Where to begin? Grade 2 I suppose. I was in a split class - a grade 2/3 split - and there were only five grade 2s. And only 2 girls - me and the "new" girl. I suppose you could say we had to be friends, because there wasn't much other choice. And so we were. I don't remember the first while really, truth to be told...I just remember always being friends. We had the same teacher, together, for grade 3 and 4, too. We were split apart in grade 5, but back again together in grade 6 and 7. There weren't a lot of friends to be had in my elementary school, for some strange reason, and the new girl is pretty much the only person I still talk to on a semi-regular basis from elementary school. And if it weren't for Facebook, she would definitely be the only one I talk to on any kind of basis.
The new girl was my best friend until grade seven. Which, thinking on it, is kind of funny. Why? We're really similar in actuality and I'm not sure how our friendship survived. We're both hard-headed, stubborn, determined, and bossy. Still to this day. And don't get me wrong - we fought worse than an almost divorced couple. Seriously. But somehow, for whatever reason, it survived.
And I'm glad it did.
We didn't talk too often in high school, even though we still went to the same high school. We weren't close by any means. We were polite, said hello, and possibly occasionally hung out. I don't even remember.
But again...our friendship has made it this far. Somehow it hung on and even though we're not exactly close, there will always be a connection with me and the new girl. Even if she's not really so new anymore.
How does that relate to working out?
Well, let's see. She's freaking hot right now. Seriously. And she has an awesome workout thing going on, she eats super healthy, and has lost lots of weight by EATING (not dieting). I definitely respect her determination and self-discipline in these areas.
Wanna read about it? Okay. Just clicky away.
Anyways. Now that you've met (What? You didn't click on the blog? Click. Now!)...you know her name as Leah. Yep. And she inspired me to do things lately:
- Buy almond butter. It's gross. Don't do it. What do you do with almond butter? (Now, I don't actually know if Leah eats almond butter, but when I saw it, I thought it looked like something she would buy. So I bought it.) I don't even really like peanut butter much. Doh.
- Do This: She does it all the time and looks like a rock star...so I thought I would too. Except today I can barely lift my arms enough to type...it was also hard to get Alexys out of bed this morning.
Hopefully that means that I too will soon look like a rock star. My goal is everyday for 30 days. Just like she says to do.
Oh. And Leah is coming over tonight. She hasn't seen Alexys since she was a baby. Should be a good time.
kortney elise xoxo







