I’ve picked up “The Biggest Loser Weight Loss Yoga,” and I’m almost certain that it’s going to do me in. It’s funny but I can already feel the effects. Soreness and some actual muscle forming.

I also picked up Kathy Smith’s Weightlifting exercise thing. Another brutal workout. It kind of makes me think that perhaps I just enjoy pain. (Not really.)

I’ve made a pledge to myself to get in two workouts a day. Don’t know how long I’m intending to keep that up, but it’s been five days so far.

The overzealous working out is an attempt to cut back on caffeine. It’s failing miserably because I don’t like headaches.

I’ve started crocheting. It’s really my attempt to make myself get away from this gosh-darn computer for some time. I realize that I’m probably going to develop arthritis because of it.

I’ve launched another blog that is totally unrelated to this one.

I walked 2.7 miles round trip today. It was part of my exercise for the day, but also a lot of fun. I like walking around in my own little world.

I realllllllly, really miss being a teacher. Like it hurts.

I love baseball. I know that’s a given. But I really love the game. It makes me super happy. I realized that again last night when I was driving home from a game.

My dreams last night about a certain person were totally unnerving. I thought perhaps something not so great was going to happen today, but it didn’t. And the day is almost over, so that’s good news.

I fell in love with Rahm Emanuel today. For real. Political crushes. Wow. That’s a first. (Ok, not really, but it sounds weird to say I have a crush on the President of the United States. There’s just something inherently wrong with that sentence.)

I had one of those moments the other day when I had to stop and catch my breath. I actually watched Barack Obama be inaugurated as President of the United States. I still can’t verbalize how utterly amazing that was.

Juan Pierre. Write him in. 71 times. Seriously.

I feel bad for Clayton Kershaw. I really do. I could have told you in spring training that he was not ready. So, to punish him for what probably every one knew, is just not a good idea.

I have text stalkers. I don’t care if people read this. It’s not funny. Not in the least. So, if I don’t respond to you, it’s probably because I’m trying to ignore other people.

My wall looks funny without all the post-its.

I found this fabulous way of doing fan-fiction through Facebook. I was mesmerized for awhile, but I have let it slip.

June Gloom has hit with a vengeance. It’s not fun. Not at all.

And yet….I still have awaken every morning thinking something good was going to happen. And it has without fail….


-It was nice to read this  morning that Shawn Estes had been cut from the major league roster.

-Me taking joy in Estes being cut does not make me a mean person. Just one who doesn’t forget.

-It was not so nice to read that Chad Billingsley had suffered a groin injury. Argh! That cannot be good.

-I feel kind of “off” right now physically.

-I love that Desperate Housewives is online for free.

-I need to start reading again. I’ve totally blown the 52 books in 52 weeks plan.

-Tanaya and I redid our 643photography.com website for the millionth time (ok not millionth, but it feels that way). I wonder how long we’ll like this version.

-I don’t get why people are mean. I really don’t. It’s tiring.

-I’m happy with the way my first wave of spring cleaning went. I love the space in my living room now.

-I want to paaaaint!

-Going back to teaching is simultaneously exciting and terrifying.

-I have a very strong desire to see stars in the desert sky.

-We devised this plan to circumvent paying the $15 parking fee at Dodger Stadium. It mostly involves Manny Ramirez and his car.

-I appreciate responses to job inquiries.

-I need to stop doing searches on the Century 21 website.

-The pastrami and jalapeno sandwich at the Yardhouse is positively amazing and well worth the gallon of grease I probably consumed.

-I’m on a super high caffeine intake plan right now and still sleepy as heck.

-I can’t wait until the sun is rising at 6 a.m.

-I’m a sneezy mess right now thanks to the wind, but I love the clear days so it’s a pretty fair trade.

-I found out that there’s a “Mary” at the Alameda post office, which is my home one. “Mary” at the Boyle Heights post office is one of my favorite people on the planet.

-I’m excited to get actual prints from Shutterfly.

-I’ve become a little addicted to stretching.

-I have realized that I jaywalk in front of the Hollenbeck police station far too much. It’s a wonder I haven’t been cited.

-I like Chris Matthews a lot more now that the election is over.

-I have a huge desire to get on an airplane and go somewhere. Like now.

-I don’t like falling asleep when I’m cold.

-I’m ready for something electric. Like electric blue.

