I seriously need to invest in a sprinkler.
Or hire one of the 47 neighboring kids to come water my plants everyday.
I get home and the thought of standing outside holding a hose for another 15 minutes is overwhelming. You would think its the end of the world.
Its not.
But I literally scroll through articles, facebook, twitter, and instagram on my phone while I do it. Otherwise, the entire watering process would last about 1.3 minutes before I lost my mind.
Again, why I have not invested in a sprinkler, I have no clue.
Its like punching myself in the ribs at this point. I am numb and apparently ok with it.
My latest article went up today and I have to say thank you thank you (http://activedgefit.com/throwing-out-the-f-word/), for the email/message feedback. I truly appreciate your kind words, and am thrilled to be a part of your journey in some form or fashion.
It always amazes me how every story resonates in a different way with each writing. You people are unbelievable, and your stories of resilience, inspiring.
Thank you for sharing.
Today was Brian's birthday...37...wow.
I met him when he was 25, and I came to him for help recovering from one of the darkest chapters in my life. I wanted to get healthy again, and he offered an opportunity to not only regain control of my life, but ultimately pave the way for my career. He kicked my ass with workouts, and honestly there were a few times in the pool I thought I was either going to vomit, punch him, or drown...or all 3 in that exact order.
He always told me I'd make a great trainer and to let him know when I was ready to start after college....well, that was 8 years ago and the rest is history.
Happy Birthday B, and here's to many more!
Another great day in the gym.
Folks were right on point with everything and I was pumped to do a handful of successful weigh-ins today. My ladies are doing their homework and I love it. 10 pounds here, another 4 pounds there,...very cool.
Ok, bedtime...Busy morning and then time to get the applejuice keg ready for Little Miss P-Diddle. Girls Night! Watch out...
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
The Last 30...
Hump day.
My hump day began at 4am when I woke up wondering where I was and who was this rat laying on my chest.
Oh right...no rat. Just my shaved cat.
I caught some crap for Oscar's "trim". Apparently its a horrible thing to shave a cat who can't seem to keep himself completely clean or from nearly choking to death on hair balls. His brain is the size of a peanut. I hardly think he A) cares, or B) knows whats going on half the time.
He's fine,...but I appreciate the concern. Sort of.
Long, but good day.
I got in some cardio, core, and triceps early this morning...then hit the coffee like a champ. 4 cups later I was a semi-functioning human being.
No, I'm not crazy about an early morning workout, BUT it is nice to get it done and get on with the day. I'm fairly certain my 6am'ers are not too thrilled about squatting before the sun comes up, but they are in, out, and feel much better when they're done. It honestly doesn't matter what time you choose, just DO IT. I've done 5pm workouts, noon workouts, 4am workouts...at any given moment they can all suck, so you might as well embrace it and move on.
Promise you won't regret it.
Well, it is finally hitting me.
Its my last 30 days in my 20's.
Holy crap, where has the time gone...and why do I still find senior-citizen-walking-farts funny? Part of me is still 14 I guess.
Honestly though, its caused me to do a lot of reflection, and I hope to have a list of 30 things I've learned in 30 years by my birthday. The dirty 30. Hell, if I can't come up with 30 things over 3 decades that's pretty sad. No worries,...I'm on it.
I promise it will be genuine and no references to "YOLO"....Fact: 99% of horrible decisions are made about 3.5 seconds after saying that. When was the last time someone smarter than you screamed "YOLO!" just before doing something admirable.
Exactly.
So there's the plan.
One more full day of work and then I can't wait for some Aunt/niece time with Miss Payton this weekend! Oh do I have some fun planned. Let the party begin...
My hump day began at 4am when I woke up wondering where I was and who was this rat laying on my chest.
Oh right...no rat. Just my shaved cat.
I caught some crap for Oscar's "trim". Apparently its a horrible thing to shave a cat who can't seem to keep himself completely clean or from nearly choking to death on hair balls. His brain is the size of a peanut. I hardly think he A) cares, or B) knows whats going on half the time.
He's fine,...but I appreciate the concern. Sort of.
Long, but good day.
I got in some cardio, core, and triceps early this morning...then hit the coffee like a champ. 4 cups later I was a semi-functioning human being.
No, I'm not crazy about an early morning workout, BUT it is nice to get it done and get on with the day. I'm fairly certain my 6am'ers are not too thrilled about squatting before the sun comes up, but they are in, out, and feel much better when they're done. It honestly doesn't matter what time you choose, just DO IT. I've done 5pm workouts, noon workouts, 4am workouts...at any given moment they can all suck, so you might as well embrace it and move on.
Promise you won't regret it.
Well, it is finally hitting me.
Its my last 30 days in my 20's.
Holy crap, where has the time gone...and why do I still find senior-citizen-walking-farts funny? Part of me is still 14 I guess.
Honestly though, its caused me to do a lot of reflection, and I hope to have a list of 30 things I've learned in 30 years by my birthday. The dirty 30. Hell, if I can't come up with 30 things over 3 decades that's pretty sad. No worries,...I'm on it.
I promise it will be genuine and no references to "YOLO"....Fact: 99% of horrible decisions are made about 3.5 seconds after saying that. When was the last time someone smarter than you screamed "YOLO!" just before doing something admirable.
Exactly.
So there's the plan.
One more full day of work and then I can't wait for some Aunt/niece time with Miss Payton this weekend! Oh do I have some fun planned. Let the party begin...
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