Blog signing

The good news is that I'm up early and I'm going to sign some paperwork to hire private trainer for a month just like I didn't promise I was gonna do. The bad news is that I don't really have time to blog because getting up early still doesn't allow time for blogging to my heart's content.

But I'm doin' the thing. Wish me luck!

When I say I am busy I'm not sure what people picture in their mind's eye. They maybe picture me running around doing errands and making calls on my cel phone and proudly marking things off a long "to do" list and such all fresh faced and big sunglassed up zipping around in the loving California sun. No? No. When I say I am busy ... I mean I'm the sort of busy where A) you get up at 8 am and go to bed at 2 am and sometimes don't have time to shower so you are a little crusty with the matted hair of fitful sleep and yesterday's mascara, B) what you do throughout the day requires your mind be engaged every moment so you can't wander off in your brain to a quiet place and allow distraction or daydreams about laughter on the beach and frosty margaritas and flowy skirts and flirty cabana boys, C) after enough days of this your brain takes a vacation and no longer cares to support the involuntary functions of your body like ... speaking and ... breathing and ... blinking and ... crying.

There is the issue of ... it's all good stuff. There isn't anything on my calendar I want to lose. It's all auditions and rehearsals and agency work and class and shows I want to attend and dinners and parties and cool things. It's all stuff that makes me feel fulfilled and complete and excited. But it's also stuff that really requires my brain and sometimes my heart and that can become exhausting.

What's the first thing to go when I'm exhausted you ask? The work-em-outs. When was the last time I worked out you ask? Can't remember. Are you eating well? Stop asking questions. It's making my brain hurt.

So, as always, I am choosing not to punish myself and instead to try a new tack. I'm CONSIDERING ... and I'm not dedicated to it yet ... but I'm considering a trainer for a month. I have friends who belong to these things called ... gymnasiums. I MIGHT be able to talk a friend into doing the work out with me (Mimi). I'm not sure. But I'm considering it. I have a show on May 5 at which there will be many people whom I will want to impress. I want smaller arms by then. It's not a lofty goal nor is it a huge and unachievable one. So I'm looking into it. I PROMISE NOTHING! Cuz I've made promises before that the universe was able to screw me out of. Sorry to rat on you, Universe, but it's true. So no promises. I've learned that lesson.

I'll keep you posted.

Sleepy Bloggy

Monday is a NEW DAY!!

I'm starting back with the blog in full force on Monday. And by full force I mean as often as I can but at LEAST a few days a week.

It's been a slow and difficult adjustment because I'm a super late night prowler. I love it when it's dark and quiet in the city. I'm determined to find a way to do both things; to stay up late and feel like Omega Man and to get up early and blog and work out before I go to the day gig. I'm really looking for a plan on that. Cuz ... the other day my brain had a serious disconnect from my mouth. I was trying to read something off a computer screen to someone on the other end of the phone and ... it din't go so well. Lack of sleep is fascinating.

So I think I have worked it out. We'll see. But no matter what, I'll be here on Monday. DANG IT!!

Blogicane

I am sorry kids, but you might not hear from me for a few days.

I started a new day gig and I am adjusting to a different schedule. I still have time to log on and check stuff on my computer, but in terms of writing and sharing with you I am pressed for time. Sorry. Sue me.

I WILL MISS YOU! And I will be back as soon as I can make the adjustment and not be all groggy and sleepy in the mornings. Or sloggy. Or greepy.

Whatev.

I'll be back. I'm not gonna abandon you. I'm not a jaggov.

Everlasting Blog

My treadmill - T, as I like to call it - is the most beautiful treadmill in the whole wide world. My heart leaps when I see it or even when I speak of it. Ours is an enduring and possibly everlasting love. We fit together so perfectly. We have vowed to be good to one another. T will be there for me whenever I need it and I will make sure the gears get greased ... (if you know what I mean, nudge, nudge) Together we are going to make each other's lives better.

T did the sweetest thing yesterday. The guys came and set it up and it ... worked immediately. There was nothing fancy I needed to do. There were no complicated instructions. I pressed the ON button and set the speed and T just ... worked. No pressure was placed for me to hop on. No mocking about how I hadn't worked out in two weeks. No demands of attention. T was just there and waiting with loving, accepting, embracing readiness.

Now that T and I are back together the sun is shining and the rain has been replaced by green grass and blue skies; the air smells better; everything tastes better and I can hear birds chirping even while I'm in the shower; there will soon be an end to world hunger and poverty and peace in the middle east and a cure for all types of cancer. I'm never gonna neglect T again. I'm never gonna take T for granted. I'm gonna ask T to marry me. T will be my second.

This is what magic feels like people. You should try it.

Walking on Blogshine

THE NEW TREADMILL IS COMING! THE NEW TREADMILL IS COMING!

(deep sigh) Whew. Now I can breathe a little easier. "Wow, you can afford a new treadmill?" you're asking me. No. Not really. Not at all. But in truth, I can't afford not to have one. Look, here's the thing ... this isn't about me having a tight ass or anything. This is about my health. I had to lose this weight for health reasons. And if I have to put on work out clothes and go outside my house I either am NEVER gonna do that ... or rarely. I need to work out every day.

I already told you I can justify or rationalize anything with the right amount of time and money so ... you can't be surprised. Right?

So be it. It's done. It comes this evening between 5 and 7 and I CAN'T WAIT! I told my friend Todd that ... I think I needed that treadmill to go away for a little while because I am not sure I was fully appreciating it. I was kind of slacking off and walking slack shouldered to the device all full of resentment and resistance. Right? NO MORE. I will show my treadmill every single day how much I appreciate it and love it. I will get it serviced and I will dust it and I will get up early to insure I have time to walk (and sometimes run for a minute or two) on it. And I will whisper sweet nothings to it. Me adoro it!

I'll talk to you tomorrow after I ... WORK OUT!!