#RoadTo27 Day 3 – Be You.

I guess this is kinda turning into a “things I’ve learned” series…Lord knows I’ve sure as hell learned a LOT over the last year.

This morning I woke up reluctantly after a rough nights sleep knowing I had to get ready to go to a second interview. You could say I was less than excited. Not because I don’t want the job, I actually really love the company and hope I land it, but because I wasn’t in the mood to get “girled up” and impress anyone today.

Then it hit me…I don’t have to.

I took the time for my first interview to make sure my hair was perfect, my makeup was flawless, my jeans were starched and pressed and my shirt was really nice. I mean, it’s important to present yourself well, right?

Today, however, I took a different approach. Knowing the available position had been narrowed down to myself and one other lady, I had an “all or nothing” attitude. If they don’t like me for plain ole me, they don’t want to hire me…because I’m not that starched jeans and red lip girl all the time. If my personality, attributes and experience don’t get me the job, but red lips will, well…I don’t want it anyway.

I took about 15 minutes to enjoy getting ready the way I would for any normal date night or something to that effect. Fixed my hair so it didn’t look so much like a disheveled hay bale, brightened my eyes a bit and made my eyelashes visible…nothing spectacular. I threw on the only pair of “non-work” jeans I had, a tank..and a neon pink and black button up shirt.

I laughed to myself when I looked in the mirror; I felt just exactly like me. That’s a good feeling. With my confidence high I strolled to the interview.

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I was early, as usual. This gave me a few minutes to visit with one of the fellas before the other showed up. It was in this small talk that I learned something about myself…

It wasn’t the pressed jeans and put together look that got me that second interview..it was my handshake.

When he said to me “So, you used to work on a ranch? That tells me a lot about your work ethic.” …it made me smile. I take a lot of pride in those years of loping ponies and long hours with the greatest West Texas cowboy I know, and I learned a lot.

“Yes sir.” I said..and I noticed an ornery looking grin about him.

Then he said, “You know what really impressed me about you?” …puzzled, I shook my head, and that’s when he said “Your handshake.”

Now I was the one with the ornery grin! When someone compliments something that is relevant to my character, I can’t usually contain myself. Of course I gave him a thank you, but he went on to say “It’s not often you get a handshake like that, it’s respectable.”

I was seriously speechless.

The second fella showed up and we proceeded to visit about what they’d require, my ability to do those things not originally discussed, etc….near the end of our chat a man walked into the office. He seemed important, sure enough …it was their CPA. I stood and shook his hand when they introduced us. Mr.CPA looked down at the fellas doing my interview like “Whoa, really?” …I just smiled as I sat back down.

Driving home I reflected on this. I had never thought about those little things. Those little signs of respect and sincerity that set me apart…the confidence I exude when introducing myself that makes me memorable. I know that I’m silly and quirky and funny and a bit odd, but I now know that those aren’t the qualities that stand out.

It’s my genuine being…it’s ME, as an individual. It’s my manners, it’s the way I was raised…it’s the fact that I’m different. It’s the fact that I respect people as individuals.

I’m pretty proud of that.

So, even if I don’t land this job…I know that in the last year of soul searching I’ve done something right. I’ve stayed true to my most genuine self. The woman who has never met a stranger, who respects everyone and who would do just about anything to put a smile on a face.

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Seriously, anything.

Stay true to who you are. Be YOU.

xoxo

OkieGirl

 

 

#RoadTo27 Day 2 – Change

Yesterday was day one of the newest DragonFit bootcamp round. I decided I was gong to fully commit this round, no half assing. I posted in our sisterhood group that I was going to do the “Mile For Time” challenge mentioned in our emails, and that I was going to crush my fastest mile. When I woke up this morning I had one thing on my mind – beating that time. I went to sleep thinking about it, I woke up thinking about it…I was going to do it.

I stretched and reached for my phone to check the time and the first thing I saw was a text from a girlfriend that said;

“Why am I afraid of change?!?!”

