Why I could possibly have no children...

Howdy, Howdy, Howdy ! So this weekend I went to Myrtle Beach for Black Bike Weekend. (Disclaimer: I do not ride, and haven't since I was kid on my daddy's bike. My friend's family is from there and she suggested a girls weekend. ) We've been before but as kids. So we really had no idea but I learned today, Kevin Hart.

So where does the idea of you having kids fall into this ? Well I'm glad you asked, like to hear it ? here it go. I wanted to literally take a bullhorn and all yell to the mountain tops with all the ratchetry I was witnessing. The first night we arrived, a Kappa party was suggested but I had no confirmation on age group. I DO NOT DO men shimmying for my affection 18 and up and sometimes 21 and up depending on the spot. We ended up riding on the Ocean Blvd. Which was nothing but people walking and slow riding. It wasn't that bad. I saw the familiar dunk riding, bikes zooming thru and guys trying to holla.  Now, the next night we ended up doing randomness and had to meet up with someone, so back to Ocean we go. Saturday night, the ratchetry reached critical mass !!!! Critical mass !!! I witnessed a woman walking around in cheekies (victoria secret ultra small boy shorts), a woman (a 30 yr old ) wearing a body suit that only covered her boobs and vajayjay, a woman popping her behind on the back of a bike, all kinds of behind hanging out of something (male and female), this white guy running for his life being chased by all these black guys. All that was for about 5 short blocks. I don't even wanna know what would have happened if we kept having to go down the street.

I say all this to say, If these were my children, I would have been snatching wigs. Heads will roll is an understatement. This makes me scared to have kids, because while I hope I would raise them right, it only takes one time and your life is jacked. What if that were my daughter walking around trying to get attention from men by thinking it's cool to have her behind hanging out of some shorts that say "Got dick" (true story). What if my son thought because everyone else is doing it, I should act a fool too ? These and other "what if's" scare me. I know nothing is guaranteed but it truly made me second guess having kids someday. I probably still will, but I pray I find balance so that they don't rebel and become the very thing I was trying to prevent.

Do you worry about having kids and how they will turn out ? Why do women think showing a bunch of skin will get them the man of their dreams ? Do men not realize that women rarely look at booty when searching for a man but that other men do ? Just a few thoughts....

I want to say thank you to all the fallen armed forces ! You are loved and not forgotten !

Guess what I did ???.

I completed my FIRST...yes, FIRST Half marathon this past weekend in North Myrtle Beach, SC ! I finished the DIVA Half Marathon in 3 hrs and 18 mins and some seconds. I originally wanted to run a half the Fall of 2010, but I got hurt.

This time I trained with Black Girls Run, Raleigh/ Durham. I still ended up hurt but only because I wanted to play co-ed touch football. (My never I managed to heal myself enough to participate. Not only that, but I sliced the back of my heel leaving the steam room 1 day before I had to run. Talk about bad luck :( . It didn't matter , I was so close, I bandaged myself up and pressed on. During the race, I was snapping pictures, dancing to music on my ipod as I did my run 2 mins/ walk 1 min intervals. I started feeling it the last 2 miles. I was tired but my will and my friend Wanida, would not let me quit. By quit, I mean walk the rest of the way. I don't quit in the traditional sense, It's not in my DNA. After coming around the bin, we sprinted in toward the finish line and I immediately thanked GOD because, honey chile...exactly.

I feel sooo powerful. I'm a goal-oriented person, so being able to successfully complete tasks pumps me up. It took me a little longer, but I made it. Today I'm wearing my Diva shirt. I'm not really hurting , aside from the arch in my foot. I'm amazed because I swore I would be sore for days.

This is apart of my healthy lifestyle. I don't only do it for me, I do it for we, remember ? I am by no means perfect but my genetic makeup makes me susceptible to certain diseases that can be avoided with proper nutrition and exercise. I want to be around for a long time and though I indulge, I manage it.

What accomplishments have you made lately ? What are your goals ?

Viva, folks, viva !!!