My pants and moving towards the BEST version of me.

Hey friends!
   It's been a busy couple of weeks in my world! My husband and I had a heart to heart about our health and goals. Since then, we've been holding each other accountable and encouraging each other to focus and follow through. I ALSO teamed up with some pretty amazing Beachbody coaches to create the best challenge group of all time.

   Seriously y'all... create your own support system because when your goals are far away, you totally need it.

   The aforementioned challenge group requires using Beachbody products; Shakeology, which I do Shaun T's Insanity Asylum because I obviously have a death wish. But that doesn't start until MONDAY. So in the interim, I've been going to Kosama classes. Kosama is a mixture of cardio and weights and it's pretty intense. Since it's been humid, the Kosama gym is SO. STINKING. HOT. I'm talkin' about chewing the air in there. Even the tops of my hands sweat. WHY?! Struggling through the workout is completely worth it, however, because I burn, on average, 700 calories. SEVEN HUNDRED CALORIES. Like I said, intense.


   When I need to force myself through a workout like this, I have tested a number of mind over matter techniques to get me through it. Visualizing myself in a bikini. Having a 6-pack. Working towards Carrie Underwood legs. I think I have to work up to thinking about all that. For now, I have to clear my head. Kind of a meditation while doing a high-intensity workout. Stop thinking about work. Stop thinking about where I want to be because then I just get discouraged that I'm not closer to that. Clear it all OUT. Focus on ME. Focus on how well I'm doing. My form, my intensity. Squatting lower. Lunging deeper. Jumper higher and faster. Lifting heavier. Not dying. All in a day's work, friends.

   So the focus is me.  My personal goals are so weird now. Sweating through my shirt is a like a badge of honor. Working harder to burn another 50 or 100 calories is like winning a race. These baby steps are going to get me to where I need to be!

  I also focus on my pants. That's right. M'pants. The following comments are not exactly the prettiest, but they are real and that's what I'm striving for. I workout in yoga pants. Always. I don't do shorts. I have about 8 pair of pants I cycle through and exactly one of them fit me perfectly. As in, I don't have to worry about them sneaking down my bottom as I move and jump and squat. They stay where they need to be. But, they are old and ripped in some places. Probably because of my Hulk-like muscles. SO I ask you, WHERE do I find pants that STAY IN PLACE? There are lots of girls in my class with shapely derrieres and they don't seem to have a wiggly pants issue. Maybe I'll just wear maternity pants backwards and call it a day. I'm not even kidding.

   Whatever. I'm there, I'm working like crazy. I have sore muscles and I'm tired at like, 8pm. I am DOING IT!!

 
  

Goals and trying to live the dream

Hi everybody! After I posted my blog last week, I was completely overwhelmed by the amount of encouragement I received through comments on the blog, on Facebook and in personal messages and texts. I can't believe it! You all are pretty incredible people and I'm so grateful that, at least in some capacity, you are part of my life.

*disclaimer* If you messaged me and I didn't get back to you, please message me again. I was buried in messages!

After last week's post, I subjected myself to all the vulnerability of criticism (there was definitely some of that), support (TONS!) and facing my own demons. I needed the cleansing effect that "putting myself out there" gave me. I needed to be held accountable and lifted up by the 545 people that read my post. During the last week, I've been in kind of a meditative trance, trying to figure out my goals and plan of attack to best accomplish tackle my goals. I have a few marvelous people rallied around me and we are DOING THIS!! If you are motivated to do the same, let me know! Here's how it's goin' down!

Goal setting is obviously important. In fact, I found a website called www.positive-changes-coach.com and on it, I found this:

Goal definition can be important to your quality of life. This fact has been proven repeatedly through sound empirical research in psychology and social science as well as business and economics. Personal goal setting is important for things like ...

• Wealth, abundance, and prosperity
• Achievement
• Wellbeing and life satisfaction
• Motivation
• Increased self-confidence
• Hope and optimism
• Greater sense of control and effectiveness

I highlighted the bullet points that pertain to my weight loss-- all but ONE! Goal setting IS happening around here, y'all because who wouldn't want to reap those benefits? I wrote down my monthly goals and I'm working toward each one currently.

