It Must Be Love

Look at their faces. Can't you tell how much in love they are with tennis? lol. Those are faces of love. Love faces. 

If any of you watch professional tennis, you might have made the connection to the title of this post and the slogan they always say during the big tournaments. It must be love. This started out as a campaign in the US Open and it just kinda stuck after that. Not only does love refer to having zero points in tennis, but also, if you're like me, you can't help but love tennis. Unless you're Andre Agassi. Turns out you CAN be really good at something you hate. But anyway, back to my point. I love tennis. It's something I'm actually semi good at when I really try and actually like to do. Wimbledon is going on right now :) I got to watch Andy Roddick play yesterday. He is my favorite, plus he's American which is a bonus. And it doesn't hurt that he's so dang attractive.

My birthday was yesterday and my sister gave me the tennis racket I've been wanting forEVER. It's the Wilson Surge BLX 2. 

The one I originally saw and wanted was the Surge BLX 1, which was black and green instead of black and red, but the amazing Lynn Jorgensen who strings the tennis rackets where I work strung my racket with red and black string so it looks awesome. I went and played with it tonight and taught my sis how to play and I love it. It is super light compared to my old racket, which was the Head Flexpoint OS racket that Andre Aggasi used when he played.

It's still gonna take some getting used to this new racket but I love it. I can't wait to try it out with my usual tennis buddy when she isn't sick anymore.......that means you Britt lol. We've gotta find a way to get tickets to the US Open someday. Bucket list :) 

I Have a Seven-Year-Old Personal Trainer

Do you ever have a hard time motivating yourself to workout? If you're like most people in the world, you do. It's much easier to just comfortably sit there and talk yourself out of putting in the effort towards achieving your physical goals than it is to just get off your butt and be uncomfortable for 30 minutes to an hour. Lucky for me, my adorable little red headed freckly seven-year-old sister likes to motivate me to work out. 


Unlike most people (and most kids) she LIKES to work out. Weird huh? One day I was doing BBX Hardcore (a workout DVD that is, in fact, hardcore) and she came into the room and started doing it with me. 

Eventually she said she was tired and she decided to stop and just watch. Towards the end I was getting kinda tired and she said, "Jennie, if they can do it, you can do it!". It was the cutest thing ever. Then she said, "Don't get tired, I bet there's only five more minutes! And maybe only five more minutes after that, but that's not very long!". So. Dang. Cute. You can't help but be motivated from that.  After I finished my workout she said, "When are you gonna work out tomorrow, cause I wanna do it with you." Then she went off to say when she was going to be home the next day to make sure I waited for her. I couldn't believe it lol. The next day, I get home and she said, "Have you done BBX, cause I really wanna do it with you." So we worked out together. This kid is going to get me into the best shape of my life if she keeps this up. 


Today, we got home from watching Brave (which I would totally recommend, way cute) and she said, "Are you going to do BBX?" I said, "No, it's Saturday and I wanna be lazy and eat this pizza" lol. So I ate a piece of pizza and her little voice was stuck in my head saying that I should work out and stop eating. So what did I do? I did an hour long work out, which she did five minutes of with me and then fell asleep on the couch behind me lol. Right before she fell asleep she said, "You're really good at those moves, keep going." How freaking cute, right? My sister is the best. I think a little seven-year-old pushing you to work out if way more effective than a huge, muscly trainer at a gym screaming in your face to not be weak or whatever it is that they yell at you. 


Basically my sisters are rad and you should all be jealous. My oldest sister did a 5K trail running race this morning and kicked butt, as usual. Woot woot for Tara :) Yeah, I brag on you sis, no biggie lol. Also, we should go to the batting cages soon. Anyway, I'm rambling now and need to go wash off all this sweat and down a bucket of water cause I'm 99.9% parched. 


Peace :)

This One's For the Girls

Fairytale by Sara Bareilles

Freedom Comes With a Price

Filling up my gas tank: $43.00
Emission test: $25.00
Renewing my car registration: $139.00
Renewing my driver's license: $25.00
Renewing my insurance for the next six months: $655
Making my car payment: $130
Having my own car: Priceless


Sadly, all these things fall in the same month for me to do.....guess I didn't plan that out very well. Oh well, I love Blue Steel with all my heart. She is my key to freedom :) So I guess I can pay to keep her going. In case you didn't read about when I bought her, click HERE and you can read all about it :) 

Happy Early Birthday To Me!

Sooooo.......my 21st birthday is in 21 days. Funny huh lol. I got a bonus at work today so I used it as an excuse to buy myself an early birthday present. 

This baby!

That's right, it's the Nook Color. I have never been more excited to read in my entire life. The first book I downloaded is:

This is the summary:

A powerful, blazingly honest memoir: the story of an eleven-hundred-mile solo hike that broke down a young woman reeling from catastrophe “and built her back up again.

At twenty-two, Cheryl Strayed thought she had lost everything. In the wake of her mother’s death, her family scattered and her own marriage was soon destroyed. Four years later, with nothing more to lose, she made the most impulsive decision of her life: to hike the Pacific Crest Trail from the Mojave Desert through California and Oregon to Washington State “and to do it alone. She had no experience as a long-distance hiker, and the trail was little more than an idea, vague and outlandish and full of promise. But it was a promise of piecing back together a life that had come undone.

Strayed faces down rattlesnakes and black bears, intense heat and record snowfalls, and both the beauty and loneliness of the trail. Told with great suspense and style, sparkling with warmth and humor, Wild vividly captures the terrors and pleasures of one young woman forging ahead against all odds on a journey that maddened, strengthened, and ultimately healed her.

Sounds cool to me. And apparently it is part of Oprah's Book Club. Faaaaancy. Now if it will finish downloading I can start reading it :)