A New Dawn, A New Day, A New Life, blah blah blah

So, my California Adventure came to a close (unfortunately for my flip flops and short sleeved tee's) and I have since headed back to New York City. I felt GREAT during the holidays, but somehow I am not as impervious to illness as I thought, and was hit in the face with a sinus infection/ear infection.

BLURGH.

I was losing steam.

While unpacking my luggage (that burns calories, I know it!) I came across my favorite Christmas present: A Sigg water bottle with my logo lovingly embossed on it's side. A gift from my boyfriend, this water bottle made me feel special. It made my business venture seem. . .legit. I AM FOSTER FITNESS. It's not just some pie in the sky (mmm, pie) venture that I came up with. It is the result of years of working out, years of sweat, years of tears and laughter and figuring out what works and what doesn't work and wanting to share that with others.

This water bottle is what my 2010 is all about.

It signifies that my business is as real as I make it. This year will mark many firsts and new milestones in my life: Getting my certification from ACE, getting a REAL gym job, leaving (fingers crossed) the restaurant industry for reals and embarking on this new and exciting path.

I am very optimistic. Join me. Won't you?

A Journey to the Center of Falling Off the Face of the Earth OR Don't Quit Your Day Job. . .Yet.

So. . .where have I been world?

I often don't let myself rest, and now that I have begun this bloggy endeavor and the tweeting and the fan page on Face Book, my time home hasn't felt like MY time. Don't get me wrong: I LOVE writing this blog, and I love connecting to people all over the world that have similar interests to mine that I can share what I have learned and I can learn from them. Starting Foster Fitness has by far been one of the most rewarding things I have ever done.

The problem is that I still have my day job, or night job really if you think about my hours. During the day I work out and I write articles and I tweet with my pals and then I have to get ready for a 7 to 8 hour shift at my restaurant gig. I am thankful that I have a job that pays me so well in these tough economic times. I realized at the end of last week that I am burning the candle at both ends, and I was starting to wear myself down.

Wednesday night I felt so tired, so I made sure to get plenty of sleep that night. All day Thursday I was utterly exhausted, but still managed to meet my daily 30 day goals.

I hit the wall Friday. Hard. I hit my nose and my kneecaps. It hurt.

I had to change my goal that day to REST. I needed to unplug the lap top and walk, not run, to the nearest exit and spend some time recharging my own batteries.

I knew I needed to change something because I wanted a cheeseburger for breakfast. My body was craving major protein, and a Shakeology was not going to cut it. I didn't work out: Instead, I went to the movies. I watched television. I went to work, and then slept until 11 the next morning.

I began to feel the fog clear. I worked out for 30 minutes (who doesn't need a little Jillian Michaels kickboxing for some motivation) and rested some more and went to work and by Sunday I felt like my old self again.

Everyone at my job has been getting ill and I knew that if I continued at my crazy pace I would be benched from the game of Life. Realizing that you aren't a super hero is hard! That taking care of yourself is just as important as lady guns and funny commentary on The Biggest Loser. That your readers will forgive you for not blogging for a couple of days and they will still be there when you get back from Wonderland.

It feels good to be back. :)