Ah yes, ground turkey, squash and cottage cheese.
I will pretty much eat any combination if the texture is good. Ironically, plain yogurt grosses me out, and I cannot remember the last time I ate it voluntarily.
My mouth, my rules.
It was a pretty typical Tuesday with clients, interspersed with moments that I honestly considered beating a couple of teenage boys with medicine balls. They are a different breed. I understand that its "cool" to complain about certain things at that age, and everything appears to fall into the "sucks" category, but at some point shut up and figure it out. You want to talk about playing at the next level, being the best, and dominating the field or court, then do whats necessary. You have 2 choices: continue to improve or get out of the way of those who do.
I had one kid continue to text during a workout and it was literally all I could do not to break his thumbs and then practice my curve ball with the stupid phone. Unbelievable. It bothers me enough when the adults do it, but some own their own business or are doctors and on call, so I get it. But when you're anywhere between the ages of 12-18 and living with mom and dad, nothing is that important. You own nothing. That phone is not yours and neither is the underwear you are sweating in.
Its safe to say that is a pet peeve of mine....one of the many...
My own workout today was great. I had to hit shoulders, biceps, and quads so it felt like it took forever. It didn't. Tyler was there to keep me company as we discussed college life between sets. Yes, I realize for those of you who witnessed bits and pieces of 2001-2005 there is great irony in me giving college advice, but hey I made it in 4 years, have a great career, avoided substance abuse (coffee doesn't count), and no std's. Where are the honorary ropes for that?
Point is, I had a great workout, and thank you Tyler for the brief distractions from my lactic acid cesspool that seemed to be overflowing in my thighs.
My day concluded with an ongoing game of "Would you rather...?" with Garrett. If you've never played here's the deal. You give someone 2 equally horrible options and begin it with would you rather...? Its pretty much a lose/lose every time and yet I am always entertained by the creativity of it all. I was laughing so hard I could hardly get my questions out. Classic end to a Tuesday.
On that note, I am pooped and need to get geared up for Wednesday. Two more days and then I will be laying on the beach sweating (a given), and contemplating turning bocce ball into a sick form of dodgeball with my brothers.
That place will never be the same.
Night folks!
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Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Take It Off
The chicken I just cooked is unbelievable. Its just chicken, I realize, but its the simple things in life like perfectly cooked poultry that one must learn to appreciate. Right now, I am on a meat-high. I've got my jazz music rolling and I am in my own little world....just me....chicken...salad...and Oscar, who is currently bathing questionable body parts in the middle of the kitchen. Sort of fitting for this household honestly. I wonder if he ever looks down and thinks "dang,...something is missing...hmmm...."
If I had a dollar for every male nipple I saw today I could make it rain on my entire cul-de-sac. Apparently there was a shirt-less memo that went around this morning that I missed. I saw more male chests and abs than I seen since spring break '02. Every time I turned around someone had their shirt off....Brian...Garrett...Tyler...Zimm....Patrick....
Show me a line up of navels and I could correctly identify each of them. Wow, my life just reached a new low.
Workout was awesome today. I had shoulders and core. It was a brutal shoulder circuit, and I was shocked at how much energy I had even through the cardio. Gotta love days like that.
Well, it was a solid day with clients and I was thrilled to hear that several people were truly getting back on track in regards to food/nutrition. Yes, vacation can set you back a couple of weeks if you're not careful, but why keep in that downward spiral? Ask yourself this....Where am I headed with this? If you're eating poorly, not exercising, and putting on weight, guess what? You're headed for more of the same, which will only produce further discouragement. Suck it up, accept where you are now, and commit to move forward. If you're waiting for it to get easy, it won't. If you're waiting for someone to push you, they may not. Take responsibility for your own health and be bold enough to spark change.
That's my moment-of-passion for the evening ;)
Its 9pm and I have so much to do before hump day. Make it a great one. Keep moving forward!!
