Watching sports with my mother is always interesting. She said that Big Baby was really cute, so I replied: "Would you marry Glen?" and all she said was "What? Lizzy I don't know a Mary Glen."
One of my biggest flaws (although I am close to perfect) is that when I am in a bad mood, everyone knows it. I don't mean for this to happen, I don't like being the Debbie Downer of a group, I swear. Recently at the gym, a man approached me and asked me if I was okay, after giving him my infamous death stare, he just replied "If you smiled, you would look a lot nicer." I did not respond to him because I was so confused and SO MAD!
Am I supposed to be smiling on the treadmill while I am running and the sweat from my head is my burning eyes? Does Jillian Michaels smile? No. Do you think Arnold Schwarzenegger ever smiled at the gym? No. Did Rocky smile when he was running up those stairs? No. Come on, we all can't be Richard Simmons here, even if he is fabulous.
Rocky
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**** RICHARD!!!! ****
I have come to the conclusion that as much as I love the gym, I will:
A. Never be in a good mood working out if I have idiots like this approaching me
B. Never be part of the secret club at the Neponset Planet Fitness (everyone is "bros" there) even if I go frequently
C. Never eat the free pizza on Mondays or bagels on Tuesdays because I have no self control, which would lead me to never picking up any hotties/bros.
The solution to my bitchiness/being in a bad mood: YOGA. I always jokingly refer to myself as a "yogi" I am slowly starting to learn the benefits of yoga. Tuesday, I walked into my class and I was in the WORST MOOD EVER. No Chris Farley youtube clip could get me out of it (this is a serious bad mood), but after 90 minutes of meditating, downward dogs, and a couple of oooommmms, I felt like a million dollars. I walked out of class really sweaty but most importantly calm and with a more positive attitude. Also, yoga works a lot of muscles that you do not work out on a regular basis. I hate when people say that "yoga isn't their thing." DON'T KNOCK IT UNTIL YOU TRY IT. YOGIS LOVE EVERYONE, SO DON'T BE SHY.
I am a member of South Boston Yoga (http://southbostonyoga.net/), located in South Boston (duh), across from Broadway station.
Reasons why this joint rocks:
1. They moved across the street to a renovated building and the classrooms are huge! Some classes even have skylights and disco balls. I do not know why there are disco balls.
2. There are all different types of yoga classes, ALL DAY EVERYDAY.
3. Everyone is SO nice, seriously walking in, I become a little less bitchy and try to be a better person.
4. They have a partner aerial swing class that I want to try, can you say EROTIC.
Drop in classes are $14, they have package deals, and I would recommend Robin, she is my favorite instructor. She pushes me to do handstands when I don't want to and really kicks your ass in a yogi type of way. I will put up pictures of my fellow yogis in their pretzel poses soon.
MY AWESOME FINDS:
1. Do you run outside, need a place to put your house/car key, and really don't want to put it in your bra? A close friend of mine who is super fit told me about these bands from Lulu Lemon that act as a sweat band and key holder. It is actually called the Running Key Cuff and comes in a variety of colors: http://shop.lululemon.com/Running_Key_Cuff/pd/c/640/np/640/p/2458.html. I could talk days about how great their pants are, but this cuff is probably the best purchase I have ever made! Only $10!
2. Since I am now an official T commuter, I decided I needed a warm winter jacket that would keep me warm. I wanted a jacket that: 1. Covered my butt 2. Didn't make me look like a stuffed sausage and 3. Didn't make me look like a stuffed sausage. I found a jacket that had all of my requirements at the new TJ Maxx in South Bay! For $80, I got a beautiful Michael Kors jacket. It is a down jacket, with faux fur trim on the hood (removable), and will definitely keep me warm. After I found my jacket, I walked around the store for about 30 minutes to make sure it felt right; I think the cop (South Bay is a hood rat place) thought I was going to steal it. I will post up pictures of my jacket soon too (I am full of promises today.)
On a side note, I saw pant-less bush man at Ashmont at the end of last week. He was running for the train and the doors closed on him, so he kicked the door. The train left without him. His life sucks. He was also wearing his dirty UMass t shirt. You were, you are, UMass.
By the time you are reading this, it will be Friday or some other day AFTER VETERANS DAY. I will admit I was lazy all week, but if you have not, you should take some time to really think about what freedom means to you and how different your life would be if you did not live in America. Past and present Veterans put their lives on the line everyday for us, we should be grateful and love the country we live in today.
I saw this at the Harpoon factory in Southie, I love this picture :)
i loved this. i have often had people at the gym (more than one gym this has happened at) call me "smiley" because they say i never smile. when the HELL am i supposed to be smiling?! i guess it's a family thing...
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Woohoo! I've been checking your blog every day, anxiously awaiting your next post and I love it :) I think you have officially inspired me to start yoga again. I feel a horrible guilt for stopping and it really DOES make you feel so good. Billy loves it too but, like me, has not gone to a class in a while. Let's be Yogis together. <3
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