"Born Fitness" Contribution

Today, I was looking around at other blogs and a particular blog really stuck out to me. It's titled, Born Fitness. If any of you are like me, and like fitness and staying healthy (sometimes) then you should definitely check it out. 

I found a particular post that I really enjoyed from there, and here it is for your viewing:

http://www.bornfitness.com/why-diet-plans-really-fail/

To sum it up, the post explains why diet plans fail. I know first hand why, because I have failed and failed and failed again. A lot of people tend to give up what they love such as: ice cream, cake hamburgers, etc. Then after depriving themselves of fantastic food for so long, they crack! 

I know, right? It is so shocking. 

(By the way the answer is Reykjavic)

Just kidding, I have no clue, but that is the only one I can pronounce.

Honestly, give up on the food depriving diets. Just portion your foods. GASP! It's really not much coming from me, because I will be the first one to try those diets over and over again. Don't do that, and portion your foods, because I am telling you that you'll be a lot happier in the long run. 

Just do it. 

JUST DO IT 

JUST DO IT

Seriously though, just drink a 'whole heck of a lot' of water, exercise regularly, and watch what you eat, but within reason.

My suggestion is to purchase a large water bottle and keep it on you all day, every single day. That way it forces me to drink of 'whole heck of a lot' of water everyday. Let me tell you that water bottle comes in handy when I walk up a flight of stairs, and I am thirsty. 

I'm dead sexy. 

Goodnight folks!

Shut your mouth Lindsay, you don't want a bug flying in there. 

Thinking way into mundane things

Tonight as I am sitting here drinking a cup of the finest coffee I am wondering about a lot. Now, let me elaborate since I sound painfully vague right now. 

First, I'm wondering why I haven't taken advantage of these Victoria's Secret coupons lying right beside me on my desk (yes, I looked up which form of "lying" to use because quite frankly the English language is f***** up). I would've had billions--okay not billions--but I would have some good deals on items there if I just got off my sorry behind. 

Anyway, that really is not the main goal of my post today. **PHEW** Right? Could you imagine if I sat here for 25 minutes talking about panties and bras? Ha ha. Ha.

See? Kanye thinks I'm funny. 

Yikes, or not. 

The real topic I was sincerely thinking about today while drinking my coffee was the concept of coffee mugs. Now, listen real quick. I know you're thinking "What the eff" does it matter? Who gives a flying "you know what" about coffee mugs. Now, let me elaborate real quick here. 

I was sitting here drinking out of my Edgar Allen Poe mug, and I realized that the type of mugs we use really tells the world about us. Now if you don't know who Edgar Allen Poe is, I'll explain in a quick few words. He was a poet from the 1800's who was incredibly infamous for his unquestionable darkness he expressed in his poems. Like my goodness, that man gives you the chills. Not joking. Just look him up. Here's a picture for reference if you know, want to know what he looks like for whatever reason. 

I must say though that the mustache "really adds a little something extra don't cha think?"

Anyways, what made me choose this kind of mug? What does it say about me? This particular mug has a bunch of Poe's famous lines written all over the mug, plus an absolutely dashing picture of him. This mug could mean I am a die hard poet fan who likes reading dark and fantastic poems, or it could mean I like the colors and it was a good price at the "Poe Evermore" performance I went to back in November. Who knows, but I went out of my way to present that mug. 

Or for instance, I also have a mug with zebra stripes and purple surrounding the whole circumference of the cylinder. I do like purple, and I make sure the general public knows that singular fact about me; yes I also went through a zebra print obsession phase back in freshman year.

Even coffee mugs represent what we are apart of. I have a couple mugs representing my university. 

My brother even collects coffee mugs; he brings a fun coffee mug into work every day. I don't blame him though, because I do plan on doing something like that once I am a true big shot adult.

 It is not that time yet. 

For now, I am going to continue to sit here and think too much into coffee mug selections. 

Oh yeah, and how about that Super Bowl?

That felt so incredibly necessary. Plus, that women next to Eli just looks so happy.

Congrats Broncos!

"I like it a loooooootttt."

Just Wear a Hat

Today, I really would like to talk about a serious issue in the world of women. This kind of problem makes us cringe and convinces ourselves the right to be slapped in the face by beauty itself.

Bad hair days.

The reason I feel the obligation to discuss this topic is because I suffer from this "fashion emergency" at least a few days a week, if not, nearly everyday. For instance, a couple days ago I was getting ready for class. Now, maybe I should've showered that day, but does that really matter [it does]? 

Anyways, I did every type of style on my head possible to fix this issue. 

1. I threw my hair up in a bun, but of course with this new haircut I am sporting-- this entices loads of layers--I unfortunately failed miserably being that all the "layers" have this desire to fly down providing me with a wispy hairstyle. 

2. I tried braids, but again, those nasty little "layers" fly out of my head some more. 

3. My last attempt was a pony tail, but unfortunately since I failed my first initial task to shower, that idea flew out the window. 

Ladies, just wear a hat and be done with it.

Mackenna didn't shower that day.

She had a bad hair day.

Mackenna suffered a beauty disaster.

Don't be like Mackenna.

Be Jennifer Aniston.

Always be Jennifer Aniston.

Or just try your best.