Let’s Not Get Cheesy-Part I

Note: This is the beginning of a longer series of post, but I did say I was going to talk about. Remember?

Part of the reason why I wanted to start this blog was because I was slightly unhappy with my life for a while there. Looking back, I think I was a little depressed about it. This is very hard to write about and may seem really silly to you, but it was one of the hardest thing I ever experienced. It’s time for me to talk about it.

When I graduated from OU in May 2008 and came back home to Dallas, I was excited and anxious about my new phase in life. I did an internship at what would become my first employer and quickly found out that John Mayer was WRONG! There IS a such thing the real word. I was a journalist most of my collegiate life, but decided to pursue a career in public relations/marketing my junior year of college. I loved to write, but the newsroom environment was not for me. I learned that very quickly. I digress…

Shortly after completing my internship, I started studying for the GMAT (gross, disgusting, painful) and applying for full-time positions. Ironically, I completed the GMAT, was accepted into the MBA program at University of Texas at Arlington AND got a job ALL in the span of one week. Can we say God is good!? All the time!

I hit the ground running January 2009 with part-time grad school and full-time work. I was used to balancing a job (or two, or three) and school, so I didn’t find it to be difficult. Everything was going peachy keen.

Fast forward to Fall 2009. I decided to enroll in full-time grad school courses. Yes, that would be 3 classes a week from 7 to 10 p.m. That would mean commuting from North Dallas to Arlington and then to Duncanville three times a week. I was worn out. It was a very stressful time, but I found joy and happiness in the kitchen, concocting delicious dishes, trying out new recipes and using my family as guinea pigs. I don’t think they were too upset about. It was so much fun! On the days I didn’t have class and especially on the weekends when I wasn’t studying, I was cooking or baking something scrumptious. 

Even though I was beyond busy and super stressed with school and work, I found peace and joy in the kitchen and with food. It was a stress reliever for me. Cooking was my form of art. It was vehicle to express myself. I knew I belonged in the kitchen. I was at home.

Or at least I thought I was.


A Day Challenge, A Life Challenge

Well hello there!!

This is going to be a quick post! I had a second to breath during a busy day, and I wanted to just share something.  A friend of mine from college, Jourdan, recently started a blog called ifeast.ifight.ifinish. She’s only been blogging for about a week or so, but is doing a fantastic job so far, with nearly a dozen post. (I am seriously slacking over here at Vicky D’s Delights.)

Anywho, I like the fact that she is a “real” female who is being transparent about her weight loss and new healthy lifestyle. That’s actually how she branded her blog. So many times, we read about indiviudals who basically have some sort of career (full time or part time) in fitness, which is why they are in such good shape. Nothing against them, but it’s nice to see how people balance the desire to stay fit, workout, maintain weight loss AND have a job/social life/relationship, etc. To see her transformation and realize that she lost it the good ol’ fashioned way is truly inspiring.

In one of her first post, she alluded to eating at Burger King in college at midnight. Ironically, this is where I met Jourdan for I was the one serving those delicious diet busters. (I had to do something to pay for my awesome apartment. Plus, I went to school out of state. lol) She’s a few years behind me in school, and I think we actually graduated from the same college. Jourdan has always been a beautiful person inside and out, but it is great to see people who realize that we only have one body, and we have to take care of it.

Ms. Jourdan is already challenging her readers to engage in a 7-Day Challenge, which started this past Monday. She and I are also Facebook friends, and I can see comments from those who are inspiried by her experience and want to become healtheir too. I have basically been doing this challenge for about three months now, but I engaged in the fun. The hardest part of the challenge…all of those crunches and push-ups! Man, it’s pretty intense, but I am loving the results so far!

By no means am I a fitness/weight loss expert. This is definitely NOT a fitness blog. I write about topics that make me happy and bring me joy. For some strange reason, I have found a new joy in working out and staying healthy. I say “strange” because I’ve only been this way for about 5 years or so. We only get one body. To look back on my life and see just how far I’ve come is just astounding. Makes me wonder if the only challenge that existed all along was me. Hmmmm…there’s some food for thought.

I’m up to the challenge! Are you?