So here are my monthly goals. They are pretty simple, yet specific enough that I can't really cheat. If you can't see them in the photo, they are:

1. WATER- All day, every day. I sit all day at work and sometimes, I get a little bored. Or tired. And I convince myself that I NEED caffeine. I don't drink coffee, so at 3pm, when that familiar slumps tends to hit me, I will reach for WATER instead of pop. I drink out of a regular water bottle, so I use a permanent marker to tally my daily bottles of water.
2. Exercise 6 days a week. (Yes, SIX!) This is a challenge because I love sleeping in and being lazy on weekends. It can't happen anymore!
3. Portion control -- and snack often! When I "diet" I deprive my body of food in order to feel like I'm making progress with my goal. Then when I eat, it's a feast and I totally gorge on it! It's not pretty. SO-- smaller meals and snacks to keep me feeling full should do the trick!
4. Don't eat after 9pm. - This is tough because I usually eat at 6, so at 9:30 or so, I'm hungry for a little something, which is usually something terribly unhealthy. I will chug a glass of water, eat dinner and then keep the water flowin' all evening. Also I can sleep. Sleep instead.
5. Log food into www.myfitnesspal.com - My friend Kim turned me on to this app. It's. Amazing. You can add in recipes and it factors out nutrition facts based on serving size. You can scan barcodes of things you eat and track it that way. God bless useful apps.

Additionally, I'm reading this wonderful book called, "Made to Crave- Satisfying Your Deepest Desire With God Not Food" This book is not a how-to manual or the latest, greatest dieting plan.  is a helpful companion to use alongside whatever healthy eating approach you choose — a book and Bible study to help you find the “want to” in how to make healthy lifestyle changes.

Guys, so far, this book is blowing my mind at how I'm looking at food and my relationship with it. It's an easy read and it's the perfect personal development book as I start this journey.

FINALLY, I'm going to work harder as a Beachbody coach, starting with leading a challenge group! These groups are for people that want to get serious about their health but also thrive on having a support system. Mine will be a 90 day group, beginning on May 5, with my friend Katie! We are looking for 5-10 people who are SICK of making excuses and justifying their decisions about health and fitness. Those people should be committed to being the BEST version to themselves! Seriously ya'll, if you're interested, please let me know because this group is going to fill up fast- I already have 2 challengers ready to GO! I want this group to be AWESOME and SUPER successful!

I'm excited about turning over this new leaf in my life. I have never been "fat" but I've never had to try to fit into jeans either. I'm ready to be HAPPY!

My breaking point

Hi friends,
   It's been a long time since I've blogged, but I've been pretty busy and also, pretty lazy. Let me 'splain.

   Tomorrow marks 10 months of wedded bliss. In that time, I've gained back the 15 pounds I lost pre-wedding. In true early marriage fashion, I've enjoyed making elaborate recipes for (and eating them with) my husband. We are homebodies and enjoy being at home watching movies more than we enjoy going on a run together. We enjoy sleeping in and, because of our busy schedules, our time together is spent as lazy time. I have fallen in love with my job, at which I sit for most of the day. It's the curse of the office worker. These are not excuses, but reasons for my lack of interest in accomplishing the ongoing goal of being the best version of myself. In my head, my husband thinks I'm beautiful no matter what, so what's the problem? Who do I have to impress?

Myself. I need to impress myself and the simple truth is that I haven't done that in a long time.

   I choose clothes to wear not based on their style, but based on the fact that they fit and they are appropriate for work or church. I would LIKE to be stylish, but things just aren't as cute on "big" girls than on petite ones. I used to have things about myself that I loved. My butt, for example, has always been curvy and cute. Lately, it's big and lumpy. My thighs swish together. My arms jiggle like a lunch lady's. I have a double chin. I have to tuck my tummy in to my pants when I sit down and that weird pooch that women get after having tons of kids. In the last year, I've been told I'm "thick" and asked when my husband and I are expecting. Even in the back of the exercise class (where I feel most comfortable) a woman said to me, "us big girls have to stick together." A girl can only take so much in stride.

   Let me be clear- I don't need to be a skinny rail. But I do need to have confidence. It's been a fast decline in my confidence that is proportionate to the incline in my weight. I hate being in pictures. I don't wear tank tops, shorts or swimsuits. I can fit into my husband's pants comfortably. Aside from my husband, who tells me I'm beautiful several times daily... not because I need to hear it, but because he genuinely thinks that,  I can't remember the last time I was complimented for looking nice or thin. I know that's vain, but a girl wants to be told she looks nice.