I sat there, phone in hand, trying to think of just what to tell her…

Because it’s scary! That’s why!!

What if you fail? What if you can’t do it? What if you lose friends? What if people mock you? What if…

…what if you succeed?

Over the last year I’ve made more changes than I can actually really wrap my head around. Small things like shaving off half my hair…and huge things like leaving my toxic marriage.

They were all scary, and they all caused exponential self growth. I’ve grown accustom to change, and I really like it – but it’s still very scary. I like it because I always grow and learn about myself, even if the change wasn’t necessarily “good”.

So, here’s my advice on change.

  • Embrace it, embrace the HELL out of it. It’s gonna be scary, but it’s going to be worth it.
  • Figure out what part of it is actually scaring you – for me, it’s often the fear of success.
  • Understand that every time you walk through a new door you’re going to lose people. Also understand that is perfectly okay. Most people we meet are just for certain phases of our lives, the ones who are meant to follow through each door will remain.
  • If there is someone who doesn’t support your change, they are NOT your tribe and you do not need them.
  • Seek positive energy and surround yourself with people who have similar goals and ambitions. It wasn’t until I did this that I really started to succeed.
  • Don’t worry about the thoughts of others. This is particularly true for lifestyle changes. When I started lifting like crazy and packing on muscle, I lost a lot of “friends” …that was my choice. No one get’s to decide what my body should look like but me!
  • LAUGH. When you hit a speed bump or completely screw up, laugh about it. Realize you’re human, find the light and just move forward.
  • Don’t be afraid to ask for help.Ever.
  • Find some consistency. Even if it doesn’t seem consistent, as long as you’re pushing towards your goals…you’re going to make the change permanent.
  • Don’t be afraid of failure. Failure is just in your head, there really are no failures…only lessons. Find the lesson and push forward. Readjust if you must, but keep moving towards the goal.
  • Get out of your own head. Don’t overthink it, just do it.

I think my last bit of advice on making change is this…

ALWAYS believe in yourself…and when you don’t, do it anyway.

I didn’t believe in myself when I stepped foot out to go on that run this morning. I knew there was NO way I was going to beat that time of 13:31…but I went out, and tried my damndest anyway.

I crushed it, by the way…by over 2 minutes.

You don’t always have to believe in yourself to create change, you just have to fight through the fear.

After all, on the other side of fear lies freedom.

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xoxo

OkieGirl

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey, Mom…

I know you love her more than you love me.

Even though my whole life I’ve tried to be the perfect daughter. I’ve done everything I could do to try and make you proud of me. I’ve bent over backwards to help you just to make sure you’d love me. I’ve defended you hundreds of times to countless people…

…but you’ll never love me the way you love her.

She’s so ugly, though. She controls you. She’s turned you into someone I don’t even know. She makes you do things that make no sense, she constantly puts you in danger …and she begs you to hurt me; so you do.

She has turned you into someone so selfish and empty that I don’t even recognize your voice.

You don’t smile.

You don’t laugh.

You don’t sleep.

You don’t live…

…but you’ve got her.

You’ve got your pretty little pill addiction to get you through the day…

..but I don’t.

I have to wake up every morning and wonder if you’re still alive…and I have to deal with that, without a mistress, EVERY single day.

I have to go through HUGE things, alone.

No girl should have to sit in the bathroom floor crying while she’s losing what would have been her first child, because she can’t even call her Mom.

No girl should have to fight for the love and attention of her mother…

…so I’m done fighting.

You’ve got her, and I’ve got me.

You’ve always chose her over me…so now, I’m choosing me over you.

I hope she is there for you when you fall…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Only Limitations In Life Are The Ones You Create! {A Wandering Gypsy Post}

So there I was last night, sitting on my couch scrolling through Instagram. I was looking at all my favorite fitness & inspirational pages. The very first thought that entered my mind was “man I hate how unhealthy & out of shape I am.” Then not long after there came my second, “I wish I could look that good.” And my last negative thought that came to me was “I just can’t ever find the time to work out like they do.”

