Morgan Beck Squared

I absolutely love connecting with fans and reading fan mail.  However, lately I have been receiving letters that have images attached asking for autographs.

Awesome!  Reasonable enough request. 

I normally expect the usual athletic shot of me crushing a ball or screaming mid victory with the opponent crying into their hands on the other side of the net (I don't have an image like that but I can vividly picture it in my head so it exists) so when people look back at that autographed image, they just may remember what it is I do.

But I guess that just seems to make too much sense.  Instead I have been receiving bikini clad, provocatively posed, cleavage popping out of all seams types of images.

Now I know what you are thinking...."It's your fault! If you don't want people sending you those images then DON'T TAKE THEM (insert thought bubble here calling me some whorish name).  

Here's the catch....The images that I am being asked to sign are NOT EVEN OF ME!

Does it look like I would be able to jump out of the sand with those tig ol' bitties?

NO!

Does it look like this girl is even an athlete?

NO!

It looks like she has never lifted and weight in her life.

Okay, she's pretty so that is flattering and her name just so happens to be Morgan Beck as well, but don't be sending me letters claiming you're my #1 fan AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I LOOK LIKE!

So for those fans (who just so happen to be middle aged men) who are waiting to receive these images back in the mail with a pretty little signature and a kissy mark next to my John Hancock, you now know why you will never see those pictures again.

But thanks for being fans

I Promise To TRY (key word: try)

So 2012 eh?

Here goes nothin'

Enjoy Food

As an athlete, my body is considered a machine, thus I must fuel it as such.  My body will run on sugar about as efficiently as a car would.   Food is good.  It is not evil.  As badly as I want to think it is constantly taunting me and making me despise it due to constant cravings, I need to accept I can't survive or succeed without it. 

Blog More

This one sucks.  I have such little inspiration but I am just going to start rambling and see where it takes me.  Russia kind of killed blogging for me.  So here goes nothing.  If you stop following my blog, I don't blame you and I'm not upset about it.

Girl Time

This one sucks even more.  Gals, I love ya but most of you cause me to have that sharp pain between my eyebrows.  Clothes, shoes, boys....all great topics, but I can only handle it once a week.  (See my mentality?  This is a problem)  So in a much needed attempt to open myself up to more quality "girl time," I am shooting for a girls' night once a week.  

Lose Weight

I know this is so standard and most of you are rolling your eyes and aggressively exhaling in annoyance.  Get over it!  Even though my goal is to lose weight, the main part of my goal is how I am going to approach it.  I love the quick fix and the extreme "no food" diet but I realize that this approach is STUPID and will only result in short term success.  Sooooo I am not allowed to lose more than 20 pounds this year.  That's less than 2 pounds a month.  That means I can live up to my first resolution of enjoying food.  See where I'm going with this?

Focus On ME

I like this one and I think i'm going to be really good at it.

Totally Selfish.

2012

My New Year night in pictures with the one and only Killa Cam!

Why can't people doing a distance relationship still have dates?

I'm talking about physical dates.  Not sitting and talking on the phone.

I'm thinking the usual getting dolled up for your man, putting on your heels, and heading out to the local coffee shop for a date over coffee or cooking up a homemade meal, lighting a candle and opening a bottle of wine.  

Who cares that you'll be talking via Skype. 

(that's the catch)

Why can that not be a real date and why shouldn't it be treated as such at times?

Now ladies, if he lives within a 100 mile radius (Yes! 100 miles) then this is not acceptable.  He can get off his lazy ass and take you out on a proper date.

And boys, don't go driving down the street to the local Starbucks to put you 101 miles away.  That's cheating

Ladies, if he does go the extra mile in order to make him eligible for the Skype date, then he's not worth it anyways.

I think i'm going to give this Skype "date" a try.  I believe it should be special talking to that special person.

And that's my random thought for the day.

New York

How can you say anything negative?

I want to move there.

Not only is a fun place but just living there requires daily exercise walking up and down the streets just to window shop or eat.

The food is better, the people are in better shape, the shopping is the best, the lights are brighter, and the days are far more exciting.

I mean com'on

You really can't go wrong, unless of course you want to be able to stop in the streets and have a friendly conversation.  Probably not the ideal place to do that.  But nonetheless, there is something for EVERYONE there.

I'm in love.

My assistant and I spent day one wandering the streets while waiting for our room to be ready at the beautiful Essex House hotel on 59th near Central Park South.  We stopped at a cute little french restaurant for breakfast and then did a little window shopping before scooting off to our meeting with CAA.

Day two was spent doing much of the same around Rockefeller Center and then hailed one of those infamous NYC taxis over to my Uncle Kenny's restaurant, Patroon's, to help him celebrate Christmas at his Christmas tree lighting party.

If you're ever in NYC, you MUST go eat there.

46 and Lex

The service is fantastic and the food is AHHHHMAZING.  Oh oh, and for all you singles looking to mingle, his rooftop bar is great for meeting those suit and tie types who spend their post work hours grabbing a quick drink.

The highlight of day three was a meeting that took place 42 stories above Times Sqaure.  The view was breathtaking and I have now decided that a New Years Eve party in the lobby of this office is a must.  The floor to ceiling windows provide prime seating to watch the ball drop far above all the chaos on the streets.