This weekend was full of fun. I got a chance to meet Rev's family via his family reunion. They are certainly a different kind of family. They all seem very loving and welcoming. You know that just flew in the face of everything I am(introverted to people I don't know well). Of course my face lit up when I saw a DJ when we got to the banquet because I LOVE to dance. I shut it down! So the talent show(pics to follow) was over and they opened the floor to dancing. I was two stepping until........Beyonce's "Get Me Bodied" came on. That is a dayum anthem. I wasn't too crazy about it at first, but like all of her songs it kind of grew on me. So of course, I am out there tearing up the dance floor and you know the part came on about "dropping it". So of course I dropped it and on the way up, I felt my self being scurried away from the dance floor. Rev straight grabbed me off the floor and told me I could not "carry on" like that any more because he is a Minister. Wow. I didn't know it was that deep. I understand his point, but here is mine. I am still young. I am a young First Lady. None of my other friends are in the same position that I am in. On the ride home the reality of how my life was going to change slapped me in the face. I will never be able to have a drink of any kind at any place in Chesapeake. I am not talking about "get crunked up" drinking, I am talking about "have a glass of wine or a cocktail with the girls" drinking. In order to do this I have to go all the way to Virginia Beach and still watch my back that no church folks see me. It makes me sad because it feels as if my life is being dictated by other people's expectations. Rev even had a problem with my outfit of choice that night(pic to follow). I thought I looked fierce. Baby Phat Stretch jeans, cream cami, Beige short sleeve blazer, and cream peep toe espadrilles. He said I didn't look like a ministers wife. I am still young. Most First Ladies are in their late 30's and 40's. So sure, they probably don't dress like me. They shouldn't. I'm in my twenties. There are things I won't wear now, because they are clearly for the 18 and under crowd. With the exception of all that I had a good time.
Today is work out day. During the family reunion I lost my little laminated card with my perfect treadmill work out on it. I have decided to start kicking things into high gear by going for steeper inclines. And running longer. I don't think the 30 minutes is cutting it anymore. I brought my Mp3 player with me and I have a killer play list ready for action. Here is a sample:
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awwww man! being a young first lady will be tough but you can work it out just like you worked the dancefloor out! i was worried about my career (education) and social life mixing cause imagine my children's parents seeing me droppin it like it's hot downtown!!
wonderful, insightful post!
you need to just go at a higher level i.e. 5 instead of 2 for the same 30 mins. athletes tell you its more abt intensity than length. lmao @ the minister's wife droppin it!!
@stacie: I never thought about it like that with teachers. I wonder how I would react if I saw one of the teachers at the club droppin it like it's hot....
@jameil: I tried the 5 percent incline this weekend. BIG difference. I really felt like I had a workout. So 5 percent incline 3.5 mph for 30 mins is the new workout.
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