HELLLOOOO PEEPS!
Happy 2016!
Very exciting that the New Year is upon us! I always find it cleansing to close the door on a year, package it up, cut the loose ends and focus on what you can achieve in the bright, new, sparkly year ahead. We all survived the holidays, hooray!
I have some goals for 2016 -- I will run through a few now, and get into more as we get into January.
Short story -
Last year I gave up "dieting" - I said, fuck this - it never works, it is never sustainable and I want to enjoy life and stop stressing about what I consume. So I survived 365 days of not giving a fuck about diets, I enjoyed my life and somehow I wound up in the best athletic shape of my life. Granted, I wasn't this way for all 365 days of 2015 but I can say I successfully created a new, healthy habit during 2015. Sure, I have been lighter/thinner in prior years BUT I have never ever had muscle. SO I made a lifestyle change (thank you Orange Theory Fitness, you're my fave) and I stuck to it. Changing the way I workout not only made me more productive, it created a habit, I use that 1 hour of gym time and get an actual ass kicking workout vs walking around the gym aimlessly because I hate the gym, AND I am able to consume the foods&drinks I love without guilt because I made OTF a very regular part of my life. Sure, I could be skinnier/more toned if I was really intense about my food choices and cut out alcohol -- but for me, that just sounds so awful and I am happy with where I'm at.
Moral of this story is - I want people to stop focusing on diets, losing weight, etc and focus on building just one, really strong, healthy habit that they can stick with. It makes all the difference.
FUCK diets.
Food is good, eat it. Enjoy it.
(and I only tell this story because damn near everyone is all about trying to become Gisele Bunchen or Gigi Hadid in the New Year so it seemed relevant. I am in NO way on some kind of "I workout high horse" -- I hate working out, not big on sports, so thats my PSA)
My main goal for 2016 is to create another healthy or productive habit that I can really stick to. Ideally I want a strong financial goal and to become a morning person.
The list of professional and personal goals is pretty long -- I'd like to be engaged like five minutes ago, I'd like more $$$$, I'd like X factor to become more romantic/sentimental, I'd like a new wardrobe. I mean, those are all goals I think most of my gal pals have.
Getting back to the juicy stuff....aka engagement thing....
I gave an ultimatum to X Factor on Christmas. Yes, we spent Christmas together. I said, "I've done this your way. I gave it time, I let you back in and now it's your turn. You have 30 days to make it happen or I'm out. If you don't know for sure about me, then let me go. If you can't get your shit together and plan this proposal and buy this ring, then let me go. Or - get your shit together, and keep me." He said okay. No arguments, no bullshit, no "I'm not ready" babble. Which leads me to think, this might ACTUALLY freaking happen.
I am going back home to California in February and I told him my dad is planning our engagement celebration for the 20th. I am realllly not fucking around. I told my dad that my mom is coming too (which she is) and so is X Factor and that hopefully we will be celebrating an engagement, together as one, big, happy family. When I told X Factor about the party he said, "well, shouldn't my family be there too?" I replied with, "our families do not need to mix until the wedding - we can have a separate engagement celebration with the Armenians but my family isn't so fond of your racist fam so it's better to keep it separate." -- I mean, that might seem weird but my family is SO protective. They think his family is a bunch of fucking lunatics and I can only imagine the brawl that could take place if one of his family members asked one of mine, "how Muslim are you? How many times a day do you pray?" See what I mean? Lot's of room for chaos. My family would FLIP. Punches would be thrown (my uncles don't fuck around).
SO PLEASE DO NOT FUCK THIS UP XF. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
I don't want to discuss this again until January 25th rolls around. Keeping my fingers crossed there will be a nice, long blog post with a photo of a ring prior to that date. LORD JESUS, LETS MAKE THIS SHIT HAPPEN. If not, you're going to have a lot of fun tinder toad stories in Feb/March.
Lastly - my goal involving X Factor for 2016 is to let go of the resentment I have towards what his parents have said/done. Fuck them, they are assholes, their actions are their choices and thats all there is to it. I don't need to hold onto any of it. I am Persian and I am fucking proud to be. R A W R.
I am going to be diligent about the blog this year as well. Please share it with your friends (unless your friends are my friends then please don't) and maybe we can make something of this thing.
ALSO --- I NEED CONTRIBUTING WRITERS!!!! PUHLEEEAASSEEEEE PEOPLE. I know everyone has good stories, now you just need to tell them! Readership has been on the rise, let's keep it interesting!
