<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853</id><updated>2011-10-11T18:11:17.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-7705794159978719275</id><published>2011-03-26T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:27:18.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream BIG!!!</title><content type='html'>Dram BIG!!! Is that really so bad? Why do some people put those big dreams down? I mean, is there anything really that is impossible to do or accomplish? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream BIG. That has always been my "problem". Other people saw it as a problem, not me though. I've always been called a dreamer, even when I was just a little tiny girl. My mom told me once, when I was four I saw a picture on TV and I told her: "Mommy, I want to live there". It was Japan. Growing up, all I ever did was read books and carry a notebook with me so I could write my stories and poems in. I had a whole collection of "Notebooks" all over the house... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I grew up, got married, and had children... FORGOT all the things that mattered to me over time. I woke up one day not knowing who the heck I was. I didn't like the person I have become. I would look in the mirror and I didn’t even know who this woman was staring back at me with those big sad eyes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I went to buy shoes... and everything changed for me. lol. I met this wonderful person, so full of life and just plain awesome. He was just like me I thought. He liked the same things in life; he did some of the things I always wanted to try. We got along tremendously and he made me realize that he was everything I didn't even know I wanted, but most importantly, he was just like me, and he was AWESOME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made me think... a lot. I felt I knew him all my life and then I realized he WAS what I always wanted to be. Needless to say, it made me realize what i needed to change and do to get there. Without going into much detail he made me realize that just like him I was AWESOME too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don’t fall into the category of “normal” people. I was told many times by many different people that I should be playing with other kids, or when I got a little older, to stop dreaming and join the real world. The world where, unless you have an 8-5 job that pays your bills, really doesn’t count. Who is anybody out there to tell me, or anyone else for that matter, what we can and cannot do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed the things that didn't work for me any longer, still working on some other things. This year is ALL about ME, and not in a selfish way. I am finally writing my first novel that I am going to publish. I have unlimited monthly pass to a Yoga studio in town. My friend and I are going at least three times a week. I also did a belly dancing class, always wanted to try it and I can tell you I had a blast. I purchased things that are meaningful to me, things that make ME happy. I try to remember to meditate each day, even if it’s just for ten minutes at the time. I walk each day about seven miles. Just yesterday I took on two new challenges; Run 5K in 8 weeks and 100 push-ups in six weeks. I can do this, I know I can. I have also learned something new about relationships. Never go into one with any expectations and definitely do not punish someone new for the old mistakes and pain someone else has caused you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I suppose I’m gonna go on being a dreamer and trying to accomplish all my dreams. I am slowly getting myself back and yes it is hard, but it is the best feeling in the world to feel that you’re actually doing something you’ve always wanted to do. Dreams do come true as long as you're willing to do something about it. Have a blessed day everyone, and keep on dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-7705794159978719275?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/7705794159978719275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream-big.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7705794159978719275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7705794159978719275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream-big.html' title='Dream BIG!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-7220687896271588728</id><published>2011-03-05T22:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:04:10.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's Saturday night, I'm sitting in the house and thinking of writing a story, but I have to be inspired to do it... Anyway, lately someone special has been on my mind, his name is everywhere I look. I can assure you this is not a good thing if you're trying to forget. Since I believe in signs, I keep asking myself, what does this mean? I want to forget, but why does everything remind me of him? I mean little things, in two of my classes there is a guy with his name, every single movie I have watched recently his name is in the credits, I saw someone wearing the same shoes, shorts, I&amp;nbsp; also met someone who actually looks a lot like him.... What are these signs trying to tell me??? Couple of days ago I took the long drive home from school and while I was waiting to cross the street there were like 10 cars turning, so I waited, didn't pay attention at all until I had this feeling in my stomach that made me look up... And there he was, turning. He looked too, our eyes locked on each other and I followed him turn and vanish from my view. ﻿I thought to myself, why and how? He doesn't even live in the same city any longer, he couldn't have recognized me... I have short hair now and I had these huge sun glasses on, so there is no way he could know... but he looked, and I have a feeling that he knew it was me. We got along tremendously, we were good friends, maybe more for a short time, but due to many circumstances we couldn't be together and&amp;nbsp;he choose not to talk to me. That's the part that hurts the most. Many of those things that were in our way are gone now, and I still wonder what if??? I don't want to wonder any longer, he knows how to find me, but he chooses not to. When I met him all I wanted was to buy pair of shoes, but now all I want is to forgive, forget and go on... I just want to learn to let go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-7220687896271588728?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/7220687896271588728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/03/signs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7220687896271588728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7220687896271588728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/03/signs.html' title='Signs...'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-8162878415697631378</id><published>2011-02-24T19:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T19:23:40.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again...