Watching the Olympics makes me want to try harder at being fit and doing things that I am proud of.
In the spirit of donating, Friday I went to a fundraiser for SPCA with my friend Michelle. It was a Zumba class where you came dressed as your favorite animal. I was a lady bug (I even have wings) and Michelle is a tiger. FUN!
This week I also donated blood, which I do semi-regularly. My dad is a lifelong champion doner and a few years ago I started giving blood, too. The first time I donated was actually because my mom called me from the blood drive to ask me to come pick her up since she had just passed out. Since I was there and waiting for her to recover, I figured I'd give a pint.
In 2008 my dad was hit by a car on his motorcycle and was smashed to pieces. He was internally bleeding to death and was the recipient of many pints of blood, which, along with incredible doctors and at least 2 miricles, saved his life. So now it feels even more important to donate because I know it can save the life of someone I love. The pic is of him in May enjoying spending time with his two grandsons.
I met some nice folks there, sucessfully donated a pint, didn't pass out, and have a really funky bruise on my arm because I have challenging veins! (I'll spare you the pick)
Saturday I had a great dinner with Dabney, my client Sarah and another health coach/new friend, Kristen. We're all getting psyched for the Clean Food Challenge which starts tomorrow (Monday!) and we had a feast of lots of delicious whole foods: Baked beets and sweet potatoes, brown rice with pesto, salad with avocado and cucubmers with fresh dill and lemon juice.