Thursday, March 4, 2010

Oxymoron

Tonight I worked out for the first time this week. I have been doing Slim in Six, and it has done well! I've lost about 9 pounds so far (steady-sometime more depending on the time I weigh myself). I also fit into a size 4 jeans (I think the line runs big though), which I haven't done since I got married 5 years ago.

The end of the DVD has some yoga, which I have grown to love. I always work out in my bedroom, because when its just me there is enough room (Pave sometimes does the ab part of the workout) and the fan is *right* above me.


I'm truly a country girl at heart, but I have a mix of everything on my play list. One of my favorite songs to listen to yoga is "You can have whatever you like" because there is a funny joke. My husband (who is a tight wad- to say it nicely) re-wrote the song that includes lines like "you can pick whatever you want off the dollar menu" and "pick something up, if I can fit it in the budget". Tonight I listened to Lil' Wayne and Eminim's "Drop the World".



For the first time, in a long time, I looked in the mirror while doing yoga (and listening to hard rap music - which makes it kinda an oxymoron) and almost started crying. I saw a strong, beautiful, successful woman.



I guess my emotions fit with about 90% of the song, I can't relate to being black (hello- I'm about as white as they come) and jumping in the spaceship, because that's just crazy.

I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
Hate in my heart, love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain, days of the same
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain
I search but never find, hurt but never cry
I work and forever try, but I’m cursed, so never mind
And it’s worse, but better times seem further and beyond
The top gets higher the more that I climb
The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger
Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a n*gga

But soon for a n*gga it be on, mu’f*cka
‘Cause all the bullshit, it made me strong, mu’f*cka
So I pick the world up and I’ma drop it on your f*ckin’ head
Bitch, I’ma pick the world up and I’ma drop it on your f*ckin’ head
And I could die now, Rebirth motherf*cker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherf*cker
I’m gone

Motherf*cker, I’m gone

I know what they don’t wanna tell you
Just hope you’re heaven-sent, and you’re hell-proof
I-I walk up in the world and cut the lights off
And confidence is the stain they can’t wipe off
Huh, my word is my pride
But wisdom is bleak, and that’s a word from the wise
Served to survive, murdered and bribed
And when it got too heavy I put my burdens aside
So I could pick the world up and I’ma drop it on your f*ckin’ head
Bitch, I’ma pick the world up and I’ma drop it on your f*ckin’ head
And I could die now, Rebirth motherf*cker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherf*cker
I’m gone

Motherf*cker, I’m gone (I’m gone)


1 comment:

  1. I've been a bad blog follower (and blogger!!). I just got caught up on your blog! A few things:

    1. I'm sooo sorry to hear about your last cycle. I have no words. ((HUGS))

    2. My eyes are scarred from the chick in the white dress.

    3. I love the color of your laundry room. My Mom wants to paint her kitchen a golden/yellowish color. I'm going to show it to her and since it has CORK in the paint color, she may like it even better! Ha!!

    4. Happy (late) Anniversary! We just celebrated 5 years too (2/19).

    5. Congrats on the weight loss. 9 pounds is a huge accomplishment. Can you send some motivation my way???

    and finally..

    I love the purse below. I'm a sucker for cute purses :)

    I probably should have just emailed you, but this was easier. :o)

    Stacey

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