Before having this little guy in my life, I was all about the treadmill. I hated the consistency (or the lack thereof) of the outdoors. I just wanted to get my mileage in the best time I could and be done. Then, came Simba.

At first he was fine being indoors, but at 5 or 6 months he started feeling too cooped up in the house and playing catch was no longer sufficient exercise for the growing munchkin, so we started walking. We started doing half a mile, then half became one, and now, he can do for two miles! He loves doing quarter mile sprints so we try to do at least four when time permits in the morning. 

My goal for him is to be able to hike with me. It's a lot for a little furball, but he's getting there. Knowing that he won't tear up the house when he walks a good mile or so helps push me to wake up early so we can walk together. Somehow, this rascal keeps me accountable. And that's wonderful. :)

Keep working, keep walking.

-Gardenia Rose

It's so easy to be envious. It's so easy to want what you don't have. Easy to think you need something you don't have.

With Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, & Snapchat, you get to see what everyone's up to, what they have, what they're doing, what they're eating, and where they're going. With all these images, if you're not careful, you can become so envious that it's unhealthy. And that's not love. You grow jealous of their materialistic things, or their success, or their endeavors, that you (in some sort of way) spite them. And just like that little green monster... it grows. The spite turns into dislike... and evolve into hate.

I say this... I know this... because I've been through it. I go through it. (As is in, yes, it still happens.) We girls have this horrible habit... well at least I do/did. (I kinda explained my thoughts on that here.) And if I'm not careful, it can take hold of me. The only difference is now... I catch myself. I literally check myself before I wreck myself. (insert snaps here.) I make sure I'm heart is in the right place. I stand back and ask myself... Do I want that because she has it? Am I trying to get it before she does? Do I actually need it? I know those questions are more geared to the materialistic things, but you know what I mean.

Being in this self-betterment journey, I'm learning one major thing.