My Happily Ever After..




My castle. Isn't it beautiful?

It's no secret that a year ago, I wasn't religious. I wasn't even sure I believed in the church. Actually...I know I didn't. I hated when anyone brought religion up and if I was forced into going to a farewell, I would just sit and laugh quietly to myself at everything everyone around me said. I knew that I was going to have a civil wedding with my whole family watching and a temple marriage was so far from my mind. When I moved out with my best friend, I knew if I didn't go to church every Sunday, her and I would not get along very well so, I went. I met a boy a few days before my first Sunday and I found out that he was in my ward, which was good motivation to go. All it took was one Sunday. The instant love I felt from my ward was reciprocated. I loved every second I got to spend with all of them. I was inspired so, I started reading The Book of Mormon and I found myself with my highlighter and pen constantly in hand. I couldn't stop marking things and writing my thoughts down in the margin. My scriptures now look like this:

After spending so much time with amazing men who are extremely active in the church and have a very strong testimony, I know what I want. I want a worthy preisthood holder who can take me to the temple one day and who I can spend eternity with. Nothing less. I never thought I would feel this way but now I can't imagine anything else. It feels like I have been walking around lost, looking for something but not knowing what it was. Well, I found it and i'm keeping it. I can't wait to meet my perfect man and to have an eternal family. I realize that I won't be able to have my family there when I get married since none of them are active members in the church but that is okay with me because this is something that I am not willing to sacrifice. I will get married in my castle and that is my happily ever after.

I will find my prince one day

The race I never signed up for

The last thing I go to the gym for is guys. I go for me. But...If a guy approaches me, who am I to shut the poor guy down? A few weeks ago, I was walking past the drinking fountains to the treadmills and I heard a guy say "You must be a pro. I see you here everyday." Yeah yeah, i've heard it all before. Guys will say just about anything at the gym to get your attention so I just laughed it off, said "Yeah, I am", flashed him a quick smile and walked away.

-Fast forward to tonight-

I step up onto my treadmill, prepared to run a shorter distance at a slower pace than I usually do because I am so sore from my run yesterday.

-That's not going to happen-

I am just about to turn my treadmill on when the guy from a few weeks ago steps up onto the treadmill next to me. I didn't realize it was him until he said "Hey how's it going?" I looked over and sure enough, there he was. We talked for a few minutes until we were both ready to start running. My original plan of taking it slow went right out the window because whether he knew it or not, as soon as he stepped onto the treadmill next to mine, it was on, we were racing. I ran as hard and as fast as I could until I was dripping sweat and gasping for breath. He did the same. Neither of us wanted to lose this unofficial, unplanned race. I went until I couldn't go anymore, until I was pretty sure my legs were going to give out. I reached up to press my stop button and he did too. We stopped our treadmills at the exact same time. I looked over at him and smiled the most dazzling smile I could muster, stepped off my treadmill, and walked away. His name is Adam and I hope to see him again...soon :]

Every time

My Sanity..

This is what keeps me sane. The gym. Without the gym, I would be a wreck. When I have a bad day, I know it can be easily fixed by a few miles on the treadmill. Nothing makes you feel more alive than the pulling and contracting of your muscles, your heart pounding in your chest or your breath moving in and out of your lungs. I run because I can. I run because I want to and I run because it makes me happy.



Three and a half miles. Yeah...I'm proud.

Today was kinda rough. My car broke down so i had to walk to work in the snow. My eye is swollen so I had to talk to everyone at work and pretend that they weren't staring right at my eye but all of those things mean nothing once my feet are in motion, hitting that treadmill and kicking out those miles. I love the feeling of feeling alive. My bad day doesn't stand a chance.



The ultimate motivation :]

Before I die..

Everyone has a bucket list. Whether you have written yours down or not, you still have things that you know you want to do before you die. I recently wrote mine down and it includes everything from:

to

some are easily accomplished, while others are dang near impossible. I never really thought about my bucket list until recently. I knew that there were things I wanted to do but I never tried very hard to make them happen. I work with a girl that inspires me. Her name is Megan and she is the most adventerous, determined person I have ever met. When she wants something, she goes for it. I want to be more like that and that starts here. It has always been on my bucket list to see George Strait in concert.

I worship.

George recently announced that his upcoming tour will be his last ever. (I could die) I have to go or my bucket list will never be complete! What's my plan you ask? Well, since I am broke and there is no way I can afford concert tickets, especially at his prices, I plan to write a letter to every country station in the state of Utah and tell them about my bucket list. What's the worst that can happen? I'll tell you what the best is, I could end up with George Strait tickets in hand. (pipe dream I know, but you never know.) I WILL make this happen. I will keep you all posted :]

I will NEVER be one of those people..

I always said, "I will never be one of those people who blogs." Well...here I am. There is some kind of allure about blogging. I like the idea that my own thoughts and experiences might help someone, inspire someone to do something they've never done or make someone laugh despite the terrible day they are having. If I can do any of those things for just one person then this might just be worth it. Bare with me here, my life is not the most exciting or the most entertaining but, it's real and that's all anyone can really say. You have been fairly warned. Enjoy!