Badass Ass

I’ve been away. I know. I’m sorry! But I’ve been busy sense I’ve been away. So I suppose it’s alright. I hope you agree.

Short and sweet today, just something that’s been on my mind– my hind quarter, rear, butt, behind, gluteus maximus, booty, back side, ass.

I’ve always known I had one (obviously) but I’ve never really put of much focus on it. I’ve always been told I, “have a nice booty for a white girl”… In recent weeks however, my roommates and friends have commented on it– “what a great ass you have”, and “I want a butt like yours”!
This has drawn my attention to my back-side and just being a bad ass in general. LOL!

I go glut work in Pilates and of course I run, but I’m not in the gym working on my ass every day. It’s just there, a nice addition… not a focus.

What I find interesting is the attention and focus others put on it. If my behind is a motivation to get yours in shape, OK I guess that’s great! If it’s something you are staring at, I’m NOT Ok with that and believe me I’ll slug you in the face!

Yes- sometimes I feel like a badass… changing the topic and the use of ass real quick.
“WHY?” you may ask… well for starters I recently registered for 2 half marathons in the spring and started on a 12 week training plan. That’s pretty cool! And I’m slowly growing as a Pilates teacher, with 2 standing clients, the potential for a class, and a lot more knowledge then before. I have been running (duh) but not retreating to the gym all the time cause of the cold and the snow… no no, I’ve been running outside- dressed appropriately- and last week did a quick 6 miles in Central Park between jobs just cause!

If those things don’t make me feel pretty awesome and badass I don’t know what would. I am seriously looking forward to continuing on my path to these half marathons and hope to have a huge cheering section for me!! hahaha! Otherwise, I’m doing me. Not trying to be a version of me that is forced or manicured (although my nails are a wreck at the moment) or striving to be perfect for someone else. Am I lonely… sure… but am I unhappy… overall NO. That’s all for another post at a later date. And of course there will be training updates and pictures galore!

Till then- comment, share, like, follow, tweet, etc! stay warm and strong.

lovealways, christiane

The Computer Tech in Me

The  computer tech in me has long been dormant.  A memory. A different person in a distant past.  But she has recently, ie in the past 48 hours, come out of hiding and wreaked havoc.. actually worked magic… at work.

Ok Christiane, what in the world are you talking about?   Oh where do I even begin?  I’ll backtrack briefly.  In high school I had to, like so many other kids, take computer class.  But at an arts school we didn’t just learn how to type and what search terms to plug into Google to find accurate information.  Oh no no!  We were learning coding and creating web pages.  Studying 2D and 3D art and animation.  Practicing photo manipulation.  Oh, and I teamed up with another designer and the Yearbook staff to do all the graphic design for the final book.  I had friends who would take apart and rebuild their computers just for fun on a rainy afternoon and who could design you a business card in seconds.

I’ve always been tech savvy and great at following directions and solving puzzles.  I mean, I was offered a position with Apple company… I know SOMETHING about my computers.  I’m always the one in the family who can trouble shoot, upload, upgrade, install, export, backup, and when i have no idea… call tech support and have some idea of what they are talking about!  haha.

What does any of this have to do with anyway?  Well, at work we just had the floors replaced in our lobby and offices… that means all the desks had to be moved to storage… and that means that everything had to be taken off the desks… and that means the computers had to be all pulled apart and moved.  And THEN someone (me) had to put them all pack together.  Doesn’t sound all that difficult… except when your technology is getting on in years and is about as organized as rats nest.  Actually, the power cables, either cords, phone lines, and goodness knows what else reminded me of a rats nest tangled in a massive cobweb.

Yes, it was bad.  and Yes, I was tasked with untangling and reassembling all the computers and phones in the studio.  You can just see it now– there I am sitting on the floor in a pile of cables and cords and monitors and hard drives. Crawling into, under, and around desks and chairs and cabinets. And did I do it?  Oh yes I did.  I got 6 computers and phones plugged in, powered up, and online almost before anyone knew what hit them!

Ok Christiane… you are blowing this up, big time.  It’s not that hard to plug a power strip into the wall and turn it on.  Oh boy, do I wish that’s all it took.  Yes, plugging the mouse and keyboard with USB plugs into USB ports on their given devices isn’t rocked science (ok, none of this is rocket science)… but wiring a computer at 6am without coffee and hoping you are plugging that important looking… but unlabeled code, into the correct router port… can be well, stressful and intimidating.

But the short of this story is… well… that i got all the computers and phones set up and online and it was so smooth!  Ok… on the first one I did fun into some issues… but once I figured out what I was dealing with, the rest was cake.  And oh wasn’t it a precious moment when I my boss walked into the lobby and it looked like the computers had never been removed from the room.  Yes, what was a glorious moment indeed.

