Monday, April 6, 2009

On the road again

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So, I'm sitting here with my gym clothes on trying to figure out what work out to do today.

A friend of mine suggested going on women's health to see if they have any good workouts to choose.

I'm telling you the truth: I was on there for less than twenty minutes and my self- concept is falling through the floor.

Its tough being a part of society today, where views of beauty are so different from what God has in mind. Although it is important to eat and live in a healthy manner, I can't help but think that the methods that you choose to maintain your health should NOT make you feel bad about how you look. So much of the issue stems from media portrayals of beautiful women with rock hard abs, and long flowing hair. Many of whom never had children or battled cellulite. I am more motivated when I see a woman who has been where I am and achieved great results. That's why I really enjoy the Biggest Loser, because real people work hard- not to look like supermodels, but because they come to a realization that life is fleeting, and it will fleet even sooner if they don't become healthy. They do it correctly, without steroids or plastic surgery. I believe that this is very honorable.

So what's wrong with exercising not to lose weight? What if I like my love handles? I often say my winter fat keeps me warm:-) God never said dwell upon the earth and kill yourself to get skinny. He did say to take care of my body as it is a temple, but most importantly that I am Fearfully and Wonderfully made... JUST THE WAY THAT I AM!

So will the media ever wise up and stop promoting what makes those who are not the societal standard of beauty second guess their God given gorgeousness?  Maybe not in America, but like the Dove Campaign, some organizations are taking steps to traverse the long road of re-defining true beauty.  I think I'm gonna get on the band-wagon. :-)

Friday, April 3, 2009

The case of the missing tooth

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Sometimes I think that blogging should be rather insightful or compel one to a place of deep introspection, yet today, after writing like 7 papers, I just feel like keeping it simple and talking about my puppy.

Yep, its Morgan, the black and fuzzy ball of fur that chews on every detached object in her path. As I speak, she's got a water bottle in her grasp and the cap in her mouth.

Unfortunately for her, lately she's been losing teeth like crazy. A little while ago, we were playing catch in the backyard and when she retrieved the ball, it was covered in blood! I freaked about a bit and then peered into her mouth to find a canine milk tooth hanging on for dear life. I didn't want to yank it out, so I dropped the ball and created a diversion of water fun.

When she was finished playing, of course she was wet and muddy, so she had to get dried off. I wrapped her in a towel and rubbed her gums gently while she like expected, chewed on my hand through the towel. She got up to leave and voila! I once loosed tooth on the floor!!

Oh yeah, this tooth will be the one I keep as a souvenir, because I can't seem to find any of the other ones she's lost!