Important: Have I kept secret my fascination and likely unhealthy obsession with Oprah and all things Oprah like?? Oh Dave Chappell will be on Oprah Friday. I’m a Oprah-head! I’m no mindless drone. I don’t order her mag and do everything she tells her readers to do. I don’t watch her everyday. Nor do I tape/TiVo her. But, I do keep a close eye on her and everything she does. I don’t need to tell y’all but I will anyway. Oprah is the shyt!! She can’t be stopped. Let an author lie to her. So what! She’s still Oprah. She’s still the ka-ka-boom BOMB!
And speaking or Oprah, has anyone aside from DaWiJ, my mom, and my nana been watching PBS’s African American Lives? Fascinating stuff!!! This isn’t just something Blacks can benefit from. It’s a look into American history. Check it out if you can!!!
Today party go-ers, let’s talk about inpsiration. Who inspires you? Who is the wind beneath your wings? Who inspired me? Believe it or not. I did what I did because I wanted to do it. People helped me, that’s for sure. But lately, I’ve been needing a little more inspiration to move beyond what I’ve been doing. Now when I need a piece of inspiration, a reason not to spit in my enemies eye, I can look off into the distance, a la soap opera stars, and ask myself one question.
Some of you know the job situation. And no it’s not a personality thing. In fact, I like all of my co-workers, my boss, and my team. But whatever. For the last couple weeks I’d been sorta down about it. But now I’m springing into action like I hadn’t been completely motivated to do before.
I am also debating about doing G.I. Jane a second cycle. I definately see results but with things up in the air at work, I wonder if I should be sinking more money into this program or squirrelling away every cent I get. Humh. As I was getting my lateral thigh trainer on, I was winded and my arms were tired. I stopped for a moment, looked in the mirror and asked myself but one question. Next thing I knew, I was flinging those weights above my head and feeling the burn in my arms, back, and thighs.
My posse is all over this fitness thing. M called J to wake her up for a morning workout. After J gave every excuse she could think of, M hit her with four simple words. Words that would make her spring to action.
Before M used those four words, I had been using as my inspiration, a woman I’d met this past summer. This woman had no arms. Yet, she drove, taught, and did all her day-to-day activites. With her feet!!! WTF? I’m clearly a lazy slob because she was moving faster than my all appendage having ass. Up until Tuesday, thinking of her (and hearing Eye of the Tiger) were my go-to sources of inspiration.
Everyone needs inspiration. Where do you get yours from?? Is there a phrase you utter before you embark upon something big? Is there a Bible verse you read when you just can’t see your way out of a situation? For me, my inspiration is most often wanting to just do it. Just wanting to, I know y’all know what I’m abou to say, just wanting to do better than I did yesterday, last week, last month, last year, last lifetime!
It would be foul for me to not share those four words right? Hello. Welcome to The After Party. I am the Hostess. And I am foul! But not mean like SonnyRedd!! Ha!!! I crack me up. But for real, those four words that have been pushing me to action? Simple words. And yes, I could stretch this on longer but I won’t…Those four words? The one question M asked J? A simple four word question that made J get her ass out of bed to work out. A question I asked myself when I thought I was too tired to finish my last 5 minutes of G.I. Jane.
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