Apparently more and more men are getting pec implants. Hard work and dedication must not be worth as much these days.
That's too bad.
17.1.08
A long time coming
Busy busy busy. School, work, family. We all have our excuses lined up. Kick them to the curb.
New year, new you, right? What have you done for yourself lately?
Stepped onto a treadmill? Picked up a free weight? Made a commitment to make 2008 a healthy year?
I'm sorry... you'll have to speak up. I've got my workout mix playing in my ear.
New year, new you, right? What have you done for yourself lately?
Stepped onto a treadmill? Picked up a free weight? Made a commitment to make 2008 a healthy year?
I'm sorry... you'll have to speak up. I've got my workout mix playing in my ear.
25.10.07
Can't we all just get along?
To grunt or not to grunt... that is the complaint.
The weight room is a natural place to make a little noise when you're working your fanny off. But come on guys... all out caveman noises is just a little over the top, doncha think?
The weight room is a natural place to make a little noise when you're working your fanny off. But come on guys... all out caveman noises is just a little over the top, doncha think?
17.10.07
Oh, my achy butt/back/triceps/chest
"Kick on the starter give it all you got" Start Me Up, The Rolling Stones
Last night I had the pleasure of helping teach a boot camp class. The station I "ran" was a set of eight steps that were set up side by side, and each group of people would pass through my station 4 times where I would instruct them on different exercises to perform for that round.
I performed each exercise for each of the 4 groups. That would be 4 times for each exercise. So I did 4 sets of jump squats on the bench, 4 sets of crossover push ups, 4 sets of step ups (done quickly, like hot potato with your toes), and FINALLY 4 sets of lunges. Whew!! Was I feeling it!
Today I'm feeling it more. My butt/back/triceps/chest is achy but I love it. I know I worked hard and I worked those folks harder.
Yes, I AM sadistic, thankyouverymuch. ;)
Last night I had the pleasure of helping teach a boot camp class. The station I "ran" was a set of eight steps that were set up side by side, and each group of people would pass through my station 4 times where I would instruct them on different exercises to perform for that round.
I performed each exercise for each of the 4 groups. That would be 4 times for each exercise. So I did 4 sets of jump squats on the bench, 4 sets of crossover push ups, 4 sets of step ups (done quickly, like hot potato with your toes), and FINALLY 4 sets of lunges. Whew!! Was I feeling it!
Today I'm feeling it more. My butt/back/triceps/chest is achy but I love it. I know I worked hard and I worked those folks harder.
Yes, I AM sadistic, thankyouverymuch. ;)
Buy this book
Over the course of the last year and a half I have been studying exercise physiology, biology, strength and fitness training, and biology of nutrition. I'll be happy to espouse to anyone all the nifty tidbits I've learned in that time with detailed descriptions of how your body converts the food you eat into the energy you use to move your muscles during every day tasks but that might get a bit dry after the fourth lesson.
So allow me to suggest, nay, DEMAND(!) that you click on the link and order You on a Diet: The Owner's Manual for Waist Management by Dr's. Mehmet C. Oz and Michael F. Roizen. These guys have wrote the book that I haven't had the chance to write just yet (hardee har har) and the same vein that I would have wrote it in (i.e. with lots of wit and humor). They explain why the body does what it does when it comes to eating, digestion, exercise and why you should pay attention to it. This is not just another diet book (Lord knows that there are a TON of those out there!) but it's a tool that gives you the knowledge to make better decisions about your health. And when 65% of Americans are overweight (31% percent of those are obese, double the number since 1980...I'll let you guess why) it is more important, now more than ever, to get this information out to the masses. Everyone can benefit from this book.
So allow me to suggest, nay, DEMAND(!) that you click on the link and order You on a Diet: The Owner's Manual for Waist Management by Dr's. Mehmet C. Oz and Michael F. Roizen. These guys have wrote the book that I haven't had the chance to write just yet (hardee har har) and the same vein that I would have wrote it in (i.e. with lots of wit and humor). They explain why the body does what it does when it comes to eating, digestion, exercise and why you should pay attention to it. This is not just another diet book (Lord knows that there are a TON of those out there!) but it's a tool that gives you the knowledge to make better decisions about your health. And when 65% of Americans are overweight (31% percent of those are obese, double the number since 1980...I'll let you guess why) it is more important, now more than ever, to get this information out to the masses. Everyone can benefit from this book.
19.6.07
Finding your sweet spot
You can do anything you set your mind to, man" Eminem, Lose Yourself
If you gotta run, gotta lift, gotta crunch, are you doing in a spot that is truly deserving of such an feat? Are you surrounding yourself with the motivation to kick those crunches to the curb or are you just laying down in the middle of your living room, pushing aside the morning paper and the toys that the kids didn't put away the night before? Are you running around the neighborhood, dodging trashcans and errant dogs?
These places do serve a purpose; don't get me wrong. Everyone needs to start somewhere, and boy do I know that something is better than nothing. But when do you go to your sweet spot, the one place where you know that motivation runs high and finishing brings such sweet satisfaction?
I recently discovered my sweet spot. At work, no less! Here I can have a Top Gun moment (in running shoes rather than a motorcycle, mind) while I listen to tunes that keep me going. There's nothing like it.
Can you run on a wooded trail? (Keep it safe and run with a friend!) Along a riverfront? How about practicing yoga in a garden, surrounded by the smells of beautiful flowers? Find a sweet spot worthy of your activity, even if you can only go there once or twice a month. Make it a ritual!