</title><content type='html'>I don't even know where to start... I am so hurt right now. Remember my post earlier when I said I was smiling a lot? It's gone, completely disappeared. Without going into any detail about the situation, the person who was making me smile a lot has betrayed me... AGAIN. I am without any real words right now to explain how I really feel. All I can say is I am very hurt and disappointed. I am trying so hard to stay positive, and I am not doing so&amp;nbsp;good right now. I will get through this, I am strong enough, it will just take some time... I also want to say that I truly hope the other person involved is doing well and is happy and safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-8162878415697631378?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/8162878415697631378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-we-go-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/8162878415697631378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/8162878415697631378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again...'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-6344890051864883730</id><published>2011-02-17T22:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T22:47:12.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It amazes me time after time how one single word spoken to me can change the whole outcome of my day.&amp;nbsp; I mean I can have the "one of those" days when things just don't go very well for me; or I can just feel sort of down and someone special says, or texts, or calls me and tells me something sweet and my whole attitude changes.&amp;nbsp; The other day I was having a bad day and somewhere in the middle of the day I got simple text that said "Hi Honey".&amp;nbsp; It made me smile for the rest of the day.&amp;nbsp; How amazing is that??? Tonight again, I was feeling down so I decided to go out for a run/walk.&amp;nbsp; While I was walking my phone paused the music and delivered a text that was simple and sweet... But that little text made me smile big, lol. And it made me happy.&amp;nbsp; So, we should all try to let someone know that we care.&amp;nbsp; Remember, smile at everybody, strangers too, because that might be the only good thing someone receives all day... Share the joy with everyone you get in touch with.&amp;nbsp; Knowing that someone cares about you is probably the best thing you can experience in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Btw, the weather here is gorgeous&amp;nbsp;so I have been outside walking and running.&amp;nbsp; It feels great... And tonight I'm loving you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-6344890051864883730?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/6344890051864883730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/02/kind-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/6344890051864883730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/6344890051864883730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/02/kind-words.html' title='Kind Words'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-2642446987057250740</id><published>2011-02-09T09:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T09:11:42.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Each day is a blessing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Your Breath is a bridge between your Conscious Mind and your Unconscious Mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Take a deep breath in and slowly exhale... That is all you need to do. With each breath you take think to yourself &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;It's a Beautiful Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!! See where that takes you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-2642446987057250740?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/2642446987057250740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/02/each-day-is-blessing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/2642446987057250740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/2642446987057250740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/02/each-day-is-blessing.html' title='Each day is a blessing!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-3786318195942555477</id><published>2011-02-08T19:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T19:07:54.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's ALL About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since the beginning of time... well OK, maybe not that long, I have been taking care of everything and anything, taking more and more things on, keeping busy&amp;nbsp;and in the process I have completely lost myself.&amp;nbsp; So, I figured this year I am taking care of myself.&amp;nbsp; I don't mean just physically, I have been already doing that.&amp;nbsp; Everything I do this year I will do with a focus on me.&amp;nbsp; This year is going to be great, I can feel it.&amp;nbsp;So far, I have cut my "bad cords" and I am so full of energy and just to think of all the possibilities... It truly does feel amazing.&amp;nbsp; I have joined The Science of the Mind class, only been to one class, but I think it's gonna be cool.&amp;nbsp; I am so ready to change my stinking thinking, it's been way too long that I have been putting myself down, letting others use me, not believing in myself, saying can't, not thinking I'm worth it... The list goes on and on.&amp;nbsp;Even though my year didn't exactly start the way I want it, it is turning out for better as the days go by.&amp;nbsp; A lot of new things are happening. I am meeting new people, starting new things and for the first time in my life I feel like I am truly doing things my way.&amp;nbsp; One other little thing, even though I am not ready to&amp;nbsp;share the details just yet, I have been so happy the last few days and I &amp;nbsp;have all the intentions&amp;nbsp;on keeping it that way.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say I am smiling a lot more these days.&amp;nbsp; Like I said, this year IS all about me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-3786318195942555477?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/3786318195942555477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-all-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/3786318195942555477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/3786318195942555477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-all-about-me.html' title='It&apos;s ALL About Me'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-7656798648141361293</id><published>2011-01-15T11:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T11:48:40.651-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY</title><content type='html'>Why do I let people back in my life after they have already hurt me once? I guess to get hurt by them again.... Obviously I haven't learned my lesson YET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-7656798648141361293?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/7656798648141361293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/01/why.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7656798648141361293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7656798648141361293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/01/why.html' title='WHY'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-7689483064930906391</id><published>2011-01-01T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T17:25:33.