Kick Boxing

Tonight I went to a kickboxing class with my sister in law. This was my first kickboxing class and before I went into the class I thought hey I am in shape and young, this will be easy.  It started off easy enough with some stretches and a couple of kicks to the bag, but then when she had us do double time, that is when the burning in my legs started. When we moved onto the left leg I thought it was going to give out! Earlier in the day I had ran 2 miles and then worked my abs and arms out, so I was pretty tired.  Towards the end of the class I was a sweating machine.  It really felt good to work out again, but now I can't sleep :(

The Sword

So I know I have been vague about what is going on in my life and I think the truth is, it all hurts too much. 

 I know I told you I just moved to St. Augustine, which is the town I grew up in.  I am now starting my life over. 

Here is a short story of it all:   See I was in this relationship for 7 years and I got married at the young age of 21. I was married for a year and a half to what I thought was the man of my dreams.  I thought wrong, the man of my dreams turned out to be a lying, cheating, hurtful person.  Now the sword he put into my heart just keeps getting deeper and I am trying day by day to remove it.

 

A couple of months ago I started a new blog just documenting my feelings and what I have been going through. Some of it is kinda dark and that is why I didn't post those feelings on here, but if you would like to read it just let me know and I will send you the address. 

Oh the dreaded week...

This weekend I decided to venture out of town to go visit a friend. It was such a nice relaxing break from all of the drama going on in my life. I went in to the weekend not wanting to not have a plan for anything, and it turned out really nicely. I got to see a new town, drink wine, and lay out with one of my best friends. Monday just came way too fast and I now find myself back to the hurting, tears, and arguing. Why can't it always be the weekend?

On a side note I got my camera back and posted some new photos on flickr, go check them out!

I haven't blogged in forever.  My life has been crazy and I have not had time to write down what is going on in my life.  

Friday was my last day of work!  I have hated my job for over a year and I am finally done with it! I was so excited to sleep in, but now that I can my body wants to wake me up at 7 everyday.  I think it is because I have had so much on my mind. 

 Yesterday I moved to St. Augustine, but moving was the death of me.  I started packing on Friday and wasn't done until Monday.   It was probably one of the hardest things I have had to do, it took me so long because I couldn't see through all the tears.  My mom showed up with her boyfriend on Monday late afternoon, we get everything packed up and start to drive only to find out the bearing on the trailer was broken.  I don't know anything about cars, but I know that it took about 6 hours to fix that thing.  I ended up leaving Orlando around 2:20 and got to St. Augustine at 3:30 in the morning.  Today I just unpacked everything and made my new place feel as homey as possible.  I think I want to cut off my knee's and calf's because they hurt so bad, moving out of a two story and into a two story is the worst.  

So yeah now I am in St. Augustine and I am hoping for sun tomorrow so I can start working on my tan!

  

"And she finally stopped playing their song, when she realized she was dancing alone"

Dance like no one is watching!

While growing up I was fortunate enough to try many activities.  My mom wanted me to be active and I guess find my talent.  I did gymnastics for 4 years, piano for a little while, played clarenet for 3 years, was involved in winter guard for 4 years, and danced off and on my entire life.  Out of all these activities I am always going back to dancing.  Dancing makes me feel alive and free.  I have done all types of dancing such as ballet, tap, modern, african, jazz, and I took a couple of ballroom classes.  Ahh how I miss it all so much.

This weekend I went out with a couple of friends, we chilled at the bar and then decided to dance a little.  As I looked around at the dance floor I saw all the different types of dancers.  There are those ones that are really speratic with their movement and it seems like they have a tottaly different song playing in their head then what the DJ had just put on,  then there are the ones that are to shy they hardly move or are leaning against the wall just watching people.  There are the crazy dancers, the sexual ones that just air hump everything, and then there are the super drunk dancers that are just falling over ever 2 sec.!  I love to watch people dance because most of the time you can really see their personality come out and you see people just having fun and enjoying themselves!  I know I just let go, enjoy the music and smile!

Day of the Dead

Dear Valentines day, 

I hate you. You suck

Love,

Lauren

Zebu

So I know this is a random post, but I was recently introduced to this really cute animal.  It is called a Zebu.  Pretty much this is a humped cow, but it is so cute!  Take a look at this baby I got to get up close and personal with!