I was at one of my local watering holes earlier this evening.  The call of nature came and I went to the ladies room while I was peeing I gazed at the sign on the back of the door. I almost fell in the toilet when I read 

" Who says 27 is too young for a facelift? Dr. Jackass Plastic Surgeon."   


Are...you...fucking...kidding...me???

What the hell is there to lift when you are in your twenties? Unless you lived on the surface of the sun? 
Maybe there are more women out there who want to look like this: 


Certainly this "Doctor" is making money off of women and men with body dysmorphic disorder. Personally, I think plastic surgeons such as Dr. Jackass should be barred from the practice.  
Plastic surgery can help people improve or enhance, but to suggest that women in their mid twenties might need wrinkle reducing procedures borders on malpractice in my opinion.   I am continually amazed at how much money is made in our country profiting on self hatred.

 So I went to see my buddy Ken for my weekly training session.  Things were going just fine. I was working hard but I could handle it. At the end of our workout we do this super tough move that involves a combination of me stepping onto a high bench than raising my other knee to my chest and back down again, 15 times on each leg.
The last time we did this I thought I was going to fall out but I made it. Barely.  
Today I did it, and I did fall out.  I almost threw up.  I had to stop. When I came out of the locker room my trainer says " Vandy when was the last time you ate?" 
My response: " Ummmmm, I'm not sure."  Ken: " You're not sure!"  Me: " Ummm, I think like 6 last night...." Ken: "What! You have to eat!"  Random nutritionist who appears out of nowhere " That's 20 hours without food, and the second you eat your body is going to convert that to fat. Which is exactly what we are trying to get rid of."  Me: " I just forgot, and then I was running late. I eat. Honest."  
Anyway, so I got a lecture. I realized two things: 
I have to eat at regular intervals throughout the day. 
I have to stop smoking ( they don't know about that)

It's so interesting how everything is connected. I'm working out and I like it, which in turn means I have to do other things better. Before you know it I'll be that healthy lifestyle person.

Ooooooh, and there was a total hottie in the gym today.  He was working out really hard, then he put on his work clothes and came up to my trainer while we working out.  He was scrumptious.  Gotta love eye candy.

You can channel adversity in a positive manner or a negative manner. What I've been discovering lately is that this is not a choice we make once in our lives, or that it's a personality trait. No it's a choice you make every day with each new event.  Sometimes, it's easy to be positive, but when life get difficults it can be a real struggle.  Lately, It's been almost a physical exercise. I've been using so much mental energy just trying to fight off negative thoughts. It's sort of been like mental weight lifting (sort of corresponding to my new fitness regimen). It's having an interesting side effect.  My method of moving from negative to positive is to focus on what's right in my life and my goals. Right now that's getting into an APA approved PhD. program for fall 2009.  Lately, it's pretty much all I care about or think about. ( with the glaring exception of the 2008 election!!!) That's fine. Focus is how you get a 4.0. Focus is how you achieve your goals.  It's how I'll make it from bartender to Dr. Vandygoddess.