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLECTIONS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What a year 2010 was... It's actually hard to summarize everything that has happened, everything that I have learned and everything that made me who I am today. Where do I start???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was very emotional year, that's for sure. I have finally made that one big hard decision, the one that changes everything. After years of trying to overlook some things, and dealing with some other things, and trying to "fix", or make things work... I finally feel like I have made a step in the right direction. At least I hope I did. I have left my husband of over 11 years. Don't think of him as a bad or mean person, he is far from that. I don't think he is capable of being a bad person, but we have grown apart to the point of no return. It was one of two hardest things I had to do in my life. For my kids, myself and yes him too. He has lost himself as much as I have lost myself over the years and it was the only way to get back "us", not the together us but more so the individual us. It hurts me to see him hurt, especially knowing I'm the one who caused him that pain, but I had no other choice... I do hope and wish that he can forgive me eventually. Paul, if you ever read this please know that I have loved you very much, I will always love you in some way, and you will have a special part in my heart. We have created two beautiful children together, that needs us and I know we can give them everything they need, just not together... Please try to understand my point of view, and please forgive me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last year, I have also met someone, who showed me that I could "feel" again. He "brought back" the things in me that I have always wanted, but put aside. The things on my to do list before I die, the things that made me happy. He was everything I ever wanted. Unfortunately, I fell in love with this man, but it was never meant to be. There were to many circumstances around us that it was impossible to go forward with anything. We got along tremendously as he said at one point, but it wasn't enough. We couldn't go forward, but we couldn't be just friends either. I made a mistake of letting him back in my life the second time, knowing that I shouldn't. I was right, I got my heart broken again. Saying my good bye to him was the second hardest thing I ever had to do. Knowing him, had thought me one lesson though. Be careful what you wish for, you might actually get it. So, Adam if you ever read this, please know one thing. You will always be someone special to me. I can't hate you, even though I tried. You have thought me valuable lesson. I am awesome, and so are you. I will always remember when you said: It takes one (awesome person) to see one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have met many interesting people last year, some have become my best friends, some are very dear to me and some I have "lost". It was hard loosing few people that I have considered my friends, but for what ever reason, they didn't feel the same way about me. I was hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daniel and Jenifer, I love you both, you will always be two of my best friends. Jeni, I feel really bad about the things you are going through at this time, but know that I will be here for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tammy, THANK YOU. Thank you for everything you have done for me. For all the times you have been there for me and everything else in between. Love you girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;J, THANK YOU, for the last two years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lita, I love you very much. I can't even describe how much I value your friendship and how much you have helped me the last couple of years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My daughter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dajana&lt;/span&gt;, thank you too for everything. I love you and miss you very much these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My son &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Admir&lt;/span&gt;, I really miss you and I do hope to see you very soon. Love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gabe and Aye, love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much. One day when you are older you will understand all of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are so many other people that have affected my life too and I just wanna say a big thank you to you guys too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As, you can see, I don't have just one best friend and I truly believe that is OK. I love my friends, and I always will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One last thing I need to say here is I do not like who I am becoming. I have grown as a person and every day that goes by I learn something new about life, about myself. Even though some things I have discovered are not "good" things, it's still wonderful. For once again, I love life. My friend has told me": It's not good or bad, it just IS. I have yet to fully learn that. BUT, because of all my "fails" I have also become very cynical. I block myself from any possible pain that might or might not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happen&lt;/span&gt;. I have build these walls around me so big, tall and thick that is almost impossible to break through. I run away or push away anyone who tries to get close to me, before it's too late. I have realized something too, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ONE thing I want the most is also the one thing I fear the most. LOVE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Someone just told me what my motto should be for this year. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Be prepared for what you wish for, as you may very well get it". Thank you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kyss&lt;/span&gt;. I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One thought for the end:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I don't and can't regret anything that once made me smile". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-7689483064930906391?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/7689483064930906391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/01/reflections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7689483064930906391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7689483064930906391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2011/01/reflections.html' title='REFLECTIONS!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-5467828338413747854</id><published>2010-11-04T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T08:32:30.