If I had a dollar for every male nipple I saw today I could make it rain on my entire cul-de-sac. Apparently there was a shirt-less memo that went around this morning that I missed. I saw more male chests and abs than I seen since spring break '02. Every time I turned around someone had their shirt off....Brian...Garrett...Tyler...Zimm....Patrick....
Show me a line up of navels and I could correctly identify each of them. Wow, my life just reached a new low.
Workout was awesome today. I had shoulders and core. It was a brutal shoulder circuit, and I was shocked at how much energy I had even through the cardio. Gotta love days like that.
Well, it was a solid day with clients and I was thrilled to hear that several people were truly getting back on track in regards to food/nutrition. Yes, vacation can set you back a couple of weeks if you're not careful, but why keep in that downward spiral? Ask yourself this....Where am I headed with this? If you're eating poorly, not exercising, and putting on weight, guess what? You're headed for more of the same, which will only produce further discouragement. Suck it up, accept where you are now, and commit to move forward. If you're waiting for it to get easy, it won't. If you're waiting for someone to push you, they may not. Take responsibility for your own health and be bold enough to spark change.
That's my moment-of-passion for the evening ;)
Its 9pm and I have so much to do before hump day. Make it a great one. Keep moving forward!!
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Feeling Old...er
Sunday morning.
I just finished peeling 36 eggs, browning turkey meat, and making meatballs. My house smells like an interesting combination of basil and egg yolk, which is horrible by the way. Lavender/vanilla = much more appealing. That's probably my favorite yankee candle scent...well, and anything having to do with Christmas. In addition to being a shoe whore, I am also a Christmas whore.
Ha, where's that greeting card Hallmark?
Seriously, the fact that they can make a candle that smell exactly like a Christmas tree, Christmas cookies, etc. is pretty mind blowing. And yes, I realize that spending more than 2 seconds contemplating this is a waste of time...
I cleaned out my closet yesterday.
I do this fairly often, but it amazes me how some clothes look totally different when you try them on later. I swear I got rid of several shirts that made me look 6 months pregnant. Not the look I was going for. So then I have this moment of self-doubt....Did I wear this and actually think I looked good?...Was I accidentally shopping in the maternity section?...Was I intoxicated when I entered the store?...
Momentary panic before immediately throwing the items in the goodwill-go-make-someone-else-look-prego pile.
The weekend flew by just like every other weekend post-college. Friday night I had dinner with a lovely and dear friend from high school. I think we sucked all the oxygen out of that restaurant from talking so much. That's how we do. I ordered the salmon, as I always do at that particular place, and I may have drooled a few times on the plate. I meant to take a picture. Clearly, I got caught up in telling stories....it was the perfect way to cap off the week.
Last night I attended a graduation party for Tyler. God I feel old. Having been at a job where I've worked with athletes from the time they were starting middle school up through high school and then beyond, I literally feel like an old woman. Many of you are shaking your head because you've felt this way for years. Fine, let me marinate in my shocking dose of reality for a second.
I kept looking at him and his friends thinking how young they seem and doing the whole did I look that young? thought process. The answer is yes. Senior year:
Its been a full weekend and I'm not quite done yet. Getting ready to go celebrate an early Father's Day with my dad and the whole Parker crew. Family gathering means a few guarantees...
1. Something inappropriate in reference to a bodily function will be discussed while eating.
2. Mom will show us her latest project which will involve glitter, jewels, or both.
3. David and Jordan will fake punches and crotch-kicks to one another all afternoon.
4. Someone will cry. My money is on mom.
5. Dad will brag about his garden.......which is ironically located in the middle of the front yard and pretty sure devalues the house.
6. I will sweat the entire time.
7. Mom and/or dad will wear something that I will later have to secretly extract from their closet and burn.
...that list could probably go for another page or so.
Ah yes, family time is never boring.
Well folks, rest up for another week. Be excited to have another opportunity to be better tomorrow than you were today. Stay focused. Keep moving forward.
