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Defining your dream

Today I joined the Daily Challenge by MeYou Health on Facebook. I had received a few requests from friends but had no idea what it was. I checked it out today and it's really interesting. Have you heard of it? My very limited understanding of it is this: Every day you're given a challenge related to your health and well-being. Once you have completed the challenge, you click a button and it lets everyone who you are "connected" with know that you have completed it. You also have the option of explaining how you completed the challenge and sharing this with your connections. There's also some sort of scoring system and you get points and win smiley faces or something, but I don't understand any of that yet. This challenge is right up my alley! I love challenging myself and setting new goals! I thought it would be fun to bring the challenge to my blog, too! So once I complete the challenge, I will blog about it so you can complete the challenge, too, and sh

Way to kick me when I'm down

Somewhere over the course of my life (the course that begins when you're done growing), I determined that I was five foot three inches tall. I have no idea where this number came from, but I can say with certainty that I have been saying I was 5' 3" since I was at least 16. How do I know this? That height has been listed on all of my drivers licenses. Heck maybe it was even on my permit at age 15 1/2. Anyway, I believe that someone, somewhere, told me I was 5' 3" and I have been repeating it ever since. I became quite comfortable with this number and feel like it is truly a respectable height. I did have someone try to challenge my height once. It happened in college. They, too, claimed to be 5' 3" and were convinced that I was shorter than them. They couldn't present any solid proof or documentation that I was in fact shorter than them so I dismissed their claim and continued boasting a height of 5' 3", but the wave of doubt they cast on m

I'm much too young to act this old

You can interpret that statement many different ways and they all would probably apply to me. But I'm specifically talking about my inability to get ready for work in the morning without forgetting something. And it has been happening a lot lately. If there is ever a morning where I actually remember everything, it is a rare occassion and a cause for celebration. This is yet another reason why I know I'm not ready for a child. If I can't get my 27 year-old self ready in the morning, how could I possibly get myself and a child ready in the morning? On less sleep?!?! Nope. Not ready. Sorry, Mom. It's never anything earth shattering that I forget but it's something just enough to be super annoying. One day it was my mascara. It's very weird to look in the mirror at the bathroom at work and see your face with makeup on and it looks like you have no eyelashes. Another day it will be my earrings. Not a huge deal, but it looks weird when you're used to seeing s

Get in the kitchen and make me some: Six Can Chicken Tortilla Soup

Six Can Chicken Tortilla Soup Prep Time: 5 Min Cook Time: 15 Min Ready In: 20 Min             Ingredients 1 (15 ounce) can whole kernel corn, drained 2 (14.5 ounce) cans chicken broth 1 (10 ounce) can chunk chicken 1 (15 ounce) can black beans 1 (10 ounce) can diced tomatoes with green chile peppers, drained Directions Open the cans of corn, chicken broth, chunk chicken, black beans, and diced tomatoes with green chilies. Pour everything into a large saucepan or stock pot. Simmer over medium heat until chicken is heated through.  -------------------------------------------------------- I LOVE soup. I could eat soup all year round, but I realize it's much better during the cold winter months. I know the cold weather won't be around much longer (we hope, right?) so I need to get all the soups and stews out of my system before it's too late. This was another

My cardio conundrom

I wonder if anyone hates doing cardio more than I do? I'm serious. When I am doing cardio on a machine (eliptical, stair master, bike, etc.), every minute feels like ten minutes and twenty minutes feels like for-ev-er. It is pure torture for me and Pat has to practically drag me out the door to get me to the gym. Weight lifting and strength training, however, I could do that all day! I push myself hard and it doesn't get old for me. But unfortunately, as Pat is always reminding me, the weight lifting and eating right aren't enough to lose weight. But as much as I complain about doing the cardio, I ALWAYS feel better when I'm done. Don't tell Pat this detail because each time he's trying to persuade me to go to the gym, he reminds me of how good I'll feel when I'm done, which I usually disagree and argue with as another way of trying to get out of the workout. Well, as some as you know, despite my best attempts to get a refund on our deposit and get o