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>Yes, wow is the only thing I can say as of right now. Wow for the time passed since my last entry; wow for the changes that have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; in my life recently; wow for all the cool, interesting people I have met in this last year; wow for getting enough courage to "weed out" so called friends who were bringing me down; wow for finding my own tune I get to dance to... You get the idea... I am slowly getting back to the whole blogging world and more so to actually sharing my triumphs in the always changing world we all live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today I'm going to leave you with this quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"I don't regret anything, it always seamed like a good idea at the time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-5467828338413747854?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/5467828338413747854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2010/11/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/5467828338413747854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/5467828338413747854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2010/11/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-5475234088561075060</id><published>2010-05-19T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:22:46.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk about the NEW beginnings!!!</title><content type='html'>In the last two years, I have realized my lost dreams, acted upon them, reinvented myself, and the best thing of all, I have found out what I "&lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt;" want in life... I know it sounds crazy, but sometimes you just have to say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I went back to school in January, had fun, and did very good. I was afraid of not belonging there after all this time, but I was proven wrong. Now I am actually applying for Honors Program. You know, I need more work. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. While in school, I have met a new friend, who has become one of my best friends these days. Pretty darn cool, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have also met someone, who has opened my eyes to new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;possibilities&lt;/span&gt;. All I can say is this person is AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;" Life is too short... Break some rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;uncontrollably&lt;/span&gt;, and never regret anything that made you smile. Life may not be like a party we hoped for, but while we are here, We Should Dance..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-5475234088561075060?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/5475234088561075060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-talk-about-new-beginnings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/5475234088561075060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/5475234088561075060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-talk-about-new-beginnings.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about the NEW beginnings!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-4728577535418880501</id><published>2010-04-13T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:09:22.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My walking partner!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1XCrDw_fZFo/S8UVC6k66HI/AAAAAAAAAHo/X5xfD94DQ6k/s1600/275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459793263084628082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1XCrDw_fZFo/S8UVC6k66HI/AAAAAAAAAHo/X5xfD94DQ6k/s400/275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PoPo&lt;/span&gt; aka Kiss!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have to admit it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; funny when your puppy starts walking behind you and after about five miles just decides to sit in the grass and look at me as to say: "Are you kidding me? I'm done".  But it is a lot of fun to walk with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-4728577535418880501?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/4728577535418880501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-walking-partner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/4728577535418880501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/4728577535418880501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-walking-partner.html' title='My walking partner!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1XCrDw_fZFo/S8UVC6k66HI/AAAAAAAAAHo/X5xfD94DQ6k/s72-c/275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-3970878148305360924</id><published>2010-01-27T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:25:54.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I just realized I don't care!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I try very hard not to take things personally, but it doesn't always work. I have't posted in a long time due to some events that took place. I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accused&lt;/span&gt; of not posting accurate results and even after proving that I was right with my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;measurements&lt;/span&gt; I was still told that it was not true. I am sorry but to me that was very personal. What I found ironic is that she (my friend) has said that she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;measured&lt;/span&gt; her pedometer against the treadmill and it's correct for what she does. The thing is I have redone my pedometer three different times and I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;measured&lt;/span&gt; it against the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;treadmill&lt;/span&gt; and it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accurate&lt;/span&gt;. All I can say is WHATEVER. I have been doing this for over a year and I CAN walk 10-11 miles in two and half hours. There was no way I could do that when I started. So from now on when I post, there will be no numbers, just time. I know what I am doing is a right thing to do and I don't need to prove anything to anyone else. I can not stand people who judge, those are the people that only think one way and if you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disagree&lt;/span&gt; with them, well you get the idea what happens next. Just recently I was very hurt by one comment on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; account, because the person who posted it had no idea what was going on (still has no clue), the person assumed the truth the way she sees it. I know I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; have taken it to the heart, but it made my blood boil. I started this blog thinking that maybe my success would give someone else the courage to become better in any way it fits. I still hope I can accomplish that. I am gonna leave you with this little saying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So LOVE the people who treat you right. Forget about the one's who don't. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-3970878148305360924?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/3970878148305360924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-realized-i-dont-care.