I recently decided to take up spinning as a form of exercise. While taking this class we went through a few instructor some purely sucked and one was friggin' amazing. Granted she does not look like your average or even expected spin instructor but don't get it twisted ole girl rawks.
As I gear up for class today I am wondering to myself: exactly what is my inspiration for me doing this and consistently at that? I am famous for picking up a new habit or hobby and then dropping it shortly after. But I find with spinning I look forward to it and I enjoy it like it's not exercise. Yet again I asked what is my true motivation for this class?
I believe it's that in spinning my mind is FREE there are 45 minutes to an hour where I can literally let go and RUN. The music is blaring people are clapping and yelling and I'm in my own world barely hearing any of this. I'm letting go of stress, emotions and thoughts that are cluttering my mind. I use the time that we are "climbing" to let it all out especially if something has me a lil pissed. I close my eyes and push, push, push until I can;t anymore and I feel amazing at my strength and perseverance that even I didn't know I possessed. I challenge myself each week to last a lil longer in certain positions than I did the week before. I am instantly proud of myself when I do. But I do find that if and when I close my eyes and go I am a lil better. Though my eyes can't remain closed through an entire class it reminds me of how good it would feel to just put on running shoes and close my eyes and run. I think I'd call it blinded running. I am obsessed with how good that could actually feel that I feel the fresh air in my lungs and see the beauty of darkness as the cool breeze hit my sweaty and balmy skin from the running. Crazy as this sounds it's almost a fantasy just because of the freedom while running wild, though it contradicts itself it's beauty personified to me.
My inspiration for spinning is the challenge, the thrill and the blinded running. I am peddling that bike and some days I am running from all the BS the week has already offered and the future BS to come. My inspiration is my moment of freedom and bliss where no one and nothing else matters but the fact that I get the chance to run until it hurts.
Every ones inspiration is different, this is just my inspiration for Spinning. After an emotionally draining and irritable day I look forward to spinning tonight for the ease and peace of mind.
~Toodles ♥
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
You Don't Know This Business - Courtesy of Faith Richardson
My very dear friend and sistah "fo lyfe" Makeda has the most precocious 3 year old daughter named Faith. One of my favorite things about our friendship is hearing the daily tales of Faith's MOUTH lmao. One of my favorites is most definitely her saying: You Don't Know This Business.
While it cracks me up to pieces every time I think about it, it made reflect on some more mature issues we as adults and mainly adult women encounter every day.
Let me first start by saying literally every day of my life there is someone I can easily say to: You Don't Know This Business or another Amy Pohler's: Bitch I don't know your life.
I encounter many different people every day from many different walks of life.
One in particular is at my JOB she will see me talking to someone else and walk up to the convo not knowing what’s going on and stand there silently until someone takes a breath so that she can join in. It pisses me off because you could understand everything in the convo if you simply wait to be invited, granted 9 times out of 10 you won't be but never the less standing there are as a spectator waiting to see where you fit in makes you look like a fool and makes me want to turn around and proudly say: You Don't Know This Business.
Another instance would have to be a family member who constantly calls me wondering where I am and when I refuse to answer they take it upon themselves to speculate to the entire family or whoever will listen. This is the same person that texts me incessantly and when I don’t respond begins to send text saying it's URGENT, but it never is. She constantly speculates everything about my life and really believes her many ASSumptions are true. I think I'll make it my BUSINESS to respond to her next text or gossip of speculation with a very simple: You Don't Know This Business, though she will be completely lost on it I will be cracking up LMAO because I know the meaning, the severity and origin.
Saying this phrase to people will give me the same gratification that I get when playing scrabble and someone challenges my word and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt it's a word. While that may not make sense to anyone else it's one of my guiltiest and strangest pleasures.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6SMIRHwaFg&feature=related
You know why you don't get it? Cause You Don't Know This Business :)
♥ Smooches
You know why you don't get it? Cause You Don't Know This Business :)
♥ Smooches
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Splenda Bitches & Negativity
Good Morning,
This morning I reflect on a convo rather a series of convo's I have recently had with a few very, very close Friends of mine. The details and topic of the convo's led me to title this blog respectively titled Splenda Bitches & Negativity.
I started a few months back calling fake and artificial women Splenda Bitches cause they are simply ARTIFICIAL and/or FAKE.
I have encountered many women in life very few do I call friends. I can count on both hands with fingers left over just how many women I consider to be my friends. The reason for that is the many times I have been burned, abused, used and let down many women in my life. I learned at a very young age every person that enters your life with a smile and an offer is not a friend.
