Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Giving up, Roosevelt, and Mardi Gras

This is one of my favorite quotes of all time:
Seeing as how it's mardi gras season, I decided what I'm giving up for lent and/or the rest of my life. I'm not Catholic, but I'm all about healthy change.

I'm giving up giving up.
 I mean "giving up" as in quitting, wimping out, not finishing what I've started... etc. I think this is a great idea for me. I give up on multiple things daily. Here are a few things just off the top of my head that I've given up on lately:

  • I had every intention of shaving my legs yesterday. But I gave up because I was tired. Sometimes I give up mid-leg.
  • I put a freshly cleaned load of laundry on my bed in hopes of putting it away before the day's end. But I gave up and put it back in the laundry basket when bedtime rolled around.
  • I've given up on doing my hair for the last three days after intending to look attractive.
  • I give up at least 5 games of sudoku daily. (My sudoku addiction is none of your business)
  • I have musical ADD. It's rare that I ever listen to a song in its entirety.
  • I started 5 "Things That Must Go" blogs and haven't finished any of them.
  • I'm on day 10 of my second round of the 30 Day Shred. Because I gave up the first time after 14 days (and losing 8 pounds) because I felt like being lazy during Christmas time. Not. Acceptable. I gained it alllllllll back. And it was a total cop out because I actually liked the exercise. I just wanted to be lazy. Period.
And that is just a small sample. I'm excited for this, but I know it is also going to be taxing. I already tested myself today on my Mardi Gras resolution.

I've been feeling sick all day, and when my friends Brittany and Sam came over to do our daily shred, I *almost* stayed in my cozy little sick bed. But I remembered that it was better to suffer for a good cause than to be a can't hack it pantywaist. So I started and finished the whole workout, despite the fact that I sincerely believed that I was going to poop my pants for at least 35% of the time I spent exercising.

Like my bro Teddy Roosevelt says:

In the end, it's better to have worked out and pooped your pants than to never have worked out at all.


  1. oh brother. that was george. and he was quite pleased with himself.

  2. why did you almost poop your pants? do you have an over active bowel?

    you are sick

  3. I approve of this goal! And I'm so glad you came down to submit to Jillian with us. It's going to be a long weekend without you guys.

  4. i feel like that last line should be a bumper sticker. you are tremendous. you have inspired me to make a lent pledge!

  5. When you said pantywaist in your post, I inevitably thought of 'Hayden Pantywaist.'