Finding My Muse...

WORD FOR THIS POST:

Xenophobia (n):  an unreasonable fear or hatred of foreigners or strangers or of that which is foreign or strange.

Warning: This post will contain information on how my mind can have very twisted ideas :)

No, not a writing Muse. A different kind of Muse. One that will motivate me to do something I really want but don't have the will to do it.

Last April I was getting ready for my son's communion and I lost 15 pound in one month. Yes, I ate, but it was a very strict diet, one I don't want to repeat.

Since then, I've gained 8 of those pounds back, which is not too bad. I don't consider myself overweight, but I do lack cardio exercises. If I was more active (instead of sitting on my but, typing), I would be less fatigued, perhaps in better shape and happier. Extra cardio could get rid of those 8 pounds I don't like on me and make my heart stronger. Yes, I know it does not sound like a lot, but if it's the last 8 you want to shed for your ideal weight, then it is.

I used to do Pilates (in fact got certified in it) and I still do some exercises when my body needs it, so I am active, but activities such as Pilates or skiing don't get my heart pumping the way it should. Skiing to me is relaxing and I don't do Pilates long enough to get the heart going (did I mention I don't like cardio?)

So, here's where I'm going with this and where my Muse comes in. Dancing With The Stars (DWTS) is one of my favorite shows, but in addition to wanting to see professional dancers, I watch it for one person only:

Derek Hough (otherwise known as "Yummy"). I don't know the source of this photo. I received it from my hubby last Valentine. He pretended he was Derek and invited me to a date (nice one for the hubby)!. Yes, the date was hot, because in my mind I was on a date with the hunk above (kidding).

So, in order to find motivation I allowed myself to think "Big" and let my imagination fly away.

Ready?

What if my book was sooooo big and sooooo successful, I would become soooo famous and get invited to DWTS! It's possible right? (at least hide your chuckles people!)
Better yet, the book is soooo good, that Derek wants to star in a movie making of the book, but let's go with the first idea, since it is more likely to happen than the second (I'm hearing the sound of laughing muppets in the background, don't know why).
If I ever get invited to dance with Derek, I have to be able to pull it off and that's where the cardio comes in. I need to prepare my heart (no, not so it does not leap out of my chest) to dance all night long.

And that's how my twisted mind works. I will only do cardio, not because it's better for my health, but because there's a possibility (when pigs fly) that one day, my Muse will dance with me at DWTS.

OK, better get that dust off the treadmill...

p.s. I'm serious though about the weight loss and the cardio