I just finished peeling 36 eggs, browning turkey meat, and making meatballs. My house smells like an interesting combination of basil and egg yolk, which is horrible by the way. Lavender/vanilla = much more appealing. That's probably my favorite yankee candle scent...well, and anything having to do with Christmas. In addition to being a shoe whore, I am also a Christmas whore.
Ha, where's that greeting card Hallmark?
Seriously, the fact that they can make a candle that smell exactly like a Christmas tree, Christmas cookies, etc. is pretty mind blowing. And yes, I realize that spending more than 2 seconds contemplating this is a waste of time...
I cleaned out my closet yesterday.
I do this fairly often, but it amazes me how some clothes look totally different when you try them on later. I swear I got rid of several shirts that made me look 6 months pregnant. Not the look I was going for. So then I have this moment of self-doubt....Did I wear this and actually think I looked good?...Was I accidentally shopping in the maternity section?...Was I intoxicated when I entered the store?...
Momentary panic before immediately throwing the items in the goodwill-go-make-someone-else-look-prego pile.
The weekend flew by just like every other weekend post-college. Friday night I had dinner with a lovely and dear friend from high school. I think we sucked all the oxygen out of that restaurant from talking so much. That's how we do. I ordered the salmon, as I always do at that particular place, and I may have drooled a few times on the plate. I meant to take a picture. Clearly, I got caught up in telling stories....it was the perfect way to cap off the week.
Last night I attended a graduation party for Tyler. God I feel old. Having been at a job where I've worked with athletes from the time they were starting middle school up through high school and then beyond, I literally feel like an old woman. Many of you are shaking your head because you've felt this way for years. Fine, let me marinate in my shocking dose of reality for a second.
I kept looking at him and his friends thinking how young they seem and doing the whole did I look that young? thought process. The answer is yes. Senior year:
Its been a full weekend and I'm not quite done yet. Getting ready to go celebrate an early Father's Day with my dad and the whole Parker crew. Family gathering means a few guarantees...
1. Something inappropriate in reference to a bodily function will be discussed while eating.
2. Mom will show us her latest project which will involve glitter, jewels, or both.
3. David and Jordan will fake punches and crotch-kicks to one another all afternoon.
4. Someone will cry. My money is on mom.
5. Dad will brag about his garden.......which is ironically located in the middle of the front yard and pretty sure devalues the house.
6. I will sweat the entire time.
7. Mom and/or dad will wear something that I will later have to secretly extract from their closet and burn.
...that list could probably go for another page or so.
Ah yes, family time is never boring.
Well folks, rest up for another week. Be excited to have another opportunity to be better tomorrow than you were today. Stay focused. Keep moving forward.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Opening doors
Monday,...here I am.
Coming off of an eventful weekend, the alarm went off a little too early this morning. I finished the week with a bout with the pilates reformer machine...Anna nearly killed me. My inner thighs were raw and I was caught in a couple of positions that I'm pretty sure are only acceptable in the hospital...while giving birth...
I needed the stretching though, and an extra day away from the weights was a good thing. I felt stronger today and ready for anything...well, sort of....
I jacked the weights back up and went for reps of 10-12 on all major strength movements (rows, WG pull-ups, shoulder press,...), and then went 12-15 reps on all isolation moves (DB curls, lateral raises,...). I finished the day with a 4.25 mile jog and then gladly hit the shower. I was pleased with the workout and am surprisingly looking forward to leg day tomorrow. Eh,....I take it back,...I totally take it back...
Had an awesome day with clients. One client in particular had an incredible victory this weekend. She won her age group in a local 5k, and had a PR. This was huge for her.....this came from a woman who used to be 90 pounds heavier and not even be able to walk a mile. So proud of her. But what's even more exciting is watching her start to genuinely believe that she is capable of more. More than what she used to do. More than what others may have thought was possible. More than she believed was achievable just a few months ago. Awesome. It made my day to say the least.
