EndorphinGirl is keeping it short and sweet this evening.  Lent is over so the 40 days of endorphin rituals have concluded.  Well, hmm, not really.  EndorphinGirl is not feeling much noticeable progress so the ab carving, planking and sit-ups will continue and continue and continue.  It is 'weird' that the progress is so limited because she did stick with the give-ups as well.  There was no consumption of Starbucks, or Lays potato chips OR Tostitos for all of those 40 days of Lent. 

EndorphinGirl is a little perplexed because while the endorphin feelings have been swell, the endorphin waistline has been swollen!  Hahaha.  Well that’s not really funny!  And of course she did all of this for Lent anyway; the endorphin' was an added 'benefit'!

 

All the same, in keeping with the endorphin theme, since this is the endorphin blog, there is a remedy to the swelling.  Specifically, to reduce the 'swelling' and to ensure continued endorphin', EndorphinGirl has signed up for a 10k.  In fact just this evening she received an email from EndorphinDaughter about an upcoming 10K in NYC.  Yup, the EndorphinGirl_Daughter team is really already signed up.  EndorphinGirl now must go from ROCing to really running.  (She was going to write rolling but she did not!)  Game on.  It is now time for the Run-10K-club.  Okay she does not have any intention to run 10k a day, but she will work her way towards the ulimate run day goal.  She is feeling groovy already about this new challenge.

 

That’s all she’s got for tonight.  She will leave you with an image of EndorphinGirl singing in the rain.  Remember, April showers bring May flowers.  EndorphinGirl is looking forward to those May flowers.  This week's image is coutesy of EndorphinGirl's son! 

 

Until next time, guest comments oh so appreciated in guestbook and keep on endorphin.

 

EndorphinGirl

EndorphinGirl™

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The end all of feminine Super Heroes, Endorphin Girl fights unhappiness, depression, aches and pains and basically anything that doesn't feel like your entire body has just burst through the event horizon of a black hole at a final climactic radar gun read of 187,000 miles per second only to discover that beyond the speed of perfect love lies an alternate universe with a full cooler of ice cold anything you desire to quench the sweet lava like oozing fire in your love parched throat as well as hot bags of tacos, buffalo wings and Fritos, with nary a complaint about crumbs or eating in bed, followed by the nap of the millennium and a wake up full body massage

 

Source:  Endorphin Girl. (n.d.) In Urban Dictionary online. Retrieved December 14, 2012, from https://www.urbandictionary.com/