Going Crazy

I didn’t realize it until just now when I looked it up, but  I posted my “Deuces Wild” post exactly a month ago today.

The initial challenge was to run 2 miles and drink 2 liters of water a day for 2 weeks. I pushed through the two weeks out of sheer stubbornness even though I probably should have stopped when my knee started bothering me.

Now exactly one month later, I find that it’s almost a breeze to get through two miles. I’m not doing it everyday anymore because well 12-hour work days and 4-hour nights of sleep really don’t make that possible, but I think I have it at an even 5 times a week.

The one thing that is driving me crazy is my diet. I feel like I’ve gone off the proverbial deep end. I hadn’t realized it’s been a whole month without potato chips and candy. I think I’ve had 4 Cokes in that time. I haven’t sweetened my coffee or tea with sugar.

That’s an amazing thing for me.

It figures though. I have such an “all or nothing” personality that I’m actually scared to let myself eat just one potato chip. For some reason, I’m sure that it will just open this floodgate of junk food.

And I really don’t want that to happen because simultaneously I have run out of vitamins. I struggle, struggle, struggle when I don’t take iron supplements and for some reason I haven’t had nearly the same bad effects as I usually do. I’m sure it has to do with my overall health. It’s really funny to me that at 26, I’m probably in the best shape of my life.

Go figure.

Blogging My Alter Ego

In a perfect world, I would wake up at 6, go to the gym, have a cup of coffee or three, and set about the work of a freelance writer and photographer.

Even though my world is not quite perfect yet, I still get the opportunity from time to time to indulge in this alternate universe in my head.

Yesterday, Tanaya and I shot a wedding. It was a long day, but it was fun. We’ve become used to these things, and I think we both found the perfect clothes and shoes for the day…comfortable and functional.

I also know that my new workout regimen paid off big time. This is the first wedding that I’ve shot that I didn’t end the night with a ridiculously sore back and wanting to scream to take my shoes off. Nope, all in all we got that one down. A couple of equipment upgrades, and I think we might actually have something pretty fruitful going.

But until that time, this is just me enjoying the sun and my camera….


Celery, Carrots, and Pomegranate Juice…Oh My!

Around 3 p.m. today I decided that I wanted a potato chip. Yup, just one.

About four weeks ago, I made an agreement with my mom that we would cut out junk food from our diets. At the very least from our snacking. So about four weeks ago, I stopped putting sugar in my coffee and tea. I stopped eating candy. I stopped eating potato chips. Soda has been reserved for my two trips to the desert and then only in moderation. I carry around a bottle of water that I “flavor” with a lime wedge.

Argh! Is all I have to say.

This is very hard for me. I’m not a dieter. It’s very hard for me to watch what I eat. I can’t even stay away from milk like I’m supposed to and then lo and behold I get a wretched sore throat and I instantly remember why milk is forbidden.

I have replaced sugar with fruit, and I eat it all day now.

Potato chips are the hardest because my mom suggested carrot sticks. Ick, was my exact response. Not that I hate carrots. I just don’t consider them to be in the same crunch category as potato chips.

I did my grocery shopping today between work and the gym (we also pledged to exercise 5 times a week), and I was genuinely tempted to get at least one little bag of some kind of chip. For whatever reason, I decided not to. I suppose I’m glad.

That’s not true. I am glad, especially since I just spoke to my mom and she’s managed to stay on track. I’d have hated to have been the one who messed up. One, because that would just be kind of mean. And two because I hate losing!

Onward, I say.

Day Six

I noticed this morning that it’s getting extremely easy to run two miles. I can run most of it, which is something I never thought I would be able to do.

Instead of getting ahead of myself this time, though, I’m simply going to finish my two-week promise and reevaluate from there.

The truth is I get very easily bored with my workouts. I have read that running is not enough. So, I think the next step is to fully develop a hybrid plan that I can stick with!

Deuces Wild

I issued myself a challenge on Monday:

2 weeks.
2 miles.
2 liters.

I think I said before that I’m not a runner. I used to hate it, but because of some very petty reason, I decided that I should start running. So, I thought well, I’ll try it for a couple of weeks and see how it goes.

I also figured I should get back to drinking water. So, I set the goal at 2 liters a day. So for the past 3 days, I have drank 2 liters of water and ran 2 miles—well ran and walked, to be truthful. So far, it feels great.

And last night, I was able to run 1.54 miles without stopping. Another first!