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/3970878148305360924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/3970878148305360924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-realized-i-dont-care.html' title='I just realized I don&apos;t care!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-1558011470995494214</id><published>2009-10-29T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:47:23.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am doing a Marathon!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A friend of mine kind of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;challenged&lt;/span&gt; me today. I was told that my little gadget is maybe not calculating the right numbers, because it seems it is unlikely to walk 10 miles in 2 and half hours. So, I had to prove to her and myself that I was walking as much as I have been saying. Today I drove my car the distance I usually walk and it was the SAME as my little gadget says. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;According&lt;/span&gt; to that, my calculations were correct. But that was not enough for me, so I did some research today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;average&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; marathon walker will require 6-8 hours to complete the event ( 26.2 miles)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;which is between 4.37 miles an hour &amp;amp; 3.275 miles an hour.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;At the peak of training , &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; walkers are spending 4-6 days and 10-16 hours a week walking.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I walk each day for Two and Half hours (17.5 hours total). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So, if you look at those statistics would you agree with me that I am and can walk 10 miles in Two and Half hours? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway, that wasn't enough for me either, so after doing more research during the day this is what I came up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Southern Indiana Classic Marathon and Half Marathon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I am doing Full Marathon (26.2 miles) on April 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The 2010 Southern Indiana Classic Marathon is a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Boston &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Qualifier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2011 Boston Marathon&lt;/span&gt; and all the proceeds from this inaugural event benefit &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The American Diabetes Association.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This is very close to my heart and I am very excited for doing this.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The 18 week full marathon training program starts December 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Wish me luck!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PS: I only walked little over 8 miles today and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; did buy the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;battery&lt;/span&gt; for my gadget, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-1558011470995494214?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/1558011470995494214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-doing-marathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/1558011470995494214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/1558011470995494214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-doing-marathon.html' title='I am doing a Marathon!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-906290399257509776</id><published>2009-10-27T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:43:48.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing in the RAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, I wasn't dancing, I walked, but it was as much fun as dancing. The battery on my gadget died so I couldn't measure my steps and all. But I know for sure I walked over 8 miles. Anyway, on my walk this morning I was thinking I need to call my friend Lita for a little get together. I was listening to my music and thinking of all the things I wanted to do, sorta making my list in my head. Anyway, I looked up and guess who was right in front of me. My friend Lita, who was walking her dog. So, I joined her, we talked and walked together. The rain didn't matter, the chill in the air didn't matter, the fact that we were both getting wet didn't matter... What mattered was this little bit of time we got to spend together. So, call your friends and family and spend some time with them... We all get so busy with life that sometimes we forget or just take it for granted, what really matters in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-906290399257509776?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/906290399257509776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/dancing-in-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/906290399257509776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/906290399257509776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/dancing-in-rain.html' title='Dancing in the RAIN!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-2540466151328275194</id><published>2009-10-22T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:35:27.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too much to say!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't do any walking yesterday, I guess it was my day off. I went out this morning and had fun. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. They finally opened this trail through the woods and it is really fun to go through there every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will leave you with this quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I have found that if you love life, life will love you back."  ~Arthur Rubinstein, Polish-American classical pianist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;18353 steps; 11.01 miles; 1047 cal; time: 2:36,08&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-2540466151328275194?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/2540466151328275194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-too-much-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/2540466151328275194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/2540466151328275194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-too-much-to-say.html' title='Not too much to say!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-7430726110984359247</id><published>2009-10-20T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:43:52.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel this is the norm these days!