Diana Nyad: All types of crazy wonderful

diana nyadI have been trying to write this post for over this week. Honestly, I just haven’t felt the urge to post and I have a new project that is in the works and is taking a lot of my attention. I’ll talk a little bit about that in my next post. (It’s going to be called “Glutton for punishment: Writer’s Edition” so be on the lookout for that. )

Now, if you’re wondering who the woman in the picture is, that’s Diana Nyad. If you don’t know who that is, don’t worry I’ll tell you. Diana is a swimmer. A week or maybe a week and a half ago, I watched the documentary of Diana’s effort to swim from Havana Cuba to Key West, Florida. She tried on numerous occasions to make the 110.86 mile journey and failed 4 times. She risked her life battling the elements and dangerous marine creatures in order to reach her goal.

On September 2, 2013, on her 5th attempt, after  52 hrs 54 minutes, she did it. I cried. I was so happy for her. To those around her, she probably sounded crazy. “Hey guys, I want to swim to Florida.” But she did it! She may have failed a couple times. There was even a couple of near-death scares, but that didn’t stop her. She pushed through and she did it. It makes me think would I have that same sort of drive to go after my dream. Would I risk death in order to chase after what I wanted? Do I want my dream as much as I want to breath. I use Diana Nyad as an example for me. She did so much, experienced adversity and still came out on top. There was probably plenty of times when she thought of giving up, but she didn’t. There was something in her that kept her moving forward no matter what the situation looked like. I want at least a fraction of that. I want to be so focused on my dream that I will do anything to accomplish it. So focused that I can’t hear my naysayers and critics. Can’t say I’ll ever swim to Florida, but maybe if I work hard enough, I’ll shoot for the stars, but stand among them.

From the #1 Rule-breaker,

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I lost 4 pounds!!! weight loss update

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Yep, you read that right. Since last Tuesday, when I told you all about by fluctuating weight issues, I’ve been drinking a lot more water and working out and I’ve actually lost weight. I had a weigh-in today and I am 227 pounds. Woo, progress!! For the first week, I wasn’t sure what type of loss I would have and I am happy to have even lost one pound. My goal was a measly two pounds and I’m pretty sure I blew that goal out of the water.

Over the week, I’ve been researching weight loss tips and seeing what I could do to help make this journey easier.

Here’s some things that I learned:

1. Water is your friend. Drink as much as possible especially while you’re working out. Hydrate.

2. Don’t overexercise. I try to work out a little everyday, but really I only need to work out three times a week. I do want to try working in an easier ab work out on the alternate days because I’m going to be totally honest, I really want defined abs. We all have our goals lol :-)

3. Stand up when you can. Standing burns 1.5 times more calories than sitting. Since I’m working at the computer most of the day, it’s good to set my computer on the counter, so I can get work done and burn calories at the same time.

4. Don’t weigh yourself everyday. Since my weight has been fluctuaty it’s kind of disheartening to see it go up and down, but once a week is so much better to get a better idea of the weight loss progress.

5. Speak in positives. If you tell yourself you can, then you will.

6. Don’t deny yourself treats. The more you tell yourself that you can’t have something, the more you’ll want it. Give yourself a treat every once in a while. Indulge, just don’t completely go crazy.

I don’t want to bombard you with tons of weight loss tips, so I’ll stop here. If you all have any other tips, please share them below. We can help each other on this weight loss journey.

From the #1 Rule-breaker,

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BREAKING NEWS: Turns out, I’m 6’5”

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I know. I know. Shocking, right?

I guess not really shocking if you’ve been here for a while, but it’s still pretty surprising. I’m pretty sure I know what you’re thinking now. My? I thought you were 6’4”. How could you not know you were 6’5”?  I guess I have some explaining to do. If you know anything about me, you know about my love-hate relationship with my height. Of course, I love who I am, but the height portion has always taken me a longer time to get used to for numerous reasons. Tall and female has never translated well and everywhere I go I’m assaulted with questions about how tall I am and how I should be playing basketball and following the knowledge that I do not play basketball, comments on how I’m “wasting my height.” There are other days when I am welcomed by droves of admirers that wish they could be as tall as me. I have to stop myself from looking at them in disbelief. I appreciate their comment, but they have no idea what’s it like to be female and this tall. Half the time I’m looked at in awe and the other half, I just feel like a side-show at the circus. Suffice to say, being tall has never felt like a positive experience for me. As I’ve gotten older and realized the possibility of shrinking was slim to none, I’ve learned that I need to accept my height, not hide from it. I’ve been a slow learner of this lesson and have on numerous occasions wished I was a little bit shorter. I would even when asked how tall I was, tell people I was an inch shorter than what I actually was. An inch may not seem like a lot, but for me it was the difference between me feeling like a freak or not.

