I feel pretty, oh so pretty. Celebrate.

Good Things About Today.
1. It's Nick's first full day back at school in two weeks. We had snow, snow, snow, President's Day, snow, and snow to blame.
2. Shaun White and the Half Pipe show were incredible.
3. It's Thursday--that's always good.

So the title to this entry comes from My Fair Lady. I'm sure you all know the movie--Audrey Hepburn is transformed from grammatically challenged Eliza Doolittle into proper speaking, immaculately dressed Eliza. At the beginning of the movie she's down on her luck with little money or social grace---they also try to play down her beauty, but let's face it--we're talking about Audrey Hepburn here--classically beautiful without even trying. I'm sure she would have rocked the "just left the gym and here I am in my sweat pants" look every time. I digress.

Have you ever had an Eliza day? One where you wake up feeling like you could successfully take on the world with one hand tied behind your back? AND you'd look like a million bucks doing it. We've all had a few in our lives, maybe one thing stands out over another: you looked incredible, you dealt with problems so effortlessly, or everything just fell into place. Something was just 'right' with the day--it's one of those times you keep in your pocket, stashing it away for the 'crap is raining down on me' days.

I want all of you to think of your best Eliza day--the one where, for whatever reason, you felt transformed--where you were the one rocking the look, the test, the situation. For some reason, we celebrate these days once, often forgetting to take stock of the beautiful parts of life. Today is the day I want you to take time to remember, and from now on don't allow yourself forget. I also encourage you to post your memory and share it with others.

Here's my Eliza Day.
April 12, 2008 (my brother's birthday) I completed the Commit to Be Fit Half Marathon in Columbus, OH. I ran it in 2 hours 12 minutes and I cried at the finish line. By the finish even walking was painful--I didn't do a good job training, and thus had injuries in both legs when I ran. Regardless, I finished--and the Eliza part of my day was that my two little boys, my husband, and my sister (with her two kids) were all there to support me. Not that they remember now, but my boys saw me cross the finish line. Additionally, my good friend Heather, who ran a half a week later met me at the finish--and she cried too. I was totally elated and felt like nothing could get in my way that day. I felt transformed--invincible (except for the legs.) To top off the perfect day: I ate as much pizza as I possibly could cram in that evening. It rocked.

So--now share. What's yours! Get inspired.

Beck

Oh, and day two of lent and so far so good.