A couple months ago, I decided to quit being a Beachbody coach. To be honest, it wasn't a very tough decision to make. And here's why...
1) I hadn't used Beachbody on Demand regularly since the fall of 2016, when the amount of homework was still light and manageable. As the semester progressed, the workload got heavier, and I lost time for fitness. I was also working quite a bit, and getting home at 5:20pm. Once I got home I still had to tackle all of the homework.
2) It was hard to consistently drink the Shakeology (that I was paying $100 per month for). It's been a couple of months since I got my last bag, and I still haven't opened it. I also have two unopened boxes and one opened box left. Some of the flavors just didn't work for me. I personally liked the Vegan Tropical Strawberry, but I didn't like the Vegan Chocolate at all. I ordered a bag of the Greenberry before I canceled my membership, and have yet to try it, so I hope it's good!
3) I didn't have any coaches or participants below me, so it wasn't working out for me financially. I was dropping over $115 each month, and not getting reimbursed for it. Being a college student, I didn't really have the money to keep throwing at this. I kept posting on social media in an attempt to get people to sign up under me, but none of my followers were interested and all of my personal friends were in the same financial situation.
Some day I may decide to return to Beachbody, but I'm going to work towards saving my money and putting it towards things that I actually need.
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Monday, May 15, 2017
Where Am I Now??
The last time I posted, it was January 2017. Not much has changed since then, but the things that have changed have been BIG things!
On Friday, March 10, I was no longer single. I had a weekend planned in Arena, WI and the guy I was talking to, Dusty, sat me down and told me that we were dating. I didn't complain and I didn't argue, and so far it's all paid off. We're just over two months into the relationship and I'm happier than ever. As a matter of fact, I moved in with Dusty this past weekend. It seems crazy, but it also feels right.
As for the rest of the people that I had talked about, the guy that had knee surgery has recovered well and we talk occasionally. I have not heard from his brother, Tucker, since sometime in late March.
When we last spoke, he was getting back together with his girlfriend, who is pregnant with his child. The girlfriend didn't like me, so he blocked me on all of the social media that we have in common. Sometimes I wonder how he is doing, how she is doing, and how the baby is. She graduates high school this month, and the baby is due in September.
Every now and then I hear from the bull rider, he's living in Tomah again so I might end up seeing him around.
I haven't seen many of the other people I met on New Years Eve. Dusty's mom, boyfriend, and his family have moved to Tennessee. His roommate continues to live in the same house, and I only see him and his girlfriend around. The others, I run into around Walmart sometimes.
I got my first tattoo on March 13. My friend, Livy, and I decided to get matching tattoos on a whim. I got mine on my left thigh, and she got hers on her right thigh. It's a stethoscope bent into a heart surrounded by the words "Strength, Love, Courage, and Caring." We are both studying to be nurses, so we wanted a tattoo that would symbolize our commitment to the nursing profession.
On a final note, and I will expand upon this in another post sometime, I have finished my sophomore year. I have four semesters of college under my belt, and five more semesters to go. This has been a great undertaking, and I cannot wait to finally have my BSN in my hands.
On Friday, March 10, I was no longer single. I had a weekend planned in Arena, WI and the guy I was talking to, Dusty, sat me down and told me that we were dating. I didn't complain and I didn't argue, and so far it's all paid off. We're just over two months into the relationship and I'm happier than ever. As a matter of fact, I moved in with Dusty this past weekend. It seems crazy, but it also feels right.
As for the rest of the people that I had talked about, the guy that had knee surgery has recovered well and we talk occasionally. I have not heard from his brother, Tucker, since sometime in late March.
When we last spoke, he was getting back together with his girlfriend, who is pregnant with his child. The girlfriend didn't like me, so he blocked me on all of the social media that we have in common. Sometimes I wonder how he is doing, how she is doing, and how the baby is. She graduates high school this month, and the baby is due in September.
Every now and then I hear from the bull rider, he's living in Tomah again so I might end up seeing him around.
I haven't seen many of the other people I met on New Years Eve. Dusty's mom, boyfriend, and his family have moved to Tennessee. His roommate continues to live in the same house, and I only see him and his girlfriend around. The others, I run into around Walmart sometimes.
I got my first tattoo on March 13. My friend, Livy, and I decided to get matching tattoos on a whim. I got mine on my left thigh, and she got hers on her right thigh. It's a stethoscope bent into a heart surrounded by the words "Strength, Love, Courage, and Caring." We are both studying to be nurses, so we wanted a tattoo that would symbolize our commitment to the nursing profession.