I was lamenting this particular problem to my husband. His opinion is that it really shouldn't matter what others think-- shouldn't his opinion of me be enough? Nope. Sorry. I want a stranger or someone I haven't seen in awhile to compliment me. It seems more obligatory when your own husband tells you regularly. I am fully aware of how backwards that is, but at this point that's what I'm dealing with.

   The problem is not with working out. I work out, but I'm not the most consistent person in the world. The problem is not with eating well. I drink Shakeology and juice and focus on putting vegetables in everything. The problem again is consistency. I need a network of help and support to boost me up so I CAN be consistent. If I convince myself that I can lose 30+ pounds, I can, right? Right... but I don't have the confidence to do it.

   My breaking point came on Saturday. I have a job interview for a promotion at work coming up this week. My sweet husband called me on the way home from work and suggested that we go shop for a new outfit for the interview. I was so excited to get something new, springy, and stylish! I chose some cute skirts, tops, a few dresses and trotted off to the dressing room. Everything looked terrible. I tried different sizes and styles while still trying to be feminine and professional. A lady in the dressing room, who admitted she'd taken Benadryl that afternoon, felt compelled to give me her opinion on everything I tried on. "Well, you need a jacket."  "No one wears the right undergarments to buy clothes." "It's pretty busy." "I can tell you don't love it." When she said that, I wanted to yell, "Of COURSE I don't love it, lady! I'm 30 pounds + overweight and I'm completely uncomfortable in my own skin!" Instead, I went into the dressing room and fought back tears while donning my own clothes and returning everything to their hangers. My sweet husband was waiting for me ready to see what I had chosen. I couldn't even look at him for fear of bursting into tears... I just said, "I think I want to leave." We drove home in complete silence because he didn't know what to say or do to make me feel better.

And this is the part where I get a little angry...

I had a goal of losing 20 pounds before my family vacation this summer. That's not going to happen at this point because if anything, I've gained weight. I need HELP, friends. Any by people who are real. Not people that weighed 120 pounds to begin with and "really wanted to lose 3 pounds" or "just tone up a bit." SHUT UP. I don't have time for you and I don't care about your "struggles." I realize how awful that sounds but going from a size 6 to a 4 is not overcoming an obstacle. Spare me the, "If I can do it, anyone can" nonsense because that's not true at all. Oh you lost three pounds in a week? NEAT. I gained three pounds in a weekend. TOP THAT. I look at these pictures of myself and it's not how I see myself at all. That's why I have such a hard time looking at them, going shopping, etc. I don't see myself as a "big" girl.

So this is my hope and my plan: I vow to get healthier and look better. I will need your help and I'm sure I'll have more than a few frustrated blog posts, but I plan to be more accountable and consistent. Any help is welcome as long as you aren't judgmental. I'm intolerant of it. Hopefully soon I can start seeing the beauty my husband sees. <3

reVolutions for a new lifestyle.

I've made my fair share of New Year's Resolutions. They rarely succeed because, well, I haven't fully worked on them. I get bored or lazy or distracted and give up.

** A few numbers**
Did you know 45% of Americans make New Year's resolutions? Any guesses as to how many people follow through with their promises they made on December 31?

Eight percent.

But, people who make resolutions are 10 times more likely to achieve their goals than those that don't, That makes sense. Some people are goal-oriented and like to work towards an end result. I for one, strive to be one of those people.

For work, I am currently reading The Energy Bus by Jon Gordon. Our partners recommended that everyone in our office read it, as they'd like it to effect the culture of our company. While reading it, I began to realize it's an amazing outlook for an office, but also a pretty incredible mantra for all aspects of my life; work, Beachbody "work", my faith, family, friendships, etc. I encourage everyone to read the book and allow it to encourage them to be the best version of themselves.

That said, it seems like I don't believe in short-term resolutions, but rather lifestyle reVolutions. Positive changes to make life better, easier and more enjoyable. What a concept, right? Here's a list of 10 things I'd like to work on moving forward in 2014 as part of my personal development.