I love playing with technology.  Really, you can’t mess it up to much.  Something doesn’t work, try plugging it into something else.  Tome computer (usually) won’t bite you and you are (usually) much bigger then it.  Don’t show your fear and it will respect you.  LOL!!

I’m such a techie at heart… and maybe in a former life I really was a computer tech.  But for now, I’m the computer queen of the yoga studio and honestly, very proud of myself for that!

Anyway, just a story I wanted to share tonight.  I wish I had taken pictures of what I had to deal with… but just keep that rat’s nest-cobweb image in your head and thing how frustrated and overwhelmed you get when you can’t untangle a knot in your shoe string or a ball of yarn or your favorite necklace chain… and you will know what i was up against.

Share your story!  🙂

lovealways, christiane

#Motivation

Happy New Year, lovely readers!

What are you up to today?  cleaning, sleeping, socializing, gym hunting, hangover nursing?  Well, whatever it is, I hope you are enjoying it.  Me, I’m relaxing in leggings and an oversized shirt eating a leisurely breakfast and writing to you, after sleeping in and recovering from my events last night… we will get to that in a minute.

Let us first talk about New Years.  A time when people party hard on 12/31 and ofter regret it the next morning.  A time when we get resolutions or intents for the next 12 months and (if we remember them for that long) try to see them through.  New Years is often about staying up late and possibly being out in the cold to watch object (a ball, a peach, a pelican) “drop” as thousands count down the last 10 seconds of the old year and welcome in the new one with confetti and cheers.   For many it’s a time to be with friends, family, and loved ones.  A kiss at midnight recognizing love and good luck is often shared between couples.  It’s a night to dress up and see fireworks another night then July 4th.

This New Years was… is… will continue to be different for me.  I didn’t dress up fancy- although my outfit all together was over $300.  I didn’t share it with anyone in particular- yet I shared 4 miles and a whole evening with 4000+ total strangers.  I didn’t hug or kiss anyone- I did cheers myself with sparkling cider along the way.  I didn’t set a “resolution” so much as I changed my focus… my personal motivation for getting up in the morning.

What did I do to ring in 2015?  I participated in the New York Road Runners 4 mile Midnight Run through Central Park… at, you guessed it, the stroke of midnight.  A massive fireworks display right in front of us kicked things off as several thousand runners took of to bring in the new year the best way we know how, in one of the most amazing cities north of the ATL  (lol).  I overcame so much in just a few hours.  I did this all alone… not with a group to follow… I took myself down and figured it out.  I did this in 30 degrees!!  25 or so with the wind chill… that’s cold guys, for me anyway.  I realized I’m overcoming my aversion to the cold (when dressed properly) and actually enjoyed it.  And I never stopped…  of course my pace varied, but I never stopped running, and this is a big one for me.  My mind gets tired well before my body and I’m often tempted to quit… but I didn’t not that night.

For me, this run will set the trend for my year.  I’m not making a resolution, as much as I’m setting my motivation.  Over the past several months it has been brought to my attention that I seldom do things because “I want to”.  It’s always been because it will please someone else, or make them happy in a long run, or look good when I go out with them, or to beat myself up for “mistakes” I have made.  I’ll let you all in on something not so pretty– all those days of fitness I did and nearly everything else for the past 5 months has been predominantly motivated by this thought, “If your Ex is that talented and good looking and amazing and YOU messed that up, you deserve to shred your muscles and push your body and beat yourself up… if for no other reason then that for a short time the physical pain is more intense then the emotional pain and for that time you don’t feel it”.

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Yes, I know that’s unhealthy and I’m tired of it.  So in this new year- I am my motivation.  This year I am going to set goals, most likely various races in NYC, do things that make me happy.

“I will run for… myself.  To be the best me in this new year”.  to quote my race bib.

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If you think that sounds selfish, it’s not.  Through a lot of thought, reflection, and growth I recognized that I have always done things to please others… that has been my motivation. But this is un-healthy and un-sustainable (as events in the past months have demonstrated).  However, if I am a truly confident and happy individual it will please others (and myself) for longer… healthier relationships.

This is going to be a new Christiane in a new year and I am pumped.  Not just running and working out… using my time, resources, and creative skills more.  I will write more.  I will make the time to grocery shop and cook again.  I will get my butt to classes.  I will socialize and explore.  I’m not saying it’s going to be easy…  but I’m not going to dwell on things I can’t fix and instead be in the present and be in it for me.

So y’all, what’s your New Years resolution… or motivation?  Share here if you would like, or just write it someplace for yourself and see what the year brings.

lovealways, christiane