Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Remember Playing?

Staying out all day, just running, tumbling, playing make believe with your friends and living out your fantasies. Never ever getting tired, or if you did you sure as Hell wouldn't mention to your parents.

Seems to many kids nowadays think they have to be entertained 24/7. If they're not being entertained, they're bored even though they have toys out the ying yang.

I've tried to make sure mine goes out everyday during the summer.Sometimes he bitches and moans but I get him outside and before long, he forgets he never wanted to out in the first place.

Then we grow up and the playing stops. Yet we continue eating like we have the metabolism of a teenager. Ten years later we're wondering why we huff and puff walking up the stairs. Why we've put on 15 to 25 pounds and why parts of us wiggle when we are standing still.

So lets get back to playing. Let's run like we did when we were 8 years old. Let's eat when we are actually hungry, not because we're bored.

Working out doesn't have to be so boring if you start thinking like a kid, it can be something fun. Otherwise we might all look like grown up versions of Augustus

Thursday, July 1, 2010

How much are you worth?

Not monetary, how much are you worth in health? Too often we forget that we only get one body and we best well take care of it or it will literally bite us in the ass in high blood pressure, Type 2 diabetes, clogged arteries, you name it.

So how much time do you devote to taking care of your body? I strive for a minimum of 30minutes 6 days a week, and a maximum of 1.5 hours some days.

Muscle is so much prettier than fat.
Would you rather look at this?

Or This:



When you look in the mirror. Muscle takes up less room than fat too, you can weigh the same but wear smaller clothes. So what's not to like, sure workout takes time, but really isn't that why they invented dvr's so you can dvr your tv shows and do other things like take care of yourself, unless you really like that feeling of your ass getting larger that is.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010




Step back, I have a dumbbell and I am not afraid to use it
Sometimes for some reason women get it in their heads that if they use actual dumbbells,






you know the cold iron cast ones, and not the pretty pink baby ones, they will look like a man.





Well use you can look like this if you use steroids!
We do not have enough testerone in our bodies to look like guys, you have to take drugs to look this way. The only drug I need is the cold hard feel of a real dumbbell in my hand. 2lb weights? WTF will that do? I can lift a 2lb weight with my index finger. You’re not going to “tone” with a 2lb weight.

There is no such thing as “tone” it was made up by personal trainers to convince reluctant women to lift some weights. Why? Because women don’t want to bulk up like a she male. Muscle is beautiful when done correctly.




I dare anyone to say she looks like a guy. She lifts real weights, not 2lb featherweights. To stress that muscle to build new muscle you have to work it for God’s sake. Lift some real weights ladies, and you’ll be glad you did.

I’m glad I did, I went from this:




To this:


And I do not look like a guy.

Monday, May 31, 2010

Here's to all our soldiers


Only this Monday we honor all our fallen heros and those who have served in the military. I'd like to honor my Great Uncle who served in WWII. He passed away 20 years ago from brain cancer which was brought on from chemicals he was exposed to while serving our country.






Without these brave men and women protecting our rights we would not have the freedom we enjoy today.
Let's take a moment to appreciate all that was given for us.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

oh elusive sleep where are you?

So I'm up. It's almost 11:30pm and I'm not tired. I should be tired. I tell my brain, "Brain you're tired go to sleep" It tells me "Screw you, I'm going stay up and worry about every stupid thing I can and there is nothing you can do about it."

And so the battle begins and I get little sleep. I'm envious of people who go to sleep right away. Snoring with drool coming out of their mouths, not a care in the world. Enjoying every last bit of their sleep, while I sit here. I just want to smack them with the pillow! If I can't sleep, why should they?

I don't have enough pillows to get everyone in the world who can sleep easily though, so that is out of the question.

I've tried exercising near bedtime, supposedly you should be exhausted, if anything I'm more away like that damn energizer bunny. Milk is out of the question, because well it's gross. It's slimy and it smells funny.

Exercise helps with everything else but sleep. They should invent some exercise that if you do it you can have a blissful uninterrupted night of sleep, that person would make a ton of money. Alas I have a date with a Rachel Caine novel, about a town full of vampires. Hopefully Mr. Sandman will pay me a visit.