1. Read More
    I love books. I have many and I keep lusting after more. However, I have become more of a TV person than a book person. My goal is to become more well-read. Turn off the TV and and lose myself in a book. Fiction, historical, biographies, self-help... all interest me and all are currently sitting lonely on my bookshelf.
2. Stop comparing myself to others
   As a woman, I know I'm not alone in doing this. I compare myself to other women that are in better shape, more accomplished, further along in their life events (having babies, owning a home, achieving higher education, etc.) I need to stop doing that and just work on my life. My body, circumstances and goals are different than theirs and sometimes that's hard to remember!
3. Start viewing "failures" as "another road to success."
   To be honest with you all, I had quite the pity party the other night. I felt like I have failed at goals over and over again, only to feel like I'm in a rut. I'm not currently working towards anything and that leaves me without a sense of purpose. I need to turn those "failures" into stepping stones towards success.
4. Be healthy (and not worry about the number on the scale)
   Again ladies, I know I'm not alone. I have continued to gain weight pretty regularly for the last few years. I can't tell you how many pairs of jeans have bitten the dust due to my expanding waistline. However, my revolution for this is to focus on HEALTH and not weight.
5. Keep the bathroom vanity clean.
   This one is kind of silly. We have 2 bathrooms in our house, but the hubs and I share our master bathroom as our main bathroom. I do my make-up in there, have all my products, hair tools, etc. In my hurriedness in the mornings, I leave everything sitting out and it gets messy fast. I have decided I'm going to make more of an effort to live in bathroom harmony with the fella by cleaning up after myself. I started this morning and it took about 5 seconds! It will make the routine so much more enjoyable if we have a clean space!
6. Think.
   I can't take full credit for this one-- I read it in an article about things 20-somethings should do more. We are a generation that acts based on feeling and not so much on thinking about actions. Think before we speak. Act. React. Write an email or Facebook post. After reading that article I realized that I have been slowly working on this point since I met my husband. It's a sign of class and maturity that I will continue to develop.
7. If I have a problem, work on it.
   I have a tendency to get upset about something and stew on it. That's not helpful, productive or healthy. Moving forward, I plan to be more assertive about my own emotions.
8. Be organized.
   This includes my desk at work, closets at home, my car and my filing cabinet. They all need some help and I intend to give them the attention they deserve.
9. Unplug.
   I use Facebook to keep in touch with friends and family and to promote my business. It's become a necessity rather than just a fun little website. I love it, but I realize that I need to unplug from my phone, email, Facebook, Kindle, etc. etc. I need to be more present with those I'm with and save my computer time for alone time.
10. Be a better wife, daughter, sister, aunt and friend.
   This is pretty self-explanatory, but I would like to build better relationships with those in my life. If I don't, who will?

I'd love to hear your goals for the new year, or your thoughts on mine. Until then, I wish you a happy, healthy and prosperous new year. <3

Fitness Memes I Refuse To Post

As a Beachbody coach, part of my job is to motivate and inspire people to be the best version of themselves. Usually, I turn to Pinterest to look for cute graphics to help illustrate my point before I post a status. Lately I've been thinking that there are some, while they have good intentions, only fuel the feelings of inadequacy among women and really make it seem like an impossible goal.

I never have, nor will I ever, post a picture of a super thin, muscular and oiled up woman with no butt and her hips sticking out. I don't do this because I look down on women that look like that or think it's an unattainable goal for myself, but because that's not the one defining image of healthy I want to project. Women have butts, thighs, hips... NATURALLY! They can still be healthy and have softness and curves.

While I try to be positive most days, today I am posting some images I hate in hopes that you will also realize that you don't HAVE to look like that to be sexy. Don't be so hard on yourself and be healthy for YOU and not for others.

#1- Fat Lasts Longer Than Flavor- This is outrageous and also a total lie. You know what I like better than working out and getting rid of my "fat?" Food. I love food. Food and I have had a 28-year relationship that I would hate to see go to waste. This meme gives the message that healthy food can't taste good. And, that you have to eat unhealthy food to find flavor. Wrong. So wrong. In fact, many times healthy, fresh food tastes WAY better than processed food.

There are countless cookbooks that focus solely on delicious AND healthy food. You only have to look as far as the internet, folks. Remember: Healthy food CAN be delicious AND you don't get the guilt afterwards that you would get after a #3 at McDonalds. Don't let crap like this image fool you. It's nonsense.

I found another picture that I would DEFINTIELY use that portrays a better message about food. It's simple and gives a great message. Yes, you HAVE to eat to live, but you don't have to live to eat.