Other big shout out....I went to watch Tyler play soccer last Thursday night. The AAA state champs versus the AAAA state champs. Intense game, T had a critical PK....nailed it...they walked away with a win by 1 goal. Awesome job...and some sick foot skills....all that running made me tired and made me appreciate the measly 4 miles I ran today. To be honest, soccer might be my nightmare....running back and forth for 90 minutes and telling me I can't touch the damn ball with my hands. I was done at the "running" part. Hard to believe I was the catcher on the softball team, right?! Ha....yeah right....all I had to do was squat and talk crap to the batter. Check and check.
Well, I better head to bed...long day awaits.
Keep moving...always up :)
Coming off of an eventful weekend, the alarm went off a little too early this morning. I finished the week with a bout with the pilates reformer machine...Anna nearly killed me. My inner thighs were raw and I was caught in a couple of positions that I'm pretty sure are only acceptable in the hospital...while giving birth...
I needed the stretching though, and an extra day away from the weights was a good thing. I felt stronger today and ready for anything...well, sort of....
I jacked the weights back up and went for reps of 10-12 on all major strength movements (rows, WG pull-ups, shoulder press,...), and then went 12-15 reps on all isolation moves (DB curls, lateral raises,...). I finished the day with a 4.25 mile jog and then gladly hit the shower. I was pleased with the workout and am surprisingly looking forward to leg day tomorrow. Eh,....I take it back,...I totally take it back...
Had an awesome day with clients. One client in particular had an incredible victory this weekend. She won her age group in a local 5k, and had a PR. This was huge for her.....this came from a woman who used to be 90 pounds heavier and not even be able to walk a mile. So proud of her. But what's even more exciting is watching her start to genuinely believe that she is capable of more. More than what she used to do. More than what others may have thought was possible. More than she believed was achievable just a few months ago. Awesome. It made my day to say the least.
Other big shout out....I went to watch Tyler play soccer last Thursday night. The AAA state champs versus the AAAA state champs. Intense game, T had a critical PK....nailed it...they walked away with a win by 1 goal. Awesome job...and some sick foot skills....all that running made me tired and made me appreciate the measly 4 miles I ran today. To be honest, soccer might be my nightmare....running back and forth for 90 minutes and telling me I can't touch the damn ball with my hands. I was done at the "running" part. Hard to believe I was the catcher on the softball team, right?! Ha....yeah right....all I had to do was squat and talk crap to the batter. Check and check.
Well, I better head to bed...long day awaits.
Keep moving...always up :)
Monday, August 22, 2011
oontz oontz oontz
Its 8:20 and I just sat down with my dinner...I need about 4 extra hours in a day.
By the end of last week I was a little over the edge and in much need of some rest. The weekend couldn't come soon enough, and I hibernated practically all weekend. I cleaned, cooked, organized, watched Christmas movies, and pretty much hung out. Yes, I watch Christmas movies all year...it my thing. Don't knock it. Friday alone I managed to only hold 3 conversations that day...such a stark contrast to my Monday through Thursday. But I needed a little "verbal break" if you will. Hell, I hardly spoke to myself that day...
All in all, great weekend.
Ah yes, here we are at Monday. While I was definitely able to have some down time the past few days, my body did not feel 100% today. This is my 4th week with reps 6-8 on everything, so my body is getting pretty darn tired. I've hit a few plateaus on certain lifts, and my hands and knees are getting pretty sore/irritated just from the actual load. Next week I switch to 4-6 reps....yeah, I will be walking like an old woman, cursing to myself, the usual...
Today was upper body...
Weighted wide grip pull-ups
Flat DB bench press
Bent over BB row
DB flys
Seated shoulder press
French press
DB raises
BB curls
Finished with sprints and was ready to be DONE at that point. It was a long day to say the least...in some need of rest and then back at it tomorrow. TZ better bring your A game at 6am big boy! I will be in ridiculous-mode at that point...shocker.
Alright, its past 9 and after piddling around on facebook, (30 minutes of my life down the drain), I need to wash dishes and then head to bed. Leg day awaits!! Woohoo!!
Night!
