Inspiring women

Each week on the Mishy Mishion we're tasked with a 'weekly challenge'. Last week was the Push Up Challenge (from hell) - 300 down and done oh yeah.... This week it's the step-up challenge.... probably less said about that the better (but there's still tomorrow to go, so you never know!).

BUT my favourite so far was Week 1's Inspiration Board challenge.

I looked forward to checking out everyone's boards, but (and this sounds delightfully snooty) was a little disappointed. I totally get why we want to look hot, and pictures of god damn gorgeously sexy women abounded.... but seriously, don't we want more than a nice arse? I found myself thinking - is this the sum of our ambitions as women?

FUCK NO.

I've got an articulate, beautiful, intelligent & slightly off the wall 15 year old daughter - what kind of role models, nay, what kind of woman do I dream she will become?

What kind of woman do I inspire to be?

I can tell you right now that I don't dream that she'll have a nice ass. And mine.... well it's already smoking so.....

I thought long and hard & ignored Mish's edict to go to bed early as I pulled together my inspiration board of INSPIRING WOMEN.

They're not all angels. Hell some of them were or are down right bitches. But each has a quality that I admire, that something that I want in myself - and for our next generation of strong, confident & inspirational women.

Some of these you will know straight away and some you're yet to meet - I'll introduce them to you one by one as I go through this journey, as I pull from those strengths that I admire in each of them.

Love

Character

Independance

Sacrifice

Belief

Intelligence

Passion

Strength

Righteousness

Resolve

Power

Aiming for the best version of myself - inside & out.

Beating a dead horse

Good morning Possums!

Well the arms are functioning once again... sort of!

This week has got me thinking & reflecting - scary but true.

I've noticed a lot lately  - in the forums on the Mishy Mishion website, in the office, amongst friends - that a lot of people are their worst enemies; and I'm not exempt!

We spend a lot of time berating ourselves for our own perceived shortcomings & failings - we didn't exercise this morning, we shouldn't have eaten that, why did I do that, what did I say that for - and let's be honest, we can be pretty damn MEAN to ourselves.

 

 

The good thing is I believe that this is 100% up to us to change - not the media, not society, not a self help book; despite any outside influence it comes down to what's in us, because at the end of the day we are in charge of how we treat ourselves.

 

Be nice to yourself - so I didn't do as well as I'd like.... this time! To quote Thomas Edison -

 

"I haven't failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work."

 

You are your own best cheer squad - let's stop beating ourselves up and just continue on being awesome!

 

 

 



Pushing Uphill

Pushing uphill

As part of the Mish Mission we've been challenged to complete 300 pushups this week - i.e. by tomorrow evening.

Now, I'm incredibly proud of the fact that I can do a full big person pushup on my toes and all, having put myself to the task of learning to do this last year. So my pride took a bit of a battering when Ned Kelly critiqued* my technique this afternoon.

Fortunately for me I have chosen to ignore his mockery and put it down to the fact that he has so far only completed a paltry 70 to my 120.

Doing the math you'll see I still have a lot of work to do and I can tell you it ain't happening tonight, so tomorrow not only will I be completing the  SSS I will be smashing out 180 pushups and dragging my sorry arse around the golf course at junior golf**

Wish me luck, lovely readers. I may update tomorrow. IF I can move my arms that is.....

*bagged the shit out of

** because I thought that golf would be much easier than driving all over the place each Saturday to do football. I was wrong.

Soooo... I'm writing a blog!

Firstly, I'm writing for myself, to retain some of those memories that tend to dribble out one's ears as one gets on a bit....

Secondly, I am writing to record my journey through life; inspired by the 12wbt https://www.12wbt.com/ that I am on (to get fit & lose weight) and hopefully stay healthy for a long time to support my goal of staying active and have ALL of the adventures long into the sunset years.

And also, if I'm ever brave enough to share the link, for readers who happen across my 'interior speculating' - I hope you find this amusing, interesting and a nice stop on your online browsing.

So, a few rules for myself re. Blogging:

1. Thou shalt not blog while drunk.  

A no brainer this one - we've all said stuff when we're a bit pissy that we really would rather didn't come out - last thing we want is for that to be eternally scribed on the internet for all and sundry. eeeek. Don't do this Mary!

2. Thou shall not get toooooo D&M.

Ok, a little sharing is great - blogging about your marital exploits / latest bodily functions.... no-one wants to know, especially me if I'm rereading old posts.

3. Thou shall share weird arse anecdotes of the insane children that you have bred.

Hopefully one day these can be collated into a best selling novel to help you bail out son 2 from jail (see below introductions).

4. Thou shall be honest - don't bullshit.


OK, housekeeping out of the way, time for introductions for the main players in the stage show which is Mazzarrattaz -

Ned Kelly - aka the husband:

Obviously not real name.... or picture. BUT he does share a canny resemblence minus some hair on top... hahahaha
Also not involved with any holding up of stages / standoffs in pubs (unless it's over last drinks) or any tendency to wear metal overcoats.....

The Children:

 A cast of players, responsible for exasperation, tears & general hilarity..... yes this does include the dog.

The divine Miss Em - responsible for such utterances as.... 'oh when I'm famous I'll have people to do that for me'. Will soak oneself in bath with lotions and potions for hours then happily waltz off down street with no deoderant and hairy legs... I've done well.

Rusty - a very pretty dog. Not a lot of mental power. Fantastic training partner (you will run...) probably bi-sexual. He's a lover, not a fighter, but has been known to start dustups with German Shepherds. Like I said, not a lot of mental power....

Jack - he's looking unimpressed here because he has to pose with brother & sister - not cool  man.... is 13and typical. Suffers from OCD & attitude. Can cook a mean steak and wants to be a chef. I currently enlist him as slave labour  let him cook for me.

Quick Mick aka Captain Underpants aka the sock ninja - best way to sum Michael up is to relate a little incident. He had a little money box with a toy padlock to keep it closed, but lost the key. He proudly came to me as he had unlocked said money box with a paper clip- - 'Now' (he proudly stated).. 'I can rob a bank!'.... I suggested that he may need more than a paper clip. He thought about it.... 'I might need a grenade.'. 
Anything Michael does happens at Michael pace... I know you know someone like that.....

Also central to my adventures are my extended family.... and there are a lot of them - I'm the youngest of 8 catholic breeders..... but luckily I get to live in the same town as my next oldest sibling Captain A - I'll dig out photos soon to show you how amazing she is... following the Michelle Bridges Program she's dropped over 40 kilos and discovered that running is fun! But more on her later.....

Happy Reading -

Love, Mazzarrattaz!