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was too tired last night to actually come on here and post, but I walked. Today I also walked, but had to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt; in a doctors &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appointment&lt;/span&gt; in between my walking. After my first round of walking this morning I felt it just wasn't enough. Honestly I think I am craving more and more, so I have decided to participate in the marathon next year. What do you guys think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday's numbers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;17.684 steps; 10.61 miles; 999 cal; time: 2:28.16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's numbers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;16.096 steps; 9.66 miles; 928 cal; time: 2:18.13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-7430726110984359247?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/7430726110984359247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-this-is-norm-these-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7430726110984359247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7430726110984359247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-this-is-norm-these-days.html' title='I feel this is the norm these days!!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-2704418809514410790</id><published>2009-10-16T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T12:03:34.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It feels so good!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I walk anything under 4 miles, it just doesn't seem like I really did anything. So the last week or so I did walk some days and I missed some (we had a lot of rain) and finally yesterday I was upset and I was eating junk and I realised there was something really big "bugging" me. So after talking to my friend Tammy last night I knew what it was that was killing me inside. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I did not walk at all last three days. So to make myself feel better I went this morning for what I thought would be a little walk (at least four miles) and I ended up walking for about two and half hours. I FEEL great. Moral of this story, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Each and every day do something just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; makes you feel on top of the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;17,302 steps; 10.38 miles; 992 cal; time: 2:27,18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-2704418809514410790?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/2704418809514410790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-feels-so-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/2704418809514410790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/2704418809514410790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-feels-so-good.html' title='It feels so good!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-7503948749995828891</id><published>2009-10-10T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:56:33.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just a quick note. My foot is much, much better. :) I don't have so much pain in it and I have been able to walk between 7 and 10 miles a day. NOT, every day, but close enough. As for surgery on the foot, right now we are just kind of waiting to see what happens. I have been really trying to focus on my home business lately to jumpstart it again, that is why there is lack in updating this blog. I promise I will try harder in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-7503948749995828891?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/7503948749995828891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7503948749995828891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7503948749995828891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/10/update.html' title='Update!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-4553706170110304008</id><published>2009-09-27T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:27:31.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; for not being on here much lately. Sometimes life gets you by surprise!!! I have had some family emergency I had to deal with and also injury to my foot. I have been walking off and on in the last two weeks but not as much as I used to. At this point it looks like I will have to have minor foot surgery, but not a 100% sure. I will update as soon as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-4553706170110304008?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/4553706170110304008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/4553706170110304008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/4553706170110304008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time.html' title='Long time!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-84075432078652102</id><published>2009-09-09T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:02:28.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Discover what works for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Enroll in this weight program and you'll lose 30 pounds in five days!" "Come to this free seminar and after spending one hundred dollars on books you'll be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;millionaire&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There is no quick fix, no panacea that will work for every person. Success rarely happens overnight or in five days. Even the Twelve Steps are only suggestions. Although proven to work, the details and decisions about how we apply those Steps in our lives are left to each one of us. And few things happen overnight, except the beginning of a new day. Listen to your mentors. Examine what's been tried and true, and has worked and helped countless others along their paths. The Twelve Steps are one of those approaches. But don't be taken in by false claims of overnight success and instant enlightenment along your path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;True change takes time and effort, especially when we're changing and tackling big issues. We can often get exactly the help we need at times from therapist, book, or seminar - the best things in life really are free and available to each one of us. The Twelve Steps, again, qualify in this area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Discover what works for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Trust that you'll be guided along your path and receive exactly the help and guidance you need. Then give it time. There really isn't an easier, softer way. (Language of letting go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I thought this was really appropriate for all the people who are trying to get better (fit). BTW, I really like my new gadget. No picture yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10783 steps, 6.47 miles, 644 cal, time: 1:28 08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-84075432078652102?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/84075432078652102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/09/discover-what-works-for-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/84075432078652102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/84075432078652102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/09/discover-what-works-for-you.html' title='Discover what works for you...'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-747534903221963042</id><published>2009-09-08T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:53:45.