Letter to my 18-year-old self

My sister wanted me to do a letter to my 18-year-old self. She wrote one for herself on Facebook but I’m writing mine on here because long posts on Facebook make me awkward.

Dear 18-year-old self,

This is going to be the crappiest year of your life.

Don’t worry, you’ll pull through it.

You will have your first boyfriend. Don’t take what he says so seriously, Just because he says you should do something, doesn’t mean that it is true. It’s his opinion and it’s just that, an opinion. .. He’s has some really bad opinions.

Your body is a wonderland. Treat it with respect. Eat something. Don’t look to fix your flaws. You actually have very few flaws and you will find over the years that your body is very celebrated.

While we’re on the subject, you should dump people who don’t celebrate your body.

Don’t stop eating. Eat a sandwich. Eat some ice cream. Eat something and on a regular basis.

Your stepfather has no reason to treat you like that, you’re right, they’re wrong. There is no grey area in this.  In a few years you will be free of all of this and will finally be able to get through to your mother and really open up about your feelings. One day she will hear you.

You’re figuring out how to stick for yourself and show your real personality, but in order to do that you need to let yourself be you. You’ve got the spunk,  just work on where you’re coming from.

You’re getting really tired of being called “sweet” and “nice” these are actually good things.

Don’t wear tight shorts to Disneyland.

You’re going to cut all your hair off. People are going to be mean. Your sister is going to tell you that you look like a dike and the Flock of Seagulls lead singer. But you did it for a cause, and you look just fine.

If you can lean over and your underwear shows, it is too short, similarly, if you can see more than two inches of cleavage without leaning over, your shirt is too low.

Showing off your boobs is not the answer. Camisoles are not tank tops! You’re more than a body and you deserve someone who wants more than a body.

Do what you think is right.

Don’t let people bully you for not having sex. Ignore the people who tease you for still being a virgin.  Your integrity pays off in the future.

Lastly,  Don’t worry, you’ll get your diploma, you’ll be in a play, you’ll live on your own. You get to experience everything you ever wanted to and more. You just have to make it happen. Also, be happy. Just enjoy life.


Doing something kind of crazy

So I’m starting a juice cleanse. Like a real full-on three day cleanse. I’ve been pretty bloated and yucky feeling recently, and even though I’ve cut out gluten and have been eating my vegetables  things aren’t getting better as fast as I want them to. I’m not sure if it’s going to work, but at least I’ll be getting a lot of nutrients right? Plus it’s getting near bikini season so it wont hurt. This blog will serve as my “journal” of sorts. I can’t promise that I wont be cranky or maybe even a little delusional.

Now I’ve seen everything

Whenever I bring up wanting to up my cardio workouts to my friends, someone always says “You should take a spinning class.” And I’ve been thinking about trying one. But I’ve just discovered that not only can I take a spinning class, but I can take one in the water (http://www.aquastudiony.com/). I have no words to describe how I feel about this.


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New adventures in juicing

So yesterday I started juicing. Not a juicing cleanse–I can’t handle that many nutrients going into my body at once. My body would go in shock from all the alien substances. Since we didn’t have a lot of produce in the house (I did my grocery shopping today) I made do with what I had. I think I did pretty good. I made a concoction out of 2 apples, 5 celery stalks, four romaine lettuce leaves, 1 grapefruit and lots and lots of agave. Within 20 minutes of drinking said concoctions I went kind of crazy, and what I assume was immediate detoxing. As I was talking about everything that was going through my mind my sister looked at me and said “Meredith you are acting like you are on drugs” and threw fun sized candy-bars at me. I ate about five. But then I did an hour of Zumba, so I think it evened out. Today after a joyful trip to Trader Joe’s and some online research  I decided to do some recipes from Blueprint Cleanse (http://blueprintcleanse.com/) that I found on Design Sponge (http://blueprintcleanse.com/) I tried the greens with apple juice because I hope that the spinach will make me strong like Popeye and the kale will make me skinny like Gwyneth Paltrow, I made it with ginger and apples (green and gala) and of course, lots and lots of agave. I’m drinking it over ice right now and it’s pretty tasty; the ginger adds a punch.

Here is some advice that I’ve already come up with in my new relationship with  juicing:

  •  Cut everything into small pieces before juicing (it makes for less clogging, which is a bitch to clean up)
  • Rotate solid and high water produce as you put it into the juicer (again, less clogging)
  • Things taste better iced. Or more like, some things you taste less when iced. You know what I’m talking about.
  • Scrape the foam off before you drink. Because foam looks yucky and is discouraging.

That’s it for now! Hopefully there will be no need for chocolate this evening.