I took up a new hobby….Pole Dancing! A friend of mine asked me to take a pole dancing class with her. She had never taken one before but we decided to jump in feet first and just do it! We took 1 and then 2 and we loved it so much that we both decided to just make it a weekly (most times multiple weekly) thing. I can’t say that it I’m great at it but I have it a good time and I try. haha

Let me tell you, pole dancing is NO JOKE! I never really realized just how much of a workout pole dancing itself is but holy moly. I thought that having heavy lifted for so long that this would be nothing ,even if I hadn’t been actively training in quite some time, but HOLY GUACAMOLE!!! I was reintroduced to muscles that I had apparently forgotten about!

Bottom line, I am having a great time! I’m not particularly great at pole dancing but it’s a good time. I can only get better, right?! I’ll keep you posted!

Ciao!

You know what’s hard? The gift of discernment. Oh boy is it hard! As someone who was blessed (because it IS a blessing) with the gift of discernment I feel comfortable stating that we don’t always like what we see and we sometimes push those findings aside for the sake of “the benefit of the doubt”, be it in ourselves or a friend/potential friend. We may like the person or the idea and we know we should listen to that “little voice”…yet we don’t always do that. When we don’t do that is when things eventually take a turn. It may take some time but eventually all of those little signs that we dismissed and ignored add up and we are left having to step back and really take a good look at things in order to make sure we aren’t inadvertently setting ourselves up for failure. 

After that process comes the process of actually processing it all and figuring out the next step. The doubt creeps in, the frustration creeps in, and most of all the disappointment sets in; and I don’t just mean disappointment in the other person/people or situation, but in yourself. That’s usually the hardest part, to be honest. It’s one thing to be disappointed in someone else but when that disappointment is in yourself…man, that one will gut you. After last time you told yourself, “never again..” After last time you told yourself, “remember this for next time…” …yet here you are again and all you can tell yourself is, “I told you so..” 

Don’t get me wrong, having the gift of discernment isn’t at all a bad thing, it is an amazing gift that I really do feel privileged to be blessed with…it’s just not always a fun thing. It doesn’t make making friends any harder, it doesn’t make having friends any harder, the hard part comes when I don’t listen to that voice and pay attention to those “red flags”, per se. Those are the times I am left disappointed, frustrated, and drained. More times than not a person with the gift of discernment has been hurt to the core before at least once, they have been betrayed, they have learned those tells to look for and listen to, and they have worked hard to hone in on that discernment so that none of that happens again…so when it does it’s hard not to beat yourself up because you “knew better”.

I’ll leave you with this thought, while you may not know for sure who does or does not bear the gift of discernment, just watch…watch your friends, new friends, acquaintances, if they tend to sit back quietly and watch and take in everything that is going on, if they are quiet until they are not, if they tell you that they have been hurt before but they don’t go into too much detail, there is a good chance that that friend has some pretty good walls up. So if you find yourself fortunate enough to be let through those walls, know that it was done intentionally and probably with a lot of thought, over-thought, and consideration. It wasn’t an easy decision. Don’t take it lightly. You were let in because that person felt comfortable enough to let their guard down and invite you into their life. If your plan is to use that person to get ahead in life and make yourself feel good and look good, just don’t. Be better. You may be doing more harm than you think you are because it may or may not affect you depending on how much you value that friendship or relationship.

I have said before many times that “this is it! New things coming! Revamp!” but this time I think I have figured out what I have meant by that.

When I started this blog it was to document my physical transformation with my surgery (I need to update on that come to think of it…not bad, just update!), when I continued this blog it was my physical strength growth, then came the endurance of the 10,000m rowing. All of those have been inconsistent (not the transformation and work for me, that has been constant, but the updating of this blog) but I think I have finally figured out where I am meant to be with this blog. I have not been able to allow myself to give up this domain name even when I wasn’t consistently utilizing this blog and updating, I didn’t know why exactly but I just felt I needed to keep it. I think I have finally figured out why…FattyGetHott isn’t just a physical thing, it is so much more. To be a true “Hot Girl” you need to have so much more than looks. You have to be kind, gentle, geniune, and considerate, so FattyGetHott is about not only growing and transforming physically, it is about growing and transforming emotionally, spiritually, and mentally. It’s easy to get hooked on looks and put a lot of effort into LOOKING like a Hot Girl but if you don’t have a hot girl personality, you’re not truly a hot girl.

Even the hottest “Hot Girl” can be an ugly person.

I have so many drafts saved from over the last couple of years but for some reason have never posted them. *facepalm* I need to go through them and figure out if I still want to post them. They may be out of date but they may not. It may be fun to see what I was thinking and what headspace I was in at that very moment in time. We’ll see..

A lot has happened and changed here in the last couple of years that I really need to take my written journal updates and my drafts and just post them. Even if it is with a disclaimer that it is a “later post”. I will figure it out. I’m in a headspace right now so I won’t be posting anything at this very moment (probably) but we’ll see. It’s been a day full of thoughts and revelations so….we’ll see. Stick around!

