Another Day in 2017
Bonjour my friends! (and possibly that one jerk from high school who is only reading this because he's insecure about his sad, lonely, life and knows that he's at least a little cooler than me so he might as well read this to feel better about himself before going on a run, and logging onto the dating app that his girlfriend doesn't know he still has - you know who you are), Hope everyone is having a wonderful day!
Its Sunday morning. I'm assuming it's cold outside; I can't rely on pleasant weather until at least late April. Luckily, I'm drinking black coffee and sprawled out on my soft blue couch, safely separated from the cool wind and harsh winter light.
My muscles are aching something fierce from yesterday's boxing seminar. It feels like an invisible leprechaun is squeezing my calves tightly enough that standing isn't much of an option right now. It was 40 rounds of boxing and tedious drills to hone our skills and take more steps towards perfecting our form.
I'm eager to improve my technique, however I feel limited on what I can do until I lose more weight and build more strength. I only have so much control over my movements while right now. When I go from a left hook to a right cross in slow motion, I can feel my legs quivering under the strain. They whisper, "Angela, This is your fault. You ate too much frozen pizza and white castle last month."
Good Golly it's hard though because I love pizza and ice cream and alcohol so freaking much. Thank goodness for Halo top. At least now when I eat an entire pint of ice cream, in one sitting, I'll only need to guilt-cry for 20 minutes instead of 40.
I'm challenging myself this week to only eat vegetarian. Eeeeeeek!!! You can do this, Angela. It's only one week.
To be honest, I'm kind of looking forward to it. I'm not doing backflips or anything; on the excitement scale, this vegetarian week falls well below getting my tax refund, and meeting Orlando Bloom but I enjoy challenging myself to try new things from time to time.
But you're not here to listen to me complain about my physical fitness are you? I'm hoping you're here reading this because you enjoy my art and are interested in what I'm working on. I wish I had a bit more to say about that right now, but it's been a slow month of creating.
I've mostly been working on this little painting for my co-worker. It's almost complete.
I was also able to wrap up my art show at Round Town Brewery last month. Thanks to all of my friends who were able to come out and show their support. I wish I could do more to show you all how much you mean to me.
I guess that's all I have to say for now. I keep telling myself that if I'm writing more regularly then I'll have a little more to say, perhaps with a bit more depth. Skimming the surface is fun, but It's not what I'm really going for with this blog.
And, I'll end it with this coolio free headshot I got from the Indy Go Red luncheon. How cool is this?!
I look professional and trustworthy.
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Angela DeCamp is an Indianapolis based artist. who enjoys the finer things in life: black coffee, carnival tickets, the sound high heels make when they clickty-clack on the sidewalk.