On a final note, and I will expand upon this in another post sometime, I have finished my sophomore year. I have four semesters of college under my belt, and five more semesters to go. This has been a great undertaking, and I cannot wait to finally have my BSN in my hands.
Wednesday, February 1, 2017
2017 - The Year for Change
Here we are, one month into 2017, and my life has been full of big changes. I walked into 2017 single, and I've continued to be single. I've made many new friends. My parent's divorce was finalized. My great uncle passed away. My ex-boyfriend's grandfather passed away. I've been taking less hours at work.
I've been single since the middle of August 2016, and I have to admit I'm enjoying the freedom. I don't have to confirm plans with anyone other than family, and I don't have to explain my actions to anyone if I don't want to. Being single has definitely led me into some mistakes, but it's also led me to some great friendships. I spent the last day of 2016 traveling to Spring Green, WI to see a friend who had knee surgery the day before, then went down by Stoughton, WI to look at a truck with his brother and dad. After that adventure, I headed to Seneca, WI to watch my friend ride bulls. The day didn't end there, then I hopped in my car and headed to Tomah, WI to meet up with a friend that I'd only started talking to the week prior. I spent the end of 2016 and beginning of 2017 with people that I had never met before, and I'm glad I did.
I went to court with my parents on Wednesday, December 21, 2016 to listen to the trial on their divorce. Everything was done in about 20 minutes and it was finalized on January 1, 2017. It was a great New Years Eve gift.
My great uncle passed away just days shy of his birthday. The ceremony was beautiful, with many stories that family recalled. I was holding back tears most of the day. Since he served our country, there was a 21 gun salute, and Taps was played. He was buried with his wife's ashes, and everyone in the family was given a rose from the bouquet that covered his casket.
In December, I got news that my ex-boyfriend's grandfather was in the hospital and not doing well. I remembered the day that I found out that he had cancer, and how optimistic he was through his fight and the times that I saw him. I wish I could have been there more towards the end, but I never knew if I was welcome anymore. Some day I intend to get a tattoo of the word "Hope" with a cancer ribbon in his memory.
Due to my class schedule this semester, I had had to cut back on my hours at work. I have classes Monday, Wednesday, Friday 9:05am-10:00am and 12:20pm-1:15pm. Tuesday and Thursday I have classes 9:30am-10:50am and 11:00am-12:20pm. With a 45 minute drive to school, and hours at work only being between 7:00am and 5:00pm, I don't get to pick up much. I am currently scheduled most Tuesdays and Thursdays from about 1:30pm to 5:00pm. With less hours comes less money, so I've been having to work on saving and tracking my expenses more.
I've been single since the middle of August 2016, and I have to admit I'm enjoying the freedom. I don't have to confirm plans with anyone other than family, and I don't have to explain my actions to anyone if I don't want to. Being single has definitely led me into some mistakes, but it's also led me to some great friendships. I spent the last day of 2016 traveling to Spring Green, WI to see a friend who had knee surgery the day before, then went down by Stoughton, WI to look at a truck with his brother and dad. After that adventure, I headed to Seneca, WI to watch my friend ride bulls. The day didn't end there, then I hopped in my car and headed to Tomah, WI to meet up with a friend that I'd only started talking to the week prior. I spent the end of 2016 and beginning of 2017 with people that I had never met before, and I'm glad I did.
I went to court with my parents on Wednesday, December 21, 2016 to listen to the trial on their divorce. Everything was done in about 20 minutes and it was finalized on January 1, 2017. It was a great New Years Eve gift.
My great uncle passed away just days shy of his birthday. The ceremony was beautiful, with many stories that family recalled. I was holding back tears most of the day. Since he served our country, there was a 21 gun salute, and Taps was played. He was buried with his wife's ashes, and everyone in the family was given a rose from the bouquet that covered his casket.
In December, I got news that my ex-boyfriend's grandfather was in the hospital and not doing well. I remembered the day that I found out that he had cancer, and how optimistic he was through his fight and the times that I saw him. I wish I could have been there more towards the end, but I never knew if I was welcome anymore. Some day I intend to get a tattoo of the word "Hope" with a cancer ribbon in his memory.
Due to my class schedule this semester, I had had to cut back on my hours at work. I have classes Monday, Wednesday, Friday 9:05am-10:00am and 12:20pm-1:15pm. Tuesday and Thursday I have classes 9:30am-10:50am and 11:00am-12:20pm. With a 45 minute drive to school, and hours at work only being between 7:00am and 5:00pm, I don't get to pick up much. I am currently scheduled most Tuesdays and Thursdays from about 1:30pm to 5:00pm. With less hours comes less money, so I've been having to work on saving and tracking my expenses more.