Viva la 2016,
Elle
Happy 2016!
Very exciting that the New Year is upon us! I always find it cleansing to close the door on a year, package it up, cut the loose ends and focus on what you can achieve in the bright, new, sparkly year ahead. We all survived the holidays, hooray!
I have some goals for 2016 -- I will run through a few now, and get into more as we get into January.
Short story -
Last year I gave up "dieting" - I said, fuck this - it never works, it is never sustainable and I want to enjoy life and stop stressing about what I consume. So I survived 365 days of not giving a fuck about diets, I enjoyed my life and somehow I wound up in the best athletic shape of my life. Granted, I wasn't this way for all 365 days of 2015 but I can say I successfully created a new, healthy habit during 2015. Sure, I have been lighter/thinner in prior years BUT I have never ever had muscle. SO I made a lifestyle change (thank you Orange Theory Fitness, you're my fave) and I stuck to it. Changing the way I workout not only made me more productive, it created a habit, I use that 1 hour of gym time and get an actual ass kicking workout vs walking around the gym aimlessly because I hate the gym, AND I am able to consume the foods&drinks I love without guilt because I made OTF a very regular part of my life. Sure, I could be skinnier/more toned if I was really intense about my food choices and cut out alcohol -- but for me, that just sounds so awful and I am happy with where I'm at.
Moral of this story is - I want people to stop focusing on diets, losing weight, etc and focus on building just one, really strong, healthy habit that they can stick with. It makes all the difference.
FUCK diets.
Food is good, eat it. Enjoy it.
(and I only tell this story because damn near everyone is all about trying to become Gisele Bunchen or Gigi Hadid in the New Year so it seemed relevant. I am in NO way on some kind of "I workout high horse" -- I hate working out, not big on sports, so thats my PSA)
My main goal for 2016 is to create another healthy or productive habit that I can really stick to. Ideally I want a strong financial goal and to become a morning person.
The list of professional and personal goals is pretty long -- I'd like to be engaged like five minutes ago, I'd like more $$$$, I'd like X factor to become more romantic/sentimental, I'd like a new wardrobe. I mean, those are all goals I think most of my gal pals have.
Getting back to the juicy stuff....aka engagement thing....
I gave an ultimatum to X Factor on Christmas. Yes, we spent Christmas together. I said, "I've done this your way. I gave it time, I let you back in and now it's your turn. You have 30 days to make it happen or I'm out. If you don't know for sure about me, then let me go. If you can't get your shit together and plan this proposal and buy this ring, then let me go. Or - get your shit together, and keep me." He said okay. No arguments, no bullshit, no "I'm not ready" babble. Which leads me to think, this might ACTUALLY freaking happen.
I am going back home to California in February and I told him my dad is planning our engagement celebration for the 20th. I am realllly not fucking around. I told my dad that my mom is coming too (which she is) and so is X Factor and that hopefully we will be celebrating an engagement, together as one, big, happy family. When I told X Factor about the party he said, "well, shouldn't my family be there too?" I replied with, "our families do not need to mix until the wedding - we can have a separate engagement celebration with the Armenians but my family isn't so fond of your racist fam so it's better to keep it separate." -- I mean, that might seem weird but my family is SO protective. They think his family is a bunch of fucking lunatics and I can only imagine the brawl that could take place if one of his family members asked one of mine, "how Muslim are you? How many times a day do you pray?" See what I mean? Lot's of room for chaos. My family would FLIP. Punches would be thrown (my uncles don't fuck around).
SO PLEASE DO NOT FUCK THIS UP XF. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
I don't want to discuss this again until January 25th rolls around. Keeping my fingers crossed there will be a nice, long blog post with a photo of a ring prior to that date. LORD JESUS, LETS MAKE THIS SHIT HAPPEN. If not, you're going to have a lot of fun tinder toad stories in Feb/March.
Lastly - my goal involving X Factor for 2016 is to let go of the resentment I have towards what his parents have said/done. Fuck them, they are assholes, their actions are their choices and thats all there is to it. I don't need to hold onto any of it. I am Persian and I am fucking proud to be. R A W R.
I am going to be diligent about the blog this year as well. Please share it with your friends (unless your friends are my friends then please don't) and maybe we can make something of this thing.
ALSO --- I NEED CONTRIBUTING WRITERS!!!! PUHLEEEAASSEEEEE PEOPLE. I know everyone has good stories, now you just need to tell them! Readership has been on the rise, let's keep it interesting!
Viva la 2016,
Elle
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