Last week, I was out for lunch with friends and then there was this situation: we talked about an acquaintance (not even a friend), and I said:’ I don’t know more than this, he didn’t tell me.’ The answer of my friend was:’ Well, maybe cause he was scared you would share it on your blog.’
That made me think. See, you know me. I am extroverted, I am a Social Media addict (not all of them. Someone please clarify as to when the HELL I created a Google+ account and why and what is it anyway – I am stupidly clueless), I am a passionate writer, and I am a narcissist. That’s why I can keep up this blog since almost 2 years (DON’T remind me that I forgot all the blogiversaries so far). I know that for some people it is difficult to understand as to why the hell I would share my whole life with the whole world. And that’s ok. I provide a huge platform of vulnerability and take the risk to be criticised when sharing so much personal stuff on the Internet. I don’t have a problem with that. Far from it. I love honest and straight people, cause I am just the same. I say what I think, so I like if I get the same attitude back. Different opinions lead to interesting discussions. Perfect.
And if someone is bored to death about everything I write, that is fine too. No big deal to click away. Maybe I am a pain in the ass with my blogposts on Facebook. That’s Social Media life. I think as a blogger, you have to be a little of a pain in the ass. It’s part of the success :-)
Writing is my passion, my life. Even though I don’t do it as often as I wish and even if I don’t earn money with it, it is what – besides training – I LOVE to do. I might sound like a prig, but I never ever wrote an essay back in school under the mark of 5.5 (6 is best). As said – it’s my passion. Besides that I love the action itself, it is my favorite way to express myself. I don’t have a problem with talking in front of many people, but writing means so much more to me. It helps me to reflect, it helps me to clear my head, I can be creative, I can be silly, serious and it challenges my intellect. If I can help, inspire or support people out there at the same time, then even better. If I can entertain and make people laugh out there, even better. If I can share useful information, tips and ideas, even better.
But I would NEVER EVER share private stuff from someone else. Maybe I posted a pic or 2 in the past about someone I didn’t ask first, and I am sorry about that. Though I never got any complaints. But I give my best to ALWAYS ask first when pictures or articles about someone else go up. I have all the respect for my friends, family and everyone else in my life who do not want to be featured on here.
I have a bunch of best friends with whom I share pretty much everything with. They know me, my life, my character in and out and my struggles. And they share everything with me too. Does anyone really believe I would write about this here?! I consider myself as a true, faithful and loyal friend, I have friendships that last since over 30 years. I know what it means to take care of friends.
Also – maybe, one day I will have a new man in my life. Maybe. My Ex, Sandro was just as extroverted as I am and he didn’t have a problem to be featured on my blog here and there. But that’s not everyone’s thing. This blog is about me and even if my closest people don’t want to be on here, that is perfectly fine and I will respect that for all times.
Talking about sharing stuff about myself: Remember that I took part in a photoshooting for a personal trainer website? Here you go.
Why the fuck do I hold the barbel like this. I am a chick, yeah, but THAT? Cheesus. Also, I wanna know my thoughts in this pic. Or….nope. Maybe I don’t want to know. I probably thought about something inappropriate, as always. Plus, I daresay they made my boobs smaller. I am not a fan of them, but hey, where are they?? Normally they almost jump out of the tank top, assholes (the boobs, not the editors…..).
Is this ME?? I look SO awkward. But I felt comfortable, I swear. This is my favorite version of pull ups :-)
Good, we have that out of the way. Now food.
Said lunch with the CrossFit community was so nice. It was warm and sunny, we sat in the garden, cracked tons of dirty jokes, discussed inappropriate things (again) and I had a lovely beefsteak with mysterious veggies and salad during all that.
Most of them just got out of bed (oh, the students!), so it was breakfast for them – not for me. You know I can not wait until 11:30 to eat breakfast, unless I had a wild night out and stay in a booze coma until forever.
My breakfast was a big bowl of a VERY new to you meal:
2 eggs, 4 eggwhites, oats, banana, cacao nibs
You see, my kitchen mojo is nowhere to be seen. I don’t have any recipe ideas (ok, I didn’t even make the effort to think about something) and if I don’t cook up my weekendly pancakes, then I am really lazy. Cause Weekend are for pancakes. Maybe next time.
At least I cooked up my meals and didn’t buy any packed salads at the supermarket. Win.
Sweet Potato Wedges, Mushrooms. Zucchini, Peppers, Chicken
More food out of Tupperwares:
I still miss my tupperware, guys…..
A shocking ugly Blueberry-Oatmeal-Protein-Smoothie Post Workout:
AND! My favorite dessert of the year is back!! Roasted Cinnamon Squash with Chocolate Dip. Oh bliss.
Do you consider yourself extroverted or introverted?
Did you already have your fair servings of squash?
What do I think in the squatting picture?
xxx
Lucie