#2- Um... ? Seriously, WHAT is this girl doing?! Yes, she has great body. Yes, it's clear she's worked hard to be that toned. But that come hither look she's got going on says, "I'm sexy." Yes, you are, TO SOME. Truth be told, her body isn't 100% realistic for most women. It CAN be, sure, but if you have tons of time and eat totally clean. That's not realistic for 90% of the women I know. They have kids that want macaroni and jobs that require them to work long hours and sit most of the time. But, women look at this and think, THAT IS SEXY. You know what I think? It's confident. And that's the sexiest thing about this picture.

Going into the new year, where the inevitable #1 resolution will be to get in better shape, I'm concerned about women setting goals for themselves to look like this girl and then get discouraged 2 weeks in because you don't yet. You CAN look like this if you put in the work, both with fitness and your diet. The better option for this one is the image below. Your only comparison should be to yourself. Imagine that.

#3 Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels. Guys, PLEASE, if you get anything out of this entry, take this (and I'm talking to myself here as well), skinny is not the magical cure that will make you happy with your body. I PROMISE you. Yeah, if I could fit into my jeans from college, I'd be happy about that. I'd be happy if, when I waved, my arms didn't jiggle like a lunch lady's. I'd be thrilled if I could wear a bathing suit confidently. BUT I also know skinny people who would be happy with those things, too.

If I lost the amount of weight that I want to lose, I would still have hips and a butt. Guaranteed, y'all. I weighed 110 pounds when I graduated from high school and I had hips and a booty. It's just how I'm built. I will never look like the girl in the picture. In fact, I'm pretty sure that's Kate Moss, a SUPERMODEL. It's giving me, as the viewer, an unrelaistic view of healthy. Here's something better: Nothing looks as good as healthy feels. Super skinny NEVER looks better than a healthy woman. Remember that. Also, Marilyn Monroe was a size 14.

 

 

 I could go on with this, but the entry could get REALLY long. Just remember when you are looking at Facebook or Pinterest or billboards or TV (images are EVERYWHERE!) that you have to put your filter on because not all memes are sending a message of health. If you're interested in getting HEALTHY and making a lifestyle change, I'd love to talk to you about some great options through Beachbody and some things that have worked for me. Be the best version of YOURSELF, not someone else. <3

Reflections upon my college town and why you can never be 22 again.

This past weekend, I made my annual trek with one of my best friends to our college town for our SIXTH Homecoming weekend since we graduated. This subject matter began as a Facebook status, but then it just got super long and that's just obnoxious on Facebook. It's why God invented blogs.

So this weekend is always a girl's weekend and we happen to run into people we know all weekend. Each year, the amount of people we know is fewer and fewer. We have a fantastic time no matter what, because the reason we go is to hang out with each other and not with other people. We met in college and began our friendship there, so it's fun for us to take a stroll down memory lane for one weekend each year.

The weekend generally shakes down like this: We both take Friday off work so we can take our time getting there to get settled, relax and maybe walk around campus. This year we got lunch at our favorite bar and took a long stroll around the prettiest campus in the world.

We plan to stay "in" on Friday night, which we totally did this year. We were staying at a bed and breakfast of sorts that we chose because it's central location in the town. You just a rent a room, so the owner had other renters. All of them were older than us. They ALL went out Friday night and we stayed in. After some wine, we decided that we were being really boring, so we went out. It was a ball, but we stayed until the bar closed.

Then we get up in the morning and go to the Homecoming parade. Due to our super convenient location, it's literally right outside our door. My friend Jess decided she neded coffee, so we walked up the parade route to check out the new Starbucks in the campus library. It was amazing, but after awhile, you tend to forget just how long the walk is! We walked A LOT this weekend. But, the weather was perfect and with a campus as gorgeous as ours, how can you not love it?

Starbucks was amazing.

Saturday of course brings the football game and other shenanigans. We had another girl friend join us on Saturday and she wanted to see the changes in the Union again, so we took yet another tour. That night, we went to "our" bar again. We tried to sit and talk to catch up on each other's lives, until it got too loud. Then we were on the dance floor the rest of the night, both dancing and trying to dodge the flailing arms of the drunken coeds around us.

Sunday, we got up and came home, happily exhausted, but so ready to get back to the real world.

It is now Monday afternoon. I have been dealing with a sore throat and hoarse voice all day so I'm constantly remined of the weekend.

