Wednesday, January 12, 2011

out of shadow.

Yes. That was a Lord of the Rings reference. Don't judge. (B and I have been on a LOTR marathon since we ran out of Breaking Bad episodes this weekend. Just as good as they were 5 years ago!)

Not really any exciting stories or pretty pictures to share this time around. Just some good old-fashioned honesty.

Starting a business is hard. It is discouraging at times. And it is stressful.

And I spent the last half of last week in shadow. Not even the mean reds. Just a dark, icky, sticky shadow.

The kind where you can't sleep, can't take a deep breath, can't laugh at your husband's wildly ill-timed "that's what she said" jokes, and all you want to do is go back to sleep (even though you can't sleep.)

So I went to hot power yoga. I got up. And put on an old grey t-shirt and some crappy old yoga pants and went to yoga with a bad attitude and a determination to get through a really hard class with my bad attitude in tow.

Then my bad attitude and I had some tough conversations with a couple of loved ones.

And you know what?

My bad attitude didn't go away that day.

I woke up the next morning, though, after a full-night of deep sleep brought on by those truly healing practices... and had stepped out of the shadow. Monday suddenly didn't seem so scary and dark. Running my own business and being a home maker and a daughter and a sister and a friend suddenly felt lighter.

And this week has been amazing.

Step out of the shadow. Take your bad attitude with you if you need to. But take that step.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Takin' Care of Business!

Quick update!

1. I'm a Teaching Maniac.

Have skyrocketed from teaching 1 spin class and 1 private yoga class each week, to teaching 5 spin classes and 2 yoga classes each week!

In addition to my "gym" classes, I am teaching at a brand new country club in a beautiful location in the Foothills. The members, staff and facility are a breath of fresh air.

(Goal: Adjust down to 4 spin and 3 yoga. My legs are plotting a coup.)

2. I have a home!

Am now contracted to train out of several corporate gym locations locations in the area. Ain't nobody my boss but me... I just have access to equipment and a roof. :)

This decision took a lot of thought. I was not interested in becoming a staff trainer again, but according to my business plan (see also: best 5 hours spent all year) a lack of physical location was my biggest drawback.

3. Am working with some amazing people and my client base is growing every week!

Someone asked me one day how I get clients without being staff. Answer: "I am just obnoxiously friendly!" Case in point: A passing locker room conversation just turned into a regular client.

I am also in cahoots with an amazing trainer who has offered me the opportunity to subject a few of her clients each week to my own special brand of torture.... ahem... training. It's pretty much awesome.

4. Am planning for growth!

Once I get my clients/classes on a regular schedule, the plan is to start a weekly boot camp in a central location, fill that class to the limit and hire an amazing trainer to begin teaching (you know who you are...) and start another camp closer to my home!


Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. To all of you who have supported me. Loved me. And told me to get off my ass and get it done.

It's really happening.

What are your dreams for 2011?

Monday, January 3, 2011

The Final Days

The last few days on the ship... we cruised home! It was a few days full of book-reading, good-food-eating, show-watching relaxation.

I got in some awesome workouts and some time in the steam room that was world changing...

(*Note: when I build my dream house. It will have a small gym and a steam shower. But more importantly - a steam shower.)

There were wonderful family dinners.

(Our table mates were crabby... but fortunately quit showing up after a macaroni and cheese incident on day 2... so we had the table and our friendly waiter to ourselves. What adult orders a kid's mac and cheese on a cruise ship anyway?!)

There were beautiful sunsets

Funny towel animals

and more beautiful sunsets
B and I spent lots of time in the hot tub in the evenings and it was a wonderful vacation with a wonderful family and I feel so blessed to have been a part of it and to be a part of his family.

It was kind of a shock jumping right back in to the real world where I can't just have fruit and green tea delivered to my room for a pre-workout snack... where no one makes my bed... and the beach is a 30 minute drive away.

But at least I can step out of the shower without banging my knee on the sink. :)

Hip Hip Hooray for Royal Carribian and the Mariner of the Seas for a memorable Christmas!

Sunday, January 2, 2011

what day are we on again?...

Day... whatever. Puerto Vallarta!

Let me start by saying that if you ever need somewhere to funnel some money for "tax purposes" ... 'Anne Needs A Vacation' is an excellent cause and your funds will be well spent at a resort in Puerto Vallarta.

It. Was. Beautiful.

(after we got past the throngs of carnivorous tour companies, massage therapists and bartenders laying in wait at the end of the gang plank. I'm not kidding about the massage therapists.)

After a quick cab ride to the beach, we decided to head into the jungle! Santa showed up in board shorts and brought me a Zip Line tour!

Expecting to be shuttled to the Canopy site by van, we were a bit surprised and amused to be loaded into an Indiana-Jones Style 14-Passenger Jeep.

But 45 minutes and a lot of pot holes later- we arrived! At the set for the Predator Movie. You thought I was kidding, didn't you.

We weren't allowed to take pictures on the tour (apparently hanging 400 feet in the air with one hand on your camera's zoom button isn't safe?) ...

But suffice it to say that Santa. Did. Good. It was the most amazing experience of my life. We hiked UP and UP and UP to fly across huge expanses of jungle and rivers.

(in an attempt to liven things up, a Mexican in a Predator costume jumped out of the bushes every so often.

Said Chicano nearly got beaned in the head with my rather heavy zip-line pulley while I shrieked, "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!" the third time this happened.)

We headed back to the beach after the tour and walked down the main drag to look at art

and the cathedral at the center of Old Town.

It was - far and away - my favorite stop and I can't wait to find the opportunity to go back and explore the town, the smaller beaches and jungle hikes that we missed.

After a good adrenaline rush and a great dinner ... we decided to to soak in the hot tub under the stars for a while before heading to bed - happy as could be.

Days... 5-6... CRUISIN' !