At this point it clicked and I just started laughing! (at myself, like seriously)
Why am I justifying my laziness?
“Life has no limitations, except the ones you create”
I am creating my own limitations. It can be a truly powerful thing once this clicks in your mind. Seriously, I can do whatever the fuck I want to do. Nothing can stop me except for my own thoughts. And that’s exactly what was stopping me…before this moment. NOT ANYMORE!
I WILL get healthier!
I WILL get into the best shape possible!
I WILL get stronger!
I WILL continue to grow everyday, to be the best me possible!
And I will enjoy every second of this journey. We just have to realize that we are capable, worthy & we deserve it! No go do whatever the fuck you want!! -there are no limits!
xoxo
-Wandering Gypsy

Create Your Life.

Fitness is hard. Life is hard. Keeping a clean house is hard. Work is hard. Eating right is hard.

SO WHAT?

Why are we so lazy these days? I mean lets think about the days when folks got up at the crack of dawn to plant their crops by hand, do chores, stack hay, wash laundry, can veggies, clean house, cook meals, and so on. Do you think they ever laid there and though “Uhhh, I don’t wanna!”

Sure, they may have…but they never did, because they HAD to get up and create their lives.

You have to.

We HAVE to.

We have to open our eyes and realize that the lazy ass idle lifestyle so many of us live is not living. It’s just slowly watching the days pass on as we watch them roll by. We sit around and make excuses for not exercising or for eating shit food instead of just doing it. We sit around and make excuses for not getting projects done in time when the reason was because we sat there and slacked off.

All we do is make excuses.

There are some people out there who have been struck with misfortune and you know, I wish we could see the world through their eyes for just a moment.

I saw this video earlier and it put a lump in my throat.

This girl just dead lifted more weight than I can even think to lift WITH ONE ARM!

She damn sure doesn’t sit around and make excuses and feel sorry for herself, and I think we can all learn from that.

This life is way to short to be unhealthy, lazy, miserable, unhappy….

If you don’t like your job, find a new one.

If you don’t like your body, make a new one.

If you aren’t happy find something that will make you that way.

If you make a mistake, try again.

The only time you fail is when you give up.

SO DON’T!

Take advantage of each day because it REALLY could be your last.

xoxo

OkieGirl

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Quality Over Quanity

As I sit here this afternoon, having a conversation with a dear friend, something hit me.

I don’t have just friends anymore…the kind like when we’re teens, the ones we gab too and grab lunch with once a month.

The friends that I have now are so much more than just friends…they are family.

The women in my life are not just “girlfriends” I gab with about random things (although, don’t get me wrong..we do this too)…they are so much more. They are the women I look up to…the women I aspire to be.

One woman, in particular, has touched my life in a way that she will NEVER understand. Mainly, because I can’t express to her what she has done for me.

She is one of the greatest role models in my life. She is an amazing woman, wife, and mother! She is everything I aspire to be. She is independent and still very grounded in her roots and faith. She is strong, SO strong, yet still has the kindest heart. She works so hard for everything she has despite the hard times that life has handed her. She loves truly and honestly and holds nothing back. She is there for me at times she doesn’t even know I need her. She is beautiful in every sense of the word, both inside and out. She believes in me, even when I don’t believe in myself…and she chases her dreams every day.

Bobbie Sue,

Thank you so much for being such an outstanding woman, and thank you even more for being in my life. I look forward to all the crazy adventures we are going to share together! You’re one of a kind!

From one Daddy’s girl to another, you already knew that was true! 😉

 

So, here’s to you, Bobbie Sue, and to the very few real friends that I do have.

You know exactly who you are, and I am thankful for each and every one of you.

As we get older, we realize that the number of friends we have is irrelevant…it’s how amazing and bad ass they are.

xoxo

OkieGirl