It’s pretty weird now that I write it down. I think saying I was an inch shorter was a way for me to cope with the stares and the sticking out whether I wanted to or not. Other people care more about how tall I am than I do, so I figured what would it matter if what I tell them is an inch or so off. It’s not like they carry tape measures around with them. The thing is, it did matter. I was coping. That’s all well and good, but I wasn’t me. I wasn’t being me because me was an inch taller. It’s like I was subconsciously cutting myself down physically and emotionally so I could fit in, not realizing that it was skewing the way I saw myself and my height. Last week, I went to the doctor’s for a check-up and was told I was 6’5” and a quarter. It wasn’t a surprise (I’ve been officially in the 6’5” range since high school), but still, I felt myself not believing it. I’ll still tell people I’m 6’4”, I’d say. I’m not that tall, I don’t want to be that tall. How crazy is that? As if by speaking it, I’ll get any shorter. As if I’d even want to be any shorter. That day something flipped inside me. I don’t want to hate my height and I don’t want to just cope with it. I want to love it. I see all these tall women that are strutting and loving their height. I want that. There are so many people that wish they were me or tall as me. I am actually me and this tall, I should be loving it. From this moment on, I will proudly say I’m 6’5”. Yes, that’s tall. No, I don’t play basketball. Yes, I do wear heels and I look fierce in them. It’s up to me to determine how I feel about myself. No one can make me feel inferior without my consent. I am fearfully and wonderfully made and I am beautiful.

And so are you! Embrace yourself. The things you do and don’t like because you’re beautiful, all of you.

From the #1 Rule-breaker,

My

When dreams change…

 

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So what do you when your dream, which was such a sure thing maybe a week ago, changes. Do you freak out or just run with it? I’m not sure what I should do. If you know anything about me, you know all I’ve wanted to do was become a published writer, writing popular books that everyone loves and traveling all over the world on book tours promoting my book. Now, I don’t know. Something’s changed. Maybe it’s the power of suggestion. I don’t know! Let me tell you what happened. A couple of weeks ago, I was given the idea of starting a literacy program.  As time went by, I started doing my research and realized that a literacy program would be perfect for me. I can help kids and adult increase their literary skills and can use stories that I write as material for them to learn. I’ll be helping people and still have an outlet for my writing. With my writing journey, I’ve found that it’s really solitary and kind of lonely. It’s also a lot of waiting which I’ve never been good at. It’s waiting to finish writing and editing, it’s waiting for the agent to like your work, it’s waiting for the whole technical process to be done. I also am aware that the likelihood of my being able to support myself  on my first book alone is not looking good. There is the possibility that it may be happen, but I don’t feel like waiting the rest of my life to see.

I realize that this sounds kind of pessimistic. If I worked at it, I could get that published book and be able to support myself. The thing is, I would be the only one benefiting. I could donate some of the book’s proceeds and people could really like my book, but it’ll really just be me and the books. Maybe I’m thinking about this the wrong way. That’s why I’m writing this down, so I can really think about what I’m doing and what I want to do for the rest of my life.

I think the best way to appease both sides of me is to come up with a compromise. I think I’ll do a modified continuation of the 11-month plan (FYI the 11 month plan was a plan I created in early January, I’m pretty sure I posted it here. The plan basically said that I would work on my book for 11 months and if nothing happened I would go onto something else. The something else was going to be grad school, but I’m not sure if that’s going to happen. I’ll talk more about me and grad school later. I digress.)

Until November, I’ll be querying agents and trying to get my book publishing. I’ll also be working on creating my literacy program.  If nothing happens with the agents, I’ll self-publish and go on from there. Either way, I think it’s okay to have a new dream. That’s what dreams are for. They’re whatever you can imagine.

What do you think? Let me know.

That’s all from me. Always remember that I love you guys!

From the #1 Rule-breaker,

My

What makes the perfect story?

Is there a secret formula or maybe a recipe that makes up a perfect story? Are there set guidelines?

I don’t have a clue. I kind of wish there were some. That would make writing infinitely easier. I guess that it would make it less fun, too. When I write, there’s nothing guiding me that tells me when I’m done, when I’ve written the best that I can write. I just know that when I’m done, I’m done.

The same thing goes when I’m reading a story. I don’t know what it is about one book that makes me like it more that another. I just know that one book is gathering dust on my shelf and the other I can’t seem to put down for the life of me.

I think the guidelines for a perfect story are subjective(I hope I’m using this word right). It is up to the person reading or writing to determine what’s a good story. A critically acclaimed book that’s won numerous awards can still be trash if it’s not a book that you personally like.

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I’m currently reading boomerang by Noelle August. The book was a birthday present from me to myself. I’m on page 47 and I love this book. The characters are funny and the plot is amusing. The story is about Mia Galliano and Ethan Vance who wake up one more together (how scandalous lol.) They’re both going to be late to work so they share a cab ride to get there on time. The cab takes them to the same place and they quickly find out that they will be working for the same company which of course has a strict policy against coworkers dating. To make matters worse they find out that they are in the same internship vying for the same job position. *suspenseful music* Dunh! Dunh! Dunhhhhh!!! Will they crash and burn or will their love survive?