By the end of last week I was a little over the edge and in much need of some rest. The weekend couldn't come soon enough, and I hibernated practically all weekend. I cleaned, cooked, organized, watched Christmas movies, and pretty much hung out. Yes, I watch Christmas movies all year...it my thing. Don't knock it. Friday alone I managed to only hold 3 conversations that day...such a stark contrast to my Monday through Thursday. But I needed a little "verbal break" if you will. Hell, I hardly spoke to myself that day...
All in all, great weekend.
Ah yes, here we are at Monday. While I was definitely able to have some down time the past few days, my body did not feel 100% today. This is my 4th week with reps 6-8 on everything, so my body is getting pretty darn tired. I've hit a few plateaus on certain lifts, and my hands and knees are getting pretty sore/irritated just from the actual load. Next week I switch to 4-6 reps....yeah, I will be walking like an old woman, cursing to myself, the usual...
Today was upper body...
Weighted wide grip pull-ups
Flat DB bench press
Bent over BB row
DB flys
Seated shoulder press
French press
DB raises
BB curls
Finished with sprints and was ready to be DONE at that point. It was a long day to say the least...in some need of rest and then back at it tomorrow. TZ better bring your A game at 6am big boy! I will be in ridiculous-mode at that point...shocker.
Alright, its past 9 and after piddling around on facebook, (30 minutes of my life down the drain), I need to wash dishes and then head to bed. Leg day awaits!! Woohoo!!
Night!
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Tuesday smack down
Tuesday is generally one of my favorite days....its not nuts like Monday, its not long like Thursday, its just a very non-controversial day. Today, Tuesday punched me in the face and then proceeded to drag me by my hair until I was ready to cry "uncle" by the afternoon.
I got to work extra early to make sure I was mentally prepared for the day, and honestly felt pretty good. By 9:15 I hit I wall. I was dizzy, exhausted, and just wanted a nap...ridiculous. And I truly hate when I start to feel like that prior to a workout. As if its not going to be hard enough, let's add some fatigue on top of it. Geez. I had chest, shoulders, and core today. I kept weights as heavy as possible, but was honestly struggling during my first exercise. Everything just felt heavier than normal...so I gave it what I had, finished with a 4 mile run, and that was about all I could do...
By 3:30 my head was on the desk and I literally fell asleep for a few minutes while writing out workout plans. The phone woke me up. Stupid phone. 3:45-5:30 was pretty much a blur, and I was surprised and pleased to finish the day without banging my head against the wall. Seriously though, it was great to be back at work, interact with clients, and just be on my normal-yet-severely-ridiculous schedule. I enjoyed telling them about my trip to Texas and the many "this would only happen to me" stories. Speaking of, Lora I was in a mini nightmare on my first flight back from McAllen. It was a smaller jet...maybe 70 people total. I start counting to make sure my eyes were not deceiving me before we boarded...yup, 13 kids....13. I think I nearly went deaf from turning up my iPod so high. It was 1:00 in the afternoon and I knew these little rascals were already at level 8 on a serious sugar high. I was pretty much doomed. Needless to say it was a long flight, but thankfully, there was no crying. If they had started crying, I would have as well...just before I threw something...
One thing I did learn in Texas was that when a Hispanic woman offers you the "mild" sauce, and you're a white chick with a weak stomach, just say no. There is nothing "mild" about it and you will likely lose your esophagus. Lesson learned.
Ryan and I got in a couple of really good workouts while I was there. My back is still sore from Friday, and my calves from the 6 mile run on Sunday. Yes, you read correctly. Zimm asked me if I'd lost my mind...yes, the answer is yes. I just got in this weird zone and kept going...I will stop right there trying to explain it because I myself do not understand. I told Brian today that I don't like the fact that I dislike running so much....so perhaps if I do it more, I'll start enjoying it. Which is probably crap because if you think about it, if you really dislike someone and then go spend a bunch of time with them you don't necessarily like them more. You might actually look interested in what they have to say but only because you are trying your hardest to figure out a way to care less. I get it. My experiment might fail. We'll see.
