The Deer on your Vehicle...or any other stickers

Although I was exhausted last night, and for the first part of this morning, I am energized and ready for the day today…at 11am. Last night I went to the gym for the first time in months- I did about 40 minutes of cardio and felt like my legs were about to spontaneously combust at any moment- I decided to stop for the night. As I was running, I was thinking of Jimmy Fallon’s thank you notes he writes every Friday night, because his one about chin ups and death felt as if it applied.

“Thank you chin ups, and death, for being things I can only do once.”

I’m excited to get back into the gym, get fit and ready to rock a hot dress for my wedding. Well, no one will let me rock a hot dress… but I’m gonna look good!

On a completely separate note, as I was making my way into work this morning I noticed something I hadn’t given much thought to prior to today: car stickers or decals. OK, we’ve all seen them- bumper stickers, family members stuck to the backs of vans, “I love my Golden Retriever” stickers… they’re everywhere, but today I saw some that I thought to be quite strange. Most people place stickers of items they support or enjoy on their cars, something about their beliefs, favourite pet, they child, or in many cases these days their entire freakin’ family represented through little people car decals. Today, however, I saw a truck with 2 deer heads on both back windows and then a larger coloured sticker of an entire deer on the back of his truck trailer bed door. This is not, I assume, because this man has an affinity for deer, or worships deer… I would assume, based on prior knowledge as well as initial physical judgment of the man’s appearance, that he was a deer hunter. I think this could be the only group of people who, instead of putting stickers of things they like on their vehicles, place stickers of animals they enjoy killing on their vehicles… ok let’s be honest- they all drive trucks.

For the record- those sticker families that people place extensively all over their cars… I don’t like them. I do, however, enjoy this video I saw on Tosh.O



Beauty vs the Beasts... Or fashion at the gym

I try to go to the gym with Brandon when I can. Due to our opposite schedules, it doesn't work out to be more than 1-2 times per week, leaning more towards the 1. It's not that I don't want to go, it's the times he goes and the fact I'm usually working during those times. Very unhelpful to my ideal fit body!

But the days I do go to the gym, I realize something different between the men and women- beyond the obvious. The men wear very practical gym clothes: plain black and white running shoes, usually of some name brand, typically the more expensive the better, baggy shorts (the kind that static cling and resemble those they wore in grade 11 gym class) and some old Tshirt (also possibly from highschool) that has a grungy greyish-yellowish tinge to it from the sweat and ridiculous excessive washing it's endured over the years. Most of the men there don't care what they look like, because they're there for the sole purpose to work out. Of course, there are those exceptions. Those men that aren't quite fully men in their heart of hearts, because they're very cautious about how much they sweat and what brands adorn their "ripped" bodies, and watching themselves in the mirrors. But these guys shouldn't really be considered men at all. They don't count.

Women, on the other hand, are very different. Well, let me rephrase that, the 35> women are different. They (this includes me) find nicely fitting yoga pants from Lu Lu Lemon (or similar, perhaps cheaper, brands). These pants will accentuate the buttocks, black in colour with some kind of splash of colour around the waste or maybe, a stripe. On top, they'll wear a stretchy top, perfectly positioned and situated to cover any possible "muffin top" and a bra which perfectly lifts but also supports to ensure she looks cute but not night-walker inspired. She may wear a sweatshirt of some kind, but it will be cute and match the other aspects of the outfit. Her hair will be up, most likely, and slightly disheveled but almost purposefully so. Her makeup will vary from light to regular daily wear. You see, this girl cares about how she looks AT the gym. It's important to keep up the cute image... Even while in the process of self improvement.

As I mentioned, there's another woman at the gym. She's not so concerned with her image at the gym. I'm not saying this woman is worse, in fact, good for her for being there for one purpose only. But being frumpy while at the gym doesn't seem to improve their results any. So, I'd rather be cute.

The Gym!

Today I'm going to the gym with Brandon. I'm not really a gym person, I like walking, hiking or other casual activities that don't make me excessively sweat. Yes, I know you need to break a sweat in order to burn any calories but I don't want to. Correction: I want to burn calories but not break a sweat. That's gross.

I have to admit once I get there I'm ok. And I do like looking good and fit. But it's initiating the habit of going again that's my problem. I'm working until 5pm and really all I want to do once I'm done is go home and hang out on the couch, read a few blogs, eat dinner and relax. But instead I'll be headed to the gym with Brandon.

Maybe I'll just do yoga!
Yippee! Wish me luck!

*As an update, we didn't end up going to the gym.  Instead we went to see our friend's adorable puppy.  Shannon: win*