I learned a few things:

1. I am no longer 21. I require a ton of sleep and I. AM. EXHAUSTED. Last night, I actually dreamt that I was sleeping. I'm either the most boring person in the world or I'm utterly pooped.

2. I can no longer eat like a college kid. Grease is not my friend. Of course going to a place with so many memories, you have to hit up your old favorite restuarants. One was the bar we loved that has amazing cheeseburgers and cheeseballs. Saturday night, we HAD to go to our favorite Mexican place. I'm pretty sure there was a layer of grease under the lettuce on my taco salad.  I woke up one morning craving my Shakeology shake and to go on a run.

3. I am no longer relevant. I am not exaggerating when I say that every girl we saw was wearing black leggings with boots. They varied of course because college kids want to SEEM original while fitting into the fine social infrastructure that is a college town. Some leggings were ripped, some were floral or patterned. Some boots were UGG boots, some were combat, yes, COMBAT, boots. I look older just because I wear a full oufit. Someone in the line for the bathroom looked at me and said, "you must be an alumna." Nope kid, I just missed the memo. But then again, they don't know what memos are either. *sigh*

4. As sad as this is to announce, I have outgrown that town. You're probably thinking, DUH... you've been out of college longer than you were in. I know. but let me 'splain. In that town, I learned a LOT about myself. A lot that helped to form who I am today, 6 years later. I had my first apartment there so it was literally MY FIRST HOME. Not with my parents or with family. It was ALL MINE. That town has always held a special place in my heart largely because of that.

5. Finally and most importantly, I missed my husband. Yes, yes, I know there's a certain gag factor with that statement. But he's considerate and kind which are two charateristics that college guys, both in 2013 and when I was there, are definitely lacking. The boys we bumped into were strangers, but they were rude, crass and inappropriate. I have grown up and my home is now with my husband. I was anxious to get back to what is now my home.

I love my college, the town and my experience there. More so, I love that I made lasting friendships with 2 of the girls I got to see this weekend. I hope that we always schedule time together each year to hang out, reconnect and reminisce. I will never pass that up. All my life!

Consistency is key. Too bad I always lose my keys.

It's been awhile since I posted a blog... there's been a lot going on and yet, not a lot of it has been blog-worthy!

First, Randy and I are settling into life as Mr. and Mrs... it's been fun and I love being married to him! Every day is different and new and fun....ahhh the life of a newlywed! I've mentioned before that my husband is an enormous support to me. He encourages me to keep going, strive toward my goal and is genuinely happy for me when I get just one step closer.

Meanwhile, he loses a few pounds and I am sulky and jealous. I'm working on that... we ARE a team after all-- his successes are mine, right?

We laid in bed one night and had a very serious conversation about what motivates us-- I'd been struggling with motivation at the time. We had just talked about how to serve Christ in the best way in church and one example was to treat your body as a temple and that message really hit home with us. We commited to that as being our motivation. As Christians, glorifying God with our bodies is part of the deal and so far, it's working! I re-think what I eat, how I work out... it's slowly changing my life.

What I still need to work on is consistency. Anyone with a little common sense knows that consistency is the KEY to seeing results. DUH: You do it everyday, you're going to get really good at it. The thing is, I don't feel like doing something every day. Some days, (it's rainy and finally a little cold) I'd rather put on my husband's sweat pants and heat up a cup of soup. That's right, I have chronic laziness and it's a beast to cure.

This is me.

Luckily, I'm working on it. I'm doing Focus T-25, a Beachbody workout that only takes 25 minutes PER DAY! Just 25 minutes. I shoot to do it right after work so then it's done, I can still have time to cook dinner and have my evening to myself. You guys, this is a great program... if you are interested in learning more about it, PLEASE let me know! www.beachbodycoach.com/Lacina13 I'd love to talk with you.

When I lived in Kansas City right after college, I took yoga classes with friends from work. I really enjoyed it then. My gym here has begun offering it twice a week, so to supplement my T-25, I have started yoga twice a week. Last night was my first night back. I'm sore today, but I slept LIKE A BABY last night, woke up sore, but with a ton of energy and and so excited to go back! It's so phenomenal for stretching.

So friends, I guess my point is, you have to find what motivates you and then work on that consistency. That's where I'm at right now and it's so much easier said than done.. kind of like keeping track of my own car keys :)