This post was not inspired by Jersey Shore

Ciao Amore! (Hi Love)

I've decided to brush up on my Italian.

I know the basics and I understand better than I speak, but I'm disappointed that I don't know more. The funny thing is I took Italian classes all throughout elementary school and even took a summer course in Italy in grade 11. My summer trip ended up teaching me more about lax European drinking laws than how to communicate. Sidenote: my parents do not find this amusing. 

Even in Venice this past summer I would make fun of my best friend, who just added an 'o' to every word and said it with an Italian accent, hoping it would make sense. For example: to ask for a garbage she would say, "Garbagio?" Needless to say, the puzzled looks we got were endless.

So I recently purchased Let's Talk Italian, a complete 8 CD audio learning course. For under $15 (there was a 30% promotion going on) I can spice up my morning commute.

People who drive beside me probably think I'm having a really fun conversation on my bluetooth. Little do they know I'm actually reciting Italian words. I find this hilarious and quite sneaky of me. Most of the first CD I already know, but there are little things that I'm still learning.

My favourite word thus far is PERICOLO which means danger. Sidenote: This is no way to imply that I am a dangerous or bad driver.

Now this may sound ridiculous to some, and may warrant some teasing from my Italian friends but sooner or later I'll be sitting here.

So try something new and expand yourself or keep drinking that "haterade." 1


1-  Okay now that was inspired by Jersey Shore which is not a real depiction of Italian people at all, but trashy reality television entertainment that should not be taken for more than what it is: trashy reality television entertainment.

James Brown said, "GET UP OFFA THAT THING"

Today in the computer lab of my social media class I had an epiphany.

I looked around the room at everyone zoned out at their computer screens. Click. Click. Click. Type. Type. Type. Tweet. Tweet. Tweet. You get the picture.

I then realized that my neck kind of hurt and I was sitting sideways on my chair. I wasn't focused on anything but the screen in front of me. I recapped the past few months and thought of how much time I've spent clicking, refreshing, driving, taking notes, typing, watching and resting on my derrière.


I thought, JC (less offensive than the full version but still wrong, sorry Mom) I'm on the path to an early demise. Here I go being all dramatic again but Women's Health Magazine further confirmed my seemingly ridiculous statement. Scary!

It also feels like a million years ago that I decided to set that fitness challenge. The weather is no longer suitable for dog walking. My schoolwork has piled up beyond words. I'm stressed, tired and the last thing I want to do is get off my chair, couch, stool or recliner. I'd even take going to the dentist- because heck I even get to sit there. 

My reasoning is absurd and my body is actually showing me that it doesn't like me.  My sister dared me to pick up her boyfriend the other night. I refused (both out of embarassment- I mean how awkward is that?) and because I know I couldn't do it. She forced us by saying, "Why are you guys getting so awkward? It's not like I'm asking you to kiss!" Anyways, I tried and didn't even get him off the ground.


So today I came home and decided to face the elephant in my basement...the treadmill. All in all it wasn't so bad. I watched an episode of SATC while doing cardio, lunges, squats, weights and sit ups. 

And guess what? My body feels good. I know tomorrow is gonna hurt. But I say give me pain. I'll try to keep at it and give some updates.

Now back to the academic grind.