8 Reason Why Not To Wear Jeans To the Gym

By Zirconicusso from Freedigitialphotos.net

1. You look silly.
Honestly, you and everyone around you know that it'd weird only because we're inside. If you were outside throwing bails of hay anything other then jeans would be stupid. However, barbells aren't going to sting or cut you.

2. They don't move.
Even with some spandex in the make up, your normal range of movement is now down to 60% or less.

3. They make you instantly hotter.
Gym classes are usually in rooms inside of giant redone warehouses.  This means air flow and circulation was not the first and most important part of construction. Even with fans, movements that normally have no affect have you dripping.

4. Now that you're hot and sweaty your jeans now stick to you.
This increases your risk for ripping the jeans and restricts movement. See 2. for more information.

5. Nice sweaty waist band.
I, like most people wear a belt with their pants. That means all the sweat rolling down your back has to go somewhere. So it goes straight down to your waist and in your waist band. Which is the spot that normally takes longer to dry out. Which is nice. 

6. You now go back to work smelly
Because the shorts were forgotten and the force of wearing your jeans to gym class, now you get to shower, wash your face, put on a new layer of deodorant, and put sweaty gross jeans back on. Awesome!

7. Saggy butt.
The jeans you sweated in also stretched and even though it limited your flexibility, it still did bend and move in ways it is not normally accustomed to it now sags. The normal 3 days or so of wear you can get out of it is now cut down to as soon as you get home they are washed. For the rest of the day they will hang loose and unflattering.

8. You feel silly.
Have you ready 1-7 yet? All the reasons above are now going through your head in a loop. Your lack of coordination and two left feet make the already questionable Zumba skills are doubled. Okay, lets triple it for be more fair.

In summary, double check your bag more than once. Black things at the bottom of the bag could be your shorts OR New Dude's T-shirt.

Also, I was hoping to make it a list of 10 things, however as you can tell, I kind of failed.

Thanks for reading! Let me know if there was another reason you should never, ever wear jeans to the gym with a comment below.  

100 Days of Happiness Days 51-60

At the start of this year one of my good friends post this challenge on her Facebook page. She was also kind enough to specifically dare me and a few of her other friends to do this 100 happy days.

I thought about it, thought about it, and thought about it, and after about a week, I was like I can do this. However, I really don't like posting things on Facebook that much. Sure, I like to tell people about new blog posts but for the most part I mostly post about 2-3 times a week. 100 days in a row is just too much.

So I've turned it into a post series.

Why? Why not? I'm a blogger right?

Here are the simple rules straight form the site http://www.100happydays.com/ "How? Plain simple! every day submit a picture of what made you happy! It can be anything from a meet-up with a friend to a very tasty cake in the nearby coffee place, from a feeling of being at home after a hard day to a favor you did to a stranger."

Well it is very safe to say I failed this task 100000% successfully. 

While it sucks and I feel bad about it I'm not going to try again or at least not this year. I am sadded that I was unable to complete this task. Actually any task really. However, this is not the first time and it will not be the last. 

I feel like this post was to remind me and other people how to show appreciation for life and people everyday. Each day, picture or no picture I try to accomplish this goal.

Like this post I still fail but will contiune keeping on and keeping on. 

I applaud anyone else who was able to complete this task.

For now I'm just going to try and keep up with this blog and go from there. One day at a time for eating well, exercising, and just over all being better at life.

Razor Burn!

by federico stevanin from freedigitalphotos.net

*Note* This post was written a while but I forgot to find a picture and post it. Enjoy!

The other night New Dude and I were headed out for a late night party. Well, now a days it is a late night party, before it was just a party.

It was way too cold to wear a dress. The pants I wanted to wear, New Dude was kind enough to iron for me while I tried to find a shirt to wear. I pulled out a sweater, but due to who knows what it now was strecteched in weird places and would not do.

The shirt I ended up picking lacked sleeves. Yes, I would probably be cold, but not freezing so this would be fine.

However, I had been unable to shave my arm pits earlier that day. I had showered at the gym after doing laps in the pool. When I went to go find my razor, I couldn't find it. For work I was wearing sleeves so that was fine.

But now I'm sleevless, and the possibility of maybe arm pit hair is such a horrible thing. Of all the girly things I lack, I know and feel hair arm pits are not suppose to happen.

Well, I was like that's fine, I'll take care of this. I grab the razon from the shower and snip snap my arm pits are now hair free. Let me add a swipe or two of deprodiant and I'll be good to go!

Except for the fact that my arm pits are now ON FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!

I tried now to get rid of the  deordiant by using a damp wash cloths, which I think just added to the fire and smashing the stuff into my skin.

So then I show New Dude what I did and he suggested the Sun Burn Cream we have. I try that and it doesn't really help.

I'm trying to put eye liner on with skin under my arm just causing me distress. I used some Benadryl cream I had. It was the only other cream we had in the house that might have helped.

I think it did help, but not with the redness.

