A Nice, Long Walk

As southern California is finally  providing its deprived citizens with sunshine and warm weather, the only place for us to be is outside. No ifs, ands, or butts about it.

So that is exactly what TJ and I decided to do. As soon as I got off of work I raced home, changed into comfortable clothing, and ran out of the house as if it was on fire.

And so we began our walk through Mission Viejo.

I love to hike. In fact, Yosemite is one of my favorite vacation spots. (Which speaks volumes given how prissy I can be) However, I must admit that at certain times, the walk from my place to TJ's was terrifying. Especially walking over the bridge that connects Ladera Ranch to Mission Viejo. Let me explain:

On one hand, one side of the road provides you with a beautiful view from the top of the bridge... with a loooong way to fall down should you fall over. Obviously the likelihood of falling over the side is, well... not likely at all, but my fear of heights makes all dangerous outcomes seem like a possibility.

On the other hand, there is a busy road on the exact opposite side with cars racing by at at least 55 miles per hour.

In my head that adds up to either death by breaking my neck or getting hit by a car...

And yet, the view was absolutely stunning and completely worth letting my inner scaredy cat show.

Motivation

I, like many others, HATE the gym.
I like to think of myself as an easy going, down-to-earth, happy-go-lucky type of person... but all of that goes out the window when my boyfriend tells me it's time to get our butts to the gym.
Recently, however, I have found my motivation. The one thing that makes me want to go work out and get in better shape.

Victoria's Secret models. Specifically from the Swim catalogs they were nice enough to send me after I signed up for the Angel Rewards card.

While I did happen to fall in love and purchase a bathing suit from the catalog, it quickly became my mission to look just as good in it as the model.

Jeweled Push-Up Bandeau

It could happen, right? Especially since I have about 3 months until my first bikini-required vacation of the summer: a weekend-long girl's cruise to Mexico.

Either way, I bid you adieu. Now that I have more than one reason for going, I want to get this butt in bikini-worthy shape before the start of summer ASAP.