Brian also pointed out today that I never post anything serious on twitter. Ok, let me see if I can explain this....its called tweeting for goodness sake...I can't even take that word seriously. And quite frankly, it really bothers me when people take themselves too seriously. Is there a "Chinese proverb" writer on twitter?...exactly. I will be serious when the time is right...and sharing a precious thought with my followers via phone with the possibility that they could be reading it on the jon, just doesn't motivate me to dispense deep, thought provoking material. Because at that moment, I come second to a bowel movement. I'd rather say something random to perhaps evoke a smile or laugh and then go on about my day.
Great to catch up with the Zimmerman bros today. Nice workout guys... :) And T, why was the plate on your back during planks a 35 and not a 45??!
Alright, I am already nodding off and I still need to clean my dishes. Ugh....Night!
I got to work extra early to make sure I was mentally prepared for the day, and honestly felt pretty good. By 9:15 I hit I wall. I was dizzy, exhausted, and just wanted a nap...ridiculous. And I truly hate when I start to feel like that prior to a workout. As if its not going to be hard enough, let's add some fatigue on top of it. Geez. I had chest, shoulders, and core today. I kept weights as heavy as possible, but was honestly struggling during my first exercise. Everything just felt heavier than normal...so I gave it what I had, finished with a 4 mile run, and that was about all I could do...
By 3:30 my head was on the desk and I literally fell asleep for a few minutes while writing out workout plans. The phone woke me up. Stupid phone. 3:45-5:30 was pretty much a blur, and I was surprised and pleased to finish the day without banging my head against the wall. Seriously though, it was great to be back at work, interact with clients, and just be on my normal-yet-severely-ridiculous schedule. I enjoyed telling them about my trip to Texas and the many "this would only happen to me" stories. Speaking of, Lora I was in a mini nightmare on my first flight back from McAllen. It was a smaller jet...maybe 70 people total. I start counting to make sure my eyes were not deceiving me before we boarded...yup, 13 kids....13. I think I nearly went deaf from turning up my iPod so high. It was 1:00 in the afternoon and I knew these little rascals were already at level 8 on a serious sugar high. I was pretty much doomed. Needless to say it was a long flight, but thankfully, there was no crying. If they had started crying, I would have as well...just before I threw something...
One thing I did learn in Texas was that when a Hispanic woman offers you the "mild" sauce, and you're a white chick with a weak stomach, just say no. There is nothing "mild" about it and you will likely lose your esophagus. Lesson learned.
Ryan and I got in a couple of really good workouts while I was there. My back is still sore from Friday, and my calves from the 6 mile run on Sunday. Yes, you read correctly. Zimm asked me if I'd lost my mind...yes, the answer is yes. I just got in this weird zone and kept going...I will stop right there trying to explain it because I myself do not understand. I told Brian today that I don't like the fact that I dislike running so much....so perhaps if I do it more, I'll start enjoying it. Which is probably crap because if you think about it, if you really dislike someone and then go spend a bunch of time with them you don't necessarily like them more. You might actually look interested in what they have to say but only because you are trying your hardest to figure out a way to care less. I get it. My experiment might fail. We'll see.
Brian also pointed out today that I never post anything serious on twitter. Ok, let me see if I can explain this....its called tweeting for goodness sake...I can't even take that word seriously. And quite frankly, it really bothers me when people take themselves too seriously. Is there a "Chinese proverb" writer on twitter?...exactly. I will be serious when the time is right...and sharing a precious thought with my followers via phone with the possibility that they could be reading it on the jon, just doesn't motivate me to dispense deep, thought provoking material. Because at that moment, I come second to a bowel movement. I'd rather say something random to perhaps evoke a smile or laugh and then go on about my day.
Great to catch up with the Zimmerman bros today. Nice workout guys... :) And T, why was the plate on your back during planks a 35 and not a 45??!
Alright, I am already nodding off and I still need to clean my dishes. Ugh....Night!
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