So pretty much, I learned that hairy pits are WAY more comortable and better than having shaved on fire arm pits that are red and hateful.

Anyone else have this issue before? If so let me know with a comment below.

How to Train Your Dragon 2 -- Movie Review

 

(https://www.howtotrainyourdragon.com/ Here's Dreamwork's Website for credits and stuff)

I do not have kids. I am a proud aunt of 6 and an honorary aunt to at least 5. I went to go see "How to Train Your Dragon Two" with New Dude. 

Yes, I like to watch kids movies, I'm still a bit of a kid myself. I could use many excuses of why I went. 

I could say I watch these movies so I can talk to kids when we hang out. However, most of these kids still cannot talk. So that is out.

I could say I'm screening them so if I watch them I'll know what would be appropriate. I haven't baby sat in a while so that is out.

I could say that it's because I was bored and it was a Sunday, but having just started to play a new video game, this is also out.

No, New Dude and I went to go see this next movie because the first one was AMAZING! We wanted to go see amazing again, but this time, for me at least, on the big screen.

I was not disappointed. The normal talking point like awesome animation, the characters from the first one were brought back, new ones were added, and it had a fantastic story. It had a start, middle, and end. The character development was fantastic. 

This movie made you laugh, it made you cry, it made you cheer, it made you sad, it made you wanting more. 

This movie also had something a lot of squeals sometimes lack, (example,  Pirates of the Caribbean 2 and 3 (I love them too)), this movie could stand alone and people would still love it. The jokes and little bits of dialogue here and there might not be as big, but people could still love it, still enjoy it, and still want more.

"How to Train Your Dragon 2" is a fantastic movie that will be entertain the young, the old, and everyone in between. Go see it!

Has anyone else seen these movies? Do you agree or disagree? Leave a comment below!

Dishwasher Troubles

While away in college I was always excited and happy to realize that my mom taught me how to survive as an adult.

I had already learned about the check book, how to cook food, clean clothes, dishes, take care of bills, and just had an over better idea of how to move from home and into an apartment and live better then a lot of my fellow students.

Don't get me wrong, I still had plenty of learning with cars, boys, roommates, fleas, and friends.

One of my most prideful moment was the fact that I knew the difference between dish soap and dishwasher soap. This saved me the whole over following house/kitchen filled with bubbles stories that most college kids had.

I apparently just needed to wait until I was in my late 20s and had a cleaning fit day.

I came home from work and apparently had a bug up my butt. I started to clean like a mad woman. Two of the random offenders were the garbage can and the dishwasher. The bottom had some kind of plastic thing to keep bigger parts of food, plastic, and lost lids from going down the drain. With the help of New Dude, we clean this black gross covered thing. 

While he took one part into the tub to scrub, I pulled out the Mr. Clean and scrubbed everything inside the dishwasher. Then to top it off, added a little bleach.

Which, for the record, is a very stupid idea. You should never mix chemicals, they usually have bad reactions that cause you to have problems with breathing.

I wanted to fire up the dishwasher let the two rather harsh chemicals run their course. We put the dishwasher back together and push the short run cycle.

Things were going great! That was until, I came in later and saw the bubbles coming out. 

So, I grabbed a broom, swept the floor and then used my now readily available Mr. Clean/bleach water to clean the floor. 

To be fair it had been a LONG time since I cleaned the kitchen floor. 

AND I had recently said I was avoiding cleaning it. I guess the cleaning people from above thought my avoidance had lasted long enough.

So now my dishwasher AND my floor were cleaned all in the same day!

Has anyone else had an issue like this before? If so leave me your story below! Thanks and have a fantastic day!

Benadryl Game

Borrowed from here.

Most people know about Benadryl as a great way to save their friends who are allergic to something from dying. It is great to have around in case hives unexpectedly break out all over your body, if allergies are really bad, or in my case, need sleep.

Yes, this is a wonderful drug that has helped my friend avoid an emergency room visit because she accidentally drank out of the straw her husband used and he had eaten some fish and she's highly allergic. 

It's been used to help one of our puppies who got stung in the face by 2-3 wasps reduce the swelling and bring everything back down to size. 

For me, this little wonder drug means one thing for me. Pure, beautiful, glorious, guaranteed, sleep.

So, how does this game work? Sit tight and I shall tell you. 

Step 1. Make sure you have about 8 hours to devote to sleep.

Step 2. Take one pill with a full glass of water.

Step 3. Brush your teeth. (No one likes morning breath and it is worse if you forget)

Step 4. See how long you can do anything until that beautiful wave of peace, happy, and sleep calls you to bed.

Step 5. You win! Sleep happens!

Now, I know, other people play this with Night Quill and other run things like that, but for me, Benadryl works best. 

And yes, I also know that some people put twists on to step 4 like playing a video game, having "self love" time, or some other random thing, but for me, it is just purely a waiting game.

Alright, well, I already did step 1-4 and 5 is calling. So you have a fantastic day!

Does anyone else play this game? Or is just me? Let me know with a comment below!