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new gadget!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New Balance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wrist pedometer and heart rate touch watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last week but today was the first time I used it. It took me few days to actually sit down and read the instructions and set it up. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. So, after I walked for little over half a mile I realised I didn't started my new toy. :) Anyway, today I walked for what I thought felt around 5 miles. I was so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pleasantly&lt;/span&gt; surprised when I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;checked&lt;/span&gt; my new toy. I walked 7.12 miles. Now add another half a mile to that. I did great and I really didn't get that tired. I guess all this time when I walked I did it longer that I thought I did. Pretty cool if you ask me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I didn't update each day this last week, but I did walk all but two days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to post the picture of my new toy tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;11867 steps, 7.12 miles, 679 cal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-747534903221963042?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/747534903221963042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-gadget.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/747534903221963042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/747534903221963042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-gadget.html' title='A new gadget!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-4216583203863893900</id><published>2009-09-01T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:31:36.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn to say I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We hear a lot about becoming whole. "Become a complete human being." Start on the pathway to becoming whole." "You won't find romantic love until you're complete." Frankly, these kinds of comments often confused me. But than I decided that wholeness relates directly to the process of detaching and letting go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is admirable to go after our dreams and know what we want to accomplish. But after we identify what it is we're after, we need to let it go. We need to know in our hearts and souls that we're okay whether we ever get what we're after or not.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; (As long as we try).&lt;/span&gt; Another friend described it this way. "It's the old Zen Buddhist thing," he said. "When you're one with yourself, life becomes magical. You can get whatever you want." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The most powerful and magical words we can say in the language of letting go are these: &lt;em&gt;I am&lt;/em&gt;. Then we step it up one notch by learning to say, &lt;em&gt;I am complete just as I am&lt;/em&gt;. (Language of Letting go) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So I only walked 4 miles this morning. Not as much as I wanted to, but it got hot outside and I thought I would just go again at night. Weeellll, instead of walking tonight, I am watching one of the movies I love, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ever After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. BUT &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I love myself just as I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-4216583203863893900?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/4216583203863893900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/09/learn-to-say-i-am.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/4216583203863893900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/4216583203863893900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/09/learn-to-say-i-am.html' title='Learn to say I am...'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-7670840153004411991</id><published>2009-08-31T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:46:38.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Fun Walk!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tonight I walked with my daughter. OK, we talked more than we walked, but still. We just had so much fun and we laughed and laughed. It was a good day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I didn't do much at all. I stayed in and just relaxed. Sometimes you got to do that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-7670840153004411991?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/7670840153004411991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/08/short-fun-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7670840153004411991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7670840153004411991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/08/short-fun-walk.html' title='Short Fun Walk!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-7292762527624354384</id><published>2009-08-30T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:59:26.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't know what you have 'till its gone!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;25 pounds gone. I feel great. I am really starting to love myself. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I also think I am due for some new walking shoes 'cause I just got some new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; clothes. Today I only walked for 4 miles and I would have walked more, but I was so thirsty so I had to go home. Note to myself "Bring some water with you". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;August 28, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since I did not write anything yesterday I just want to let you know I walked 6 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-7292762527624354384?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/7292762527624354384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-dont-know-what-you-have-till-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7292762527624354384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/7292762527624354384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-dont-know-what-you-have-till-is.html' title='You don&apos;t know what you have &apos;till its gone!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-1824476416709702255</id><published>2009-08-27T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T18:33:14.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop ruining your fun!!!