My last lazy OOH-RAH

I know you might be saying "Did she say OOH-RAH?  What is a OOH-RAH anyway?" so I'll first define OOH-RAH for you.  OOH-RAH is commonly heard within the military most notably said by the Marines.  It is their war cry.  OOH-RAH is conceived in sweat, nurtured in drill.  It is raw determination and gut-wrenching courage in the face of adversity.  It cannot be administered.  It is not planned and put into action.  It cannot be manufactured.  OOH-RAH must be purchased.

Today has turned out to be my last lazy OOH-RAH.  It was not planned and put into action.  I did purchase it at the tune of $20.  I simply got up today still not liking my weight or the way I look in the mirror as I've done for far too many mornings to date.  Without thought I ate ice cream for breakfast within an hour of waking up.  Then for lunch I had a mushroom and swiss burger with deep friend curly fries and a large cherry coke for lunch.  Oh I also had 2 hand breaded (with white flour I'm sure) chicken strips with honey mustard sauce.  Then I decided to check up on some of my Facebook friends that I hadn't had a chance to read up on lately.  Enter Tracey with a war cry screamed so loud I had to cover my ears.  I go to church with Tracey and she runs.  She's also a Team Edward TWIHARD. Need I say more? Ok I will. She also has 2 boys like me.  If that doesn't make you want to run to Tracey's web site then I don't know what will.  If you need to know what a TWIHARD is then go here.

So I was reading Tracey's blog and suddenly realized that I had entered into my last lazy OOH-RAH. I don't know what I'll have for dinner but since today's my last lazy OOH-RAH then I can assure you it will be some tasty, not good for me, include some kind of chocolate BLISS.  Guaranteed.

Then at 5 a.m. tomorrow morning begins a new OOH-RAY for me in response to Tracey's war cry.  Now I must confess that Tracey has no idea she issued a war cry to me.  The war cry was in my ears.  No one else is as delusional as me to infer a cry for war from Tracey's blog.  But none the less the cry for war has been issued and I'm responding back with a GREAT BIG OOH-RAH.  Tomorrow morning the blood, sweat, and tears path to a smack down begins.  I'm going to rise early in the morning and run (translation: walk with wheezing, double me over cramps, sweat dripping in my eyes).

I see your HOLLA! Tracey and raise you an OOH-RAH!!

Let the fun begin!