If you gotta run, gotta lift, gotta crunch, are you doing in a spot that is truly deserving of such an feat? Are you surrounding yourself with the motivation to kick those crunches to the curb or are you just laying down in the middle of your living room, pushing aside the morning paper and the toys that the kids didn't put away the night before? Are you running around the neighborhood, dodging trashcans and errant dogs?
These places do serve a purpose; don't get me wrong. Everyone needs to start somewhere, and boy do I know that something is better than nothing. But when do you go to your sweet spot, the one place where you know that motivation runs high and finishing brings such sweet satisfaction?
I recently discovered my sweet spot. At work, no less! Here I can have a Top Gun moment (in running shoes rather than a motorcycle, mind) while I listen to tunes that keep me going. There's nothing like it.
Can you run on a wooded trail? (Keep it safe and run with a friend!) Along a riverfront? How about practicing yoga in a garden, surrounded by the smells of beautiful flowers? Find a sweet spot worthy of your activity, even if you can only go there once or twice a month. Make it a ritual!
100 calorie packet prisons
"I wonder if I take you home, would you still be in love, baby" Black Eyed Peas, Don't Phunk With My Heart
When all of these different companies started coming out with 100 calorie packets of cookies, chips and crackers I was among the first to laden my shopping cart with them, eager to indulge in the sweets that I loved. At last! Guilt-free snacking!
But after countless dollars have been spent and a little more common sense learned, I'm putting my foot down.
It's not these 100 calorie packets that either help or hinder us. It's our own sense of willpower. What's the sense of tossing a few 100 calorie packets into your lunch bag if all you are going to do is end up eating 300 empty calories anyway? Want a better snack? Grab some baby carrots. Or celery sticks and a couple of tablespoons of reduced sodium peanut butter (hello, protein!).
Open that 100 calorie bag and take a good look. How much food is really there? Just enough to leave you wanting more. And more. Call it a little tease. For those of you who have iron clad willpower: I salute you. But the rest of us mere mortals need a little extra help so we don't dive into another packet of cookies. And then another.
Kick these 100 calorie packets to the curb. Nibble on fruit, nuts, granola (the healthy kind, not the "laden with sugar" kind), or fresh veggies...these types of foods not only have the ability to give you a boost over your mid-day slump but they are loaded with fiber to keep you feeling fuller, longer.
See if you can't schedule your snacking: late morning and mid-day, and down to the hour if necessary. Knowing when you are going to get something to snack on may alleviate a sense of panic that can be brought on by new-found structure. I used to freak out if I didn't think I brought enough food to work with me. Now I allow myself two snacks and I space them out so I'm less inclined to hit the dreaded vending machine.
Edamame, anyone?
When all of these different companies started coming out with 100 calorie packets of cookies, chips and crackers I was among the first to laden my shopping cart with them, eager to indulge in the sweets that I loved. At last! Guilt-free snacking!
But after countless dollars have been spent and a little more common sense learned, I'm putting my foot down.
It's not these 100 calorie packets that either help or hinder us. It's our own sense of willpower. What's the sense of tossing a few 100 calorie packets into your lunch bag if all you are going to do is end up eating 300 empty calories anyway? Want a better snack? Grab some baby carrots. Or celery sticks and a couple of tablespoons of reduced sodium peanut butter (hello, protein!).
Open that 100 calorie bag and take a good look. How much food is really there? Just enough to leave you wanting more. And more. Call it a little tease. For those of you who have iron clad willpower: I salute you. But the rest of us mere mortals need a little extra help so we don't dive into another packet of cookies. And then another.
Kick these 100 calorie packets to the curb. Nibble on fruit, nuts, granola (the healthy kind, not the "laden with sugar" kind), or fresh veggies...these types of foods not only have the ability to give you a boost over your mid-day slump but they are loaded with fiber to keep you feeling fuller, longer.
See if you can't schedule your snacking: late morning and mid-day, and down to the hour if necessary. Knowing when you are going to get something to snack on may alleviate a sense of panic that can be brought on by new-found structure. I used to freak out if I didn't think I brought enough food to work with me. Now I allow myself two snacks and I space them out so I'm less inclined to hit the dreaded vending machine.
Edamame, anyone?
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Do TVs, iPods help or hurt your workout?
One more example of Duh, I coulda told you that!Motivation
"Kick on the starter give it all you got" Start Me Up, Rolling Stones
There is a woman, at least sixty years old, who comes to the pool regularly throughout the week. It takes her a while, but she makes it into the pool, leans back and just floats for a moment. Just for a moment, and then she's off. She's walking through the water as if she's plowing through 5 feet of snow. Shoulders forward, legs determined and brows set. She pushes herself, gently, mind, but she pushes herself. Many days you can tell that she's dreading this task, but she's bound and determined.
She's also extremely overweight. Obese, even. When I started teaching classes in the pool a year ago, I had to move out of way so she could get by me on the pool deck...she was that big. She's now easily moving past me. I'd say that she's easily lost one hundred pounds, and probably has one hundred more to go. But she's determined. And she'll make it.
There is a woman, at least sixty years old, who comes to the pool regularly throughout the week. It takes her a while, but she makes it into the pool, leans back and just floats for a moment. Just for a moment, and then she's off. She's walking through the water as if she's plowing through 5 feet of snow. Shoulders forward, legs determined and brows set. She pushes herself, gently, mind, but she pushes herself. Many days you can tell that she's dreading this task, but she's bound