</title><content type='html'>Stop comparing and judging. Those two behaviors can drain all the joy out of a perfectly good life. We compare this time in our lives to another time. Than we decide that this time is worse, not as much fun. Or we compare our life to someone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we decide the other person is having more fun and success than we are. Comparison is judgmental. We judge this to be better than that, and this to be worse than the other. By comparing and judging, we deny ourselves the beauty of the moment and the wonder of the life that's in front of us now. Instead of deciding if a situation is good or bad, just be thankful for it-the way it is. Most things are neither good nor bad, unless we attribute those judgments to them. Most things simply are, and they are what they are, at this moment in time. Go into the moment. Let it be what it is-free of judgments and comparison. Can you believe how beautiful it is, right now, right here where you are? Why didn't you see that before? If comparing and judging is draining all the joy out of your life, start putting some fun back in it by applying a little gratitude, instead. (Language of letting go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this insert from the book. It reminds me of how I used to think. I always compared myself to other people and to myself from 10 years ago. That did not get me anywhere except more not liking myself. Once I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stoped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comparing and judging I slowly started to love myself. Now I try to do thinks I always wanted, like learning Korean language at the moment. I am planing to go visit Korea for three months in the spring of 2011. How cool is that? For the longest time I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all my dreams and wishes, but now I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being me, and I am loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I was walking my 4 miles, a mail lady &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stoped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me and said: "I see you here every day, You do a lot of miles here, don't you"? I said: "I try to do about 5 miles in the morning and few more at night". She was like :"Very good for you, that is just awesome, you look great, keep doing what you doing". I smiled and said: "It makes me feel good". She smiled back and said: "See you tomorrow". I can tell you one thing, THAT comment from a stranger MADE MY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait another day to make yourself feel good. Do it now. Just start no matter how small it is. Walk for 10 minutes, even 5, but JUST DO IT. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-1824476416709702255?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/1824476416709702255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/08/stop-ruining-your-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/1824476416709702255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/1824476416709702255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/08/stop-ruining-your-fun.html' title='Stop ruining your fun!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017258323076114853.post-3611530305420760848</id><published>2009-08-26T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:24:18.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to a better me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome to my first post about &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Beginnings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have started my journey to a better me in September of 2008. My friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kariberryugogirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;has given me an idea of starting a blog about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There comes a time in life when you stop and take a look at who you are, where you are and what you have done. I have had many life changing events in the last year and half that have caused me to really think about my life. After taking that long look I did not like what I saw. What happened to all my dreams and hopes, why did I given up on them? And who exactly was this person looking back at me from the mirror? She had a very slight &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;resemblance&lt;/span&gt; of me, but she was 35lbs &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;heavier&lt;/span&gt; than I ever was. And she had lost the happy glow from her face... It took me a moment to realise that "she" was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; me. But this was me who was NOT happy. Not happy with the way I looked, or the way my clothes fit, or my life at the time. People who know me will tell you I was never overweight, not really. But that is because I am really good at "hiding" the imperfections with certain clothes. I have asked myself so many times "where did ALL these pounds came from?" I don't eat much and I like healthy food. What happened? But than all of a sudden I knew. With every new stress that I was faced with I found comfort in food. I didn't eat much, but all the little snack I had were enough. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than one day I woke up and I knew, I couldn't change other people and I couldn't change the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;circumstances&lt;/span&gt; but I could change ME. I can not tell you where my inspiration to "better" myself came from but I can tell you my biggest motivation. The "old, younger" me. I used to be very skinny (too skinny, if you ask me), athletic and full of life. I wanted it back. But there was this little problem, I hate gym, and who really wants to get back into the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; routine again? So, I said to myself "I am going to walk every night by the river". I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt; that spot because it has this calm feeling when you're there, it's pretty and to tell you the truth it makes me relax and think and just be me. Over last year I have had some bumps in the road when I couldn't walk and I took couple of breaks (almost three months of breaks) but in the end over period of 9 months I have lost 22 lbs. I am very proud of myself and I feel great. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am hoping that with this blog I can inspire others to start getting fit or just to have a positive outlook on life. I am going to try to post daily inspirational quotes or stories too. I will let you know about many of the new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beginnings&lt;/span&gt; in the future posts but for now join me in this journey and let's ALL get fit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017258323076114853-3611530305420760848?l=sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/feeds/3611530305420760848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/08/journey-to-better-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/3611530305420760848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017258323076114853/posts/default/3611530305420760848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanela-newbeginnings.blogspot.com/2009/08/journey-to-better-me.html' title='Journey to a better me!!!'/><author><name>Sanela K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364206761528343939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mN8UZehsmw/TXMAZo-lV4I/AAAAAAAAAMI/m1ai1F_nH7U/s220/sanela.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