Ciao!

A lot has happened but I’m still here!! I have not abandoned you!! Haha So much has happened since the last time that I updated. The first thing I want to start with is…tomorrow never comes!!! Do not put off til tomorrow what you can do today! What got me behind on updating you initially was that I kept thinking “I’ll do not tonight..” “I’ll do it tomorrow..” etc. it never happened, obviously. So now here I am with so much I need to bring you up to date on!

So my daughters went to spend the month of July with my parents and in-laws and getting them (and myself!) ready for that was crazy. I never missed my rowing but it was wake up, row, get them ready, sleep. It was crazy but we made it. After they left it was busy, as well, because not only did I decide that I was going to deep clean my house but my husband and I decided we were going to rip out the carpet downstairs and put in hardwood. We also decided we were going to paint the living room, at the very least. Not sure why we decided to do that. Haha Kidding. It looks so good!!

I can’t remember if I mentioned upping my meters in the month of August but I did it. I wasn’t sure until August 1st that I was going to do it but when I came downstairs that morning and started to log my session I was like “ugh, new months..I can’t not..” and up it went. Haha

THEN a wrench got thrown in. The morning of August 3rd I got the call that my grandfather had passed away. That has been rough. Anyway, I immediately bought a plane ticket and flew out a couple days later. I kept up my rowing until I flew out and then it was a week long break. Honestly, rowing was the last thing on my mind. Before I left, however, I decided that I needed to make up for the missed week somehow and the best way was to do 2-a-days after I got home. So I flew out on a Thursday morning, got back home on a Wednesday night, and that next day I was up rowing again…and then again that night before bed. I followed suit again today/night. Let me just say, I’m ready for next Thursday when I’m back to one-a-days. Haha

There may be other notes that I wanted to hit on Thursday past weeks I haven’t updated you but I am exhausted and cannot even guess at what it was. I will do better at updating as soon as I think about it.

Keep on pushing, friends. It’s hard. There are times you will want to “take a break” but keep pushing on! You can do it. You’ve got this!

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As I posted yesterday, on July 1 I was upping my row game. I also stated that I was not going to jump as far as I did last jump because I know me and I don’t want to take on more than I know that I can take at once. I am headstrong and will not back down but I don’t want to burn myself out or make myself hate this because I really do love it and I really am seeing results that I wasn’t even looking for! So this morning I upped my meters to 6000m from 5000m and while that doesn’t sound like a lot and the tacking on 5 minutes doesn’t sound like a lot, when you are giving it all you got, dripping sweat, your glutes are burning something fierce, and you just want to see that 0m..it’s farther than you think. It doesn’t seem like “nothing”. I didn’t struggle today in the sense of getting it done but I felt the extra distance and time. My body just felt something was off. It will take a few days to really get in the groove but I’ll get there. Back at it again I go tomorrow!

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Here we are at the end of June and I’ve done it! If you remember, I was challenged to row 5000m a day for the month of June and I am so proud of myself and happy to report that I DID IT! I wake up each morning and before I leave my bedroom I change into my rowing clothes and then I come downstairs and get it. I’ve had days where I have struggled through it and thought that it would never end, days that I just wanted to cry because those meters were not going down fast enough, but I’ve also had days where I just get it done and then go “wait, 0m already?”

So where does the being crazy come in, you ask? I’m thinking of upping my distance tomorrow. (*insert crying emoji* haha) Why would I do that?! I DON’T KNOW!! I had already been thinking about adding some distance to my daily row come July but I was still toying with the idea….until my husband randomly asked me a few days ago if I had planned on upping my distance and I took that as my “sign” that I was supposed to up it so here we go! I am not jumping too far, initially, because I don’t want to burn myself out or bite off too much that I can’t keep up with and chew so I am starting out July by adding 1000m a day to my 5000m to make it 6000m a day. Wish me luck! haha

And THAT is why I must be crazy!

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After my last post where I struggled getting through my row, I am happy to say that I have had my groove back! I hope I am not jinxing myself right now but these last couple of days have been so good! I’ve been able to really get into my groove and out of my head and just row and it has been great! I’m glad that I didn’t let my bad day win and ruin my progress. It would have been so easy to tell myself that I just needed a break and after a day or so break I would be ready to get back to it. I wouldn’t have. I can tell you that now. Not because I wouldn’t want to but because that habit would have been broken and I would have to start over and retrain my body to crave that normalcy. As it is, on Saturday I actually slept in and when my eyes popped open it was 9:44am. I had to take a double take at my watch. Let me tell you, I wanted to close my eyes again and just go back to sleep because I could but my brain kept telling me to get up because it was almost 10 and that is row time.

I say all this to say, don’t let those bad days discourage you because the next day might just be the total opposite. Sometimes we need the storm to keep us grounded so we can search for the rainbow that we often forget follows.

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