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Balancing College, Work, and Life
I am one day away from the end of the second week of college, and I'm finding that I have less time than before I started college. I underestimated the amount of homework and readings that would be assigned this early on, and I didn't anticipate picking up as many hours at home health care as I have. I also have many friends wanting to meet up, and trying to make it to a lot of Friday night football games is taking up a lot of my time.
For now I am focusing on college and homework. Every weekday I have a class that starts at 8:00am and most days I am done by noon. In a perfect world, I would be able to be home alone to focus on homework and readings until my siblings get home from school around 3:45pm. But recently I have been picking up hours at work due to another coworkers needing to take off for family reasons. I'm not upset about picking up the extra hours, extra hours means extra money, right? It's just hard to get homework done when I have to be somewhere else.
I wouldn't say my personal relationships have suffered, but I definitely don't have the amount of time to spend with friends that I would like to. This Saturday I'm going to be meeting up with my mom, a couple of her friends, and my friend Joey to do the Steppin' Out in Pink walk, but for now that is about as social as my social life is going to be until I fall back into working just every other weekend.
For now I am focusing on college and homework. Every weekday I have a class that starts at 8:00am and most days I am done by noon. In a perfect world, I would be able to be home alone to focus on homework and readings until my siblings get home from school around 3:45pm. But recently I have been picking up hours at work due to another coworkers needing to take off for family reasons. I'm not upset about picking up the extra hours, extra hours means extra money, right? It's just hard to get homework done when I have to be somewhere else.
I wouldn't say my personal relationships have suffered, but I definitely don't have the amount of time to spend with friends that I would like to. This Saturday I'm going to be meeting up with my mom, a couple of her friends, and my friend Joey to do the Steppin' Out in Pink walk, but for now that is about as social as my social life is going to be until I fall back into working just every other weekend.
Monday, August 29, 2016
First Day of Sophomore Year!
Today marks the first day of my sophomore year, and my first official year in Viterbo's Nursing Sequence! My class schedule for today was microbiology, fundamentals of nursing concepts, and health assessment. So far my teachers seem pretty cool, and not many assigned homework other than readings, so that's good. My school day started at 8:00am, so I had to be up by 6:00am and out the door by 6:45am. Somehow I managed to do it. My school day ended at 12:10pm, so I met up with some friends and we all went out for lunch. After lots of laughs and a full stomach I headed home. Once I got home I laid down for a half hour nap, and ended up falling asleep because I had a headache. If this keeps up, I don't know what I'm going to do. But once I woke up I headed outside to take progress pictures for Country Heat, and do my workout for day 15. Now I'm inside getting ready to shower, and eat supper. Once that's done I'll probably start going over readings and homework that is due for Wednesday.
Tomorrow's schedule is a bit lighter, going 8:00am to 11:50am with pathophysiology and health assessment lab. I also have a call with my Beachbody coach at 3:30pm, granted the day goes smoothly and nothing pops up for neither my coach or I.
I hope everyone is having a good end to their summer!
Tomorrow's schedule is a bit lighter, going 8:00am to 11:50am with pathophysiology and health assessment lab. I also have a call with my Beachbody coach at 3:30pm, granted the day goes smoothly and nothing pops up for neither my coach or I.
I hope everyone is having a good end to their summer!
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Beachbody Coaching
As of August 10, 2016 (seven days ago), I am a Beachbody coach. I've been following a handful of coaches on Instagram for months, and even connected with one on Facebook not too long ago. I ended up receiving that initial "Hey girl, I've been loving your page and I think you would be an excellent addition to my team, are you interested?" And to be completely honest, I dodged responding to it for quite awhile. Her message peaked my interest, but I really didn't have money to spend on anything at that moment, so I let the message go and later told her that I wasn't financially able to commit to Beachbody at that time.
Well, fast-forward a couple of months, I have two part-time jobs with a steady income and thought "I can splurge on myself now." So I contacted her again and asked what Beachbody was all about and what it takes to be a coach. Long story short, here I am. I just had my first official call with my coach, and it has set my day up for success. I have a planning binder that I finally got to putting together yesterday, and so far it's helping me so much. In the beginning there's a bunch of basic information and goal sheets, and toward the back there are daily entries. It's helping me check in every now and then and helping my business grow.