It often amazes me how many women come into your life with ill intentions. I am reminded of a situation with a very dear friend of mine. While dealing with a certain "woman" it became apparent that the person in question was not her friend. As with many relationships as women we often have on horse blinders when dealing with people. The people in our inner circle sometimes are fully aware and more inclined to see what is going on that we can't see due to the blinders. With tha being said it hurt me to heart to realize my friends friendship, kindness and devotion was being taken for granted and misused for another's personal gain, that I realized eventually would be the personal FALL of my friend. I constantly informed her: " you are too nice", to which she often smiled... why? Because the heffa is too nice LOL.
I realize most people think I am unapproachable, a bitch, mean, selfish, self centered and the list goes on, the thing is I no longer care... Wow you may say: she really is a cold bitch. No I am not. I realize that rather you like me or not means nothing. Why? Because even if I change everything about me to be what you like you will still not like me. I have no problem with people not liking me cause in most cases I don't like people. But you will have a common respect for me and every entity of me.
With that being said my friend was being disrespected yet with blinders on it did not appear as such to her for a while. When the wolf snatched off the sheep's clothing it became apparent my friends best interest was not a matter the wolf concerned herself with. It was all about self even it meant alienating her from any and everything.
My Friend who I consider to be a real woman beyond the shadow of a doubt was unfortunately put in a position to deal with SPLENDA BITCHES who bought her nothing but negativity.
While she is not fake or artificial she was damn sure putting Splenda in her Coffee. See you let these people into your world and into your heart and before you know it the negativity and bullshit they bring is coursing through your veins, your are breathing in their shit and for a brief moment in time their shit smells like roses. If not handled quick enough you become a Splenda bitch. Thankfully my friend was able to see just what was happening and the poison this person was attempting to pump into her blood stream. It's like a virus or Cancer it starts in one place and if untreated or aggressive enough it SPREADS to the entire body sometimes causing organ failure and/or death.
My friend now sweetens her coffee with PURE SUGAR I am thankful for such because thanks to her being a friend to me I too use PURE SUGAR.
If there are Splenda Bitches in your life bringing nothing but negativity, pain, distance and unhappiness pour out that coffee today and start new. And yes Men can be SPLENDA BITCHES too.
Till Next Time.
Toodles.
♥ BlkButterfly
This morning I reflect on a convo rather a series of convo's I have recently had with a few very, very close Friends of mine. The details and topic of the convo's led me to title this blog respectively titled Splenda Bitches & Negativity.
I started a few months back calling fake and artificial women Splenda Bitches cause they are simply ARTIFICIAL and/or FAKE.
I have encountered many women in life very few do I call friends. I can count on both hands with fingers left over just how many women I consider to be my friends. The reason for that is the many times I have been burned, abused, used and let down many women in my life. I learned at a very young age every person that enters your life with a smile and an offer is not a friend.
It often amazes me how many women come into your life with ill intentions. I am reminded of a situation with a very dear friend of mine. While dealing with a certain "woman" it became apparent that the person in question was not her friend. As with many relationships as women we often have on horse blinders when dealing with people. The people in our inner circle sometimes are fully aware and more inclined to see what is going on that we can't see due to the blinders. With tha being said it hurt me to heart to realize my friends friendship, kindness and devotion was being taken for granted and misused for another's personal gain, that I realized eventually would be the personal FALL of my friend. I constantly informed her: " you are too nice", to which she often smiled... why? Because the heffa is too nice LOL.
I realize most people think I am unapproachable, a bitch, mean, selfish, self centered and the list goes on, the thing is I no longer care... Wow you may say: she really is a cold bitch. No I am not. I realize that rather you like me or not means nothing. Why? Because even if I change everything about me to be what you like you will still not like me. I have no problem with people not liking me cause in most cases I don't like people. But you will have a common respect for me and every entity of me.
With that being said my friend was being disrespected yet with blinders on it did not appear as such to her for a while. When the wolf snatched off the sheep's clothing it became apparent my friends best interest was not a matter the wolf concerned herself with. It was all about self even it meant alienating her from any and everything.
My Friend who I consider to be a real woman beyond the shadow of a doubt was unfortunately put in a position to deal with SPLENDA BITCHES who bought her nothing but negativity.
While she is not fake or artificial she was damn sure putting Splenda in her Coffee. See you let these people into your world and into your heart and before you know it the negativity and bullshit they bring is coursing through your veins, your are breathing in their shit and for a brief moment in time their shit smells like roses. If not handled quick enough you become a Splenda bitch. Thankfully my friend was able to see just what was happening and the poison this person was attempting to pump into her blood stream. It's like a virus or Cancer it starts in one place and if untreated or aggressive enough it SPREADS to the entire body sometimes causing organ failure and/or death.
My friend now sweetens her coffee with PURE SUGAR I am thankful for such because thanks to her being a friend to me I too use PURE SUGAR.
If there are Splenda Bitches in your life bringing nothing but negativity, pain, distance and unhappiness pour out that coffee today and start new. And yes Men can be SPLENDA BITCHES too.
Till Next Time.
Toodles.
♥ BlkButterfly
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