I’m in love with this story. It’s probably the romantic aspect that has me hooked. I’m a sucker for a good romance. I’m reading it and I can’t help but think I could never write something this good and I’m a good writer if I do say so myself (and I do.) That’s just how good the story is to me and it definitely gives me a level to strive for. I would definitely recommend the book to all that are looking for a good book to read.

Well, that all from me. I love you guys, but t’s time for me to get back to reading.

From the #1 Rule-breaker,

My

P.S. Oh! and what makes the perfect book for you. Let me know in the comment section below.

Fluctuate, Fluctu-weight

Get it? Fluctuate. Fluctu-weight. Lol. It’s too early for this.

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Good Morning all,
If you haven’t guessed already, the topic of discussion for today is weight, specifically my weight. Now, I’m not sure why I’m choosing to talk about my weight and plaster it all over the internet, but hey! I’m not ashamed and I’m sure there are plenty of people out there with the same problem.

I honestly don’t understand why my weight goes up and down so much. It’s aggravating. I’m sure there’s some explanation about hormones and stuff, but for me it’s a mystery. I weighed myself this morning and to my dismay, I was on the wrong side of 230 pounds (231.6 pounds to be exact). 1.6 pounds over 230 shouldn’t be anything to freak out about, but considering I was well under 220 pounds while in college, I’m none too happy.

Now, don’t think that I’m a type of girl that I’m obsessed with my weight. I love food and I will never stop eating and since I’m 6 foot 4 inches, you can’t really tell how much I weigh anyway, but the thing is, I like working out and I want to be healthy for me. I couldn’t care less what others think (which is why I’m saying it here.) I want to be able to run and not get tired. And sprint up the steps without getting winded.  I want to make a change. This week, I’m going to workout more. I worked out for a while during the beginning of the summer, but I stopped for some reason. I also want to work on portion control and not eat too much at any one meal. I’ll weigh in once a week to track my progress. The fluctuating weight may be an issue, but hopefully by eating better and exercising, I can get myself back down to the weight I want.

If you have any weight-loss tips for me, please share in the comment section below. I could use the help. And if you want to join me on this weight-loss journey, feel free. My goal is to get down to 215 and stay around that weight. What’s your goal? Let me know below.

That’s all from me. I love you all!
From the #1 Rule-breaker,
My

I told you I’d be back

Hello Wonderfuls!!!

I’m Back!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Welcome back

See, I told you I’d be back. In case you’re wondering what I’m talking about, I took a month long break from this blog to get my mind in order and really think about what I want to do with this blog. In the time since I’ve left, I’ve learned a few things about myself and some things have happened.

First, on August 14th, I turned 22. Birthday party over here. Woop! Woop!

Second, I love to write. Now, that shouldn’t be new  news, but I think I’m always surprised by how much I truly love writing.

My love of writing was part of the reason why I left. I was so focused on trying to come up with new content for you all ever day that I forgot why I was here in the first place and that’s to write. I also don’t think I was blogging for the right reasons. I would say that I wanted to help people when really I think my main motivation was the knowledge that when literary agents are looking for marketable writers, they want to see that the writer already has a platform. I was blogging to build my platform and not necessarily because it was what I liked to do.

I also wasn’t writing the best way for me. I don’t do well writing routinely meaning writing the same topic again and again even if that topic is broad. My writing schedule was broad, but it was still too routine and stringent that I started getting bored. I need variety when I write. There are no limits to what I can write when I’m doing short stories, so why is it different for my blog. It shouldn’t be different so there was obviously things that I need to change.

So, I stepped back and told myself that if and when I came back to blogging it was for the right reasons. My being back should tell you that I’ve found my reasons.

1. I missed you guys. I missed having this outlet.

2. I love to write and I want to write here. I want to share what’s happening in my life. Instead of a set schedule, I’m just going to write what’s on my mind, what’s going on around me, anything I’m thinking. This means that I may not be posting as frequently, but I can promise when I do post it’ll be worth it.

3. When an agent looks for me, I want them to find the truth, not some stuff I tried to post so that it’ll make me look good. This is not like I’m saying I did any posts against who I was. I just don’t know what happened, I just stopped talking about stuff that I really cared about. I think that happens to a lot of writers. You write what you think people will want to read instead of what you want to write. I never want to forget that at the end of the day, I have to love what I’m writing.

From this moment, you will only see what matters to me or what I really enjoy. I probably have some more fine-tuning to do in the future, but it’ll be fun. I’m really excited about using this blog as a journal where I can just talk with you guys and share experiences. I’m so glad I’m back!

I love you all!!!

From the #1 Rule-breaker (now and forever more),

My