eatright-exercise:
I read this every single day. It reminds me when I’m frustrated or lacking motivation or generally hating the world or wanting to lock myself up in my room and not leave for days to think about the why. It got me through undergrad and grad school and bad jobs and crappy internships and other things in life that in the moment seem just so terrible you couldn’t imagine yourself doing it for another minute.
Most recently, and thanks from a reminder from Randy Sprick (educational consultant) I’ve been applying it to my job. Because kids have a hard time doing something when they’re not sure why they’re doing it. How many times have you said “how is this ever going to be relevant to the real world? why do I need to know how many mph person A is traveling if they want to meet person B traveling at 79 mph but they stop 27 times to go to the bathroom and they need this many minuts to do it?” We’ve all been there, so I’ve been working on creating lessons and consulting with teachers about how we can give our kids a “why” that is relevant an meaningful.
I’ve also heard this phrase used by Jillian Michaels (whom I consider to be my personal trainer) when it comes to getting fit and leading a healthy lifestyle. She tells you to figure out the why. Why are you doing this? If you have a why you can tolerate any how. No matter how gruesome and grueling that how might be.
|| 30 Dr. Seuss Quotes to Live By
Meg’s “March-on” Challenge —> Day 2 (March 1, 2013): I completed Ripped in 30, 6 week 6 pack, and Extreme Shed and Shred
eatright-exercise:
The Challenge
Today was the first day in 8 weeks of trying to get up early and work out that I actually did it. I did Ripped this morning, and then came home and did the 6w6p and Extreme Shed and Shred. I thought it’d be a good way to start the weekend!
Happy March to everyone!
What did you do?
fuckyeahnapoleonhill:
Through repetition of thought.
“Five seagulls are sitting on a dock. One of them decides to fly away. How many seagulls are left?”
“Well… four.”
“No,” he responded. “There are still five. Deciding to fly away and actually flying away are two very different things. Listen to me carefully. Despite popular belief to the contrary, there is absolutely no power in intention. The seagull may intend to fly away, may decide to do so, may talk with other seagulls about how wonderful it is to fly, but until the seagull flaps his wings and takes air, he is still on the dock. There’s no difference between that gull and all the others. Likewise, there is no difference in the person who intends to do things differently and the one who never thinks about it in the first place.”
-Andy Andrews, The Noticer
New month today! What are your June goals?
eatright-exercise:
Mine include:
- Run 6 miles comfortably (maybe buy some new running shoes!?)
- Get Ripped in 30 (try to do this work out 3 times a week)
- Drink enough water and green tea every day
- Have a better plan for meals, planning meals before I go shopping!? Something! My system is a total failure and by system it’s eat whatever I can find in my fridge that doesn’t take long to cook
- Do at least ONE thing I’ve never done before!
Looking forward to hearing your goals!
If you fail to plan, you plan to fail!
Megan’s adventures with cooking…
So most of you know by now, I’m not the biggest cook in the world, not because I’m not good at it, but mostly because I just don’t like waiting for food. I like instant gratification.
And then the cleaning?! UGHHHHH KILL ME NOW
But, the one thing I’m actually good at doing and enjoy doing is grilling. I can grill anything. I’ve grilled pizza before, it was delicious. So when I moved my apartment and found out they don’t allow grills…
But I coped. I have basically lived off left overs my parents have been kind enough to send home with me after long vacations, things you can cook in the microwave, and salads for most of the 8 months I’ve lived here…with the exception of an occasional experiment.
So I was sitting here angry at the world because it’s absolutely perfect grilling weather
I yanked my grill outta storage and grilled up some chicken.
and the police or apartment complex or whoever made that stupid ass rule can
