesus Said to Her and Words to Lead by.  Note for                   tomorrow, don't wait till 10:30.  It's too hard to think then!

I ate pretty well today too-not to mention I think i drank about 48oz of water-that's huge! 

Mardi Gras World Excursion...

Photo Montage of our trip to Mardi Gras World!

Carboloading (aka my justification for eating complete crap due to a holiday!)

In honor of Labor Day and laborers all over the world, I (Ade) am eating as many carbs as I can get my hands on....okay, so it's really not to honor anyone....just my excuse for eating lots of crap. In my gluttony and masochism, I weighed myself this morning....ugh!....gain of 3lbs! Anger.....depression.....I NEED to get back to Boot Camp ASAP!!! I vow to be a new woman on Tuesday (you might be asking yourself "why Tuesday?" - Labor Day is Monday, so obviously I can't start my new womanhood til Tuesday...there is still a holiday needing celebrating!). I'm also officially announcing that Ab is a Boot Camp Dropout! LAME! I'm hoping to perservere without her, but it'll be hard! I'll report back on my progress....wish me luck!

In other news, we are getting tore up by Tropical Storm Lee....had water in the kitchen, which makes Ab cranky in the morning, especially since I had to go wake her up to tell her so that she could take pictures in order to verbally harangue the construction company building a school in our backyard - plus side = no banging at 6am due to the rain....so maybe a small "thank you" is in order for TP Lee (haha..."TP"....I'm so clever!).

Abs of Steel

Abs here, reporting in: No hot guys at bootcamp today. In fact, there was only one of the male persuasion and he had quite the scowl on his face. Bad day perhaps.

Over the years several have deemed me 'abs of steel', thought none of those years have actually shown me to have them. Today, Bootcamp Day 3, I might (yes, I said 'might') have begun. The flab portion of my beginning state was a reminder today as I toughed out the plank position (who thought of this torture pose?), the superman and lots of crazy leg raises and zig zags. Let's not forget the 8 million times I had to jump to my feet from the floor or squat or jump my feet to my hands in a sort of crab-like position. So quite possibly I 'might' have begun my thighs of steel as well. Praise the Lord as these are definitely a bit jiggly. What a great word-jiggly.

On the inhaling portion-I think I might have possibly eaten within my calorie range today. It's about time. Tomorrow will be a testing of my wills. . .there are funfetti cupcakes in my future-fab beware, cake is trying to keep me in the flab zone!

Question of today: Will Ade always have that bald spot on her head???

ooh ahh ouch.

Don't you know it, we're wicked tough (in our spandex-hehe!)

I (Ab) think things in this picture (me) look smaller than they actually appear! As for Ade, she was practicing catching flies in her teeth as I took this picture.

Today my sore body (yes, we went to bootcamp Thursday and it's now Monday and I'm still sore-though we can throw a soccer game in the middle) ventured out to bootcamp again. I had a quiet group of 6 tonight (though one huge dude grunting through the strectching after we were done-it was weird). (I love parentheses) During my long drive home I relished in how great I felt and thought, "Oh, I'll just go home and run some more!" Then of course I got home and thought, "What the hell was I thinking of running more?" Then after some dinner. . .of which we will not mention the contents as to embarass the eater. . .I took myself up the stair. . .yes, it was a one at a time adventure because my legs hurt sooooo bad! I made it up in a very vocal manner groaning at the torture treads, but found sweet relief at the top (my bed).

Now for my thought of the day. . . "will someone hot be at bootcamp tomorrow?"

BAD.....but so good!

Funnel cake fries.....I mean, can you blame us???

Of course, we are also trying to support local economy and keep good restaurants around :)