Well, fast-forward a couple of months, I have two part-time jobs with a steady income and thought "I can splurge on myself now." So I contacted her again and asked what Beachbody was all about and what it takes to be a coach. Long story short, here I am. I just had my first official call with my coach, and it has set my day up for success. I have a planning binder that I finally got to putting together yesterday, and so far it's helping me so much. In the beginning there's a bunch of basic information and goal sheets, and toward the back there are daily entries. It's helping me check in every now and then and helping my business grow.
Thursday, August 11, 2016
A Déjà Vu Break-Up?
Every now and again some people get a case of "Déjà Vu" in which one has a strong feeling that the individual has already experienced an event that is currently being experienced. Just this past week, I got dumped, and am feeling like I had a case of déjà vu.
The Backstory
A little over a year ago, my boyfriend of almost three years dumped me. Our relationship had been going through a rough patch, and he had talked to a girl that only wanted to watch me fail. Within 24 hours of him talking to her, he sat me down and we had "The Talk." He said we needed to take a break, and when I asked why his response was "You don't seem happy anymore. I just want you to be happy, even if that doesn't include me." From my point of view, I was actually feeling happier. I had some bad things happen the month before, so I had fallen into a slump, but then I noticed and decided I needed to change. I was feeling happier, and I was willing to work through my relationship problems. But then the break happened. I though it would be okay, "it's only a break. After a little bit we will be back together and things will go back to normal," but then he wasn't talking to me and all the pictures he had posted of us were gone. That is when I knew the "break" was really a "break-up."
And Now Today
For the past month, my boyfriend and I (of almost 11 months) had been fighting due to not being able to see each other much anymore and trying to make each other a priority. The same girl that the last guy had talked to was trying to make her way back into my life and I was dodging it, and then she started trying to get into my boyfriend's life. He didn't want to put up with it, so he blocked her, at least that is what he told me. However, she messaged him Monday night and they talked about our relationship problems. Within 24 hours of them talking, my boyfriend told me that we needed to talk, and it would be best if I went to his house. I was already planning on doing this because our fighting was becoming draining and I wanted things to go back to how they were; however, as soon as I arrived, he said those same words: "I think we need to take a break." Again, I asked for a reason, and his response was "You don't seem happy anymore." And just as before, I was actually feeling happier in the days leading up to him breaking up with me. I had gotten off a great day of work, and I signed up to be a Beachbody coach as well as signed up to join a challenge group. I was floating on cloud nine and I couldn't wait to see my boyfriend. But then the break happened. I had the same thoughts as before, "just a break, soon things will be back to normal." But within 6 hours of him saying we needed a break, all of his posts of us were deleted. That is when I realized that this "break" was really a "break-up" again.
The Backstory
A little over a year ago, my boyfriend of almost three years dumped me. Our relationship had been going through a rough patch, and he had talked to a girl that only wanted to watch me fail. Within 24 hours of him talking to her, he sat me down and we had "The Talk." He said we needed to take a break, and when I asked why his response was "You don't seem happy anymore. I just want you to be happy, even if that doesn't include me." From my point of view, I was actually feeling happier. I had some bad things happen the month before, so I had fallen into a slump, but then I noticed and decided I needed to change. I was feeling happier, and I was willing to work through my relationship problems. But then the break happened. I though it would be okay, "it's only a break. After a little bit we will be back together and things will go back to normal," but then he wasn't talking to me and all the pictures he had posted of us were gone. That is when I knew the "break" was really a "break-up."
And Now Today
For the past month, my boyfriend and I (of almost 11 months) had been fighting due to not being able to see each other much anymore and trying to make each other a priority. The same girl that the last guy had talked to was trying to make her way back into my life and I was dodging it, and then she started trying to get into my boyfriend's life. He didn't want to put up with it, so he blocked her, at least that is what he told me. However, she messaged him Monday night and they talked about our relationship problems. Within 24 hours of them talking, my boyfriend told me that we needed to talk, and it would be best if I went to his house. I was already planning on doing this because our fighting was becoming draining and I wanted things to go back to how they were; however, as soon as I arrived, he said those same words: "I think we need to take a break." Again, I asked for a reason, and his response was "You don't seem happy anymore." And just as before, I was actually feeling happier in the days leading up to him breaking up with me. I had gotten off a great day of work, and I signed up to be a Beachbody coach as well as signed up to join a challenge group. I was floating on cloud nine and I couldn't wait to see my boyfriend. But then the break happened. I had the same thoughts as before, "just a break, soon things will be back to normal." But within 6 hours of him saying we needed a break, all of his posts of us were deleted. That is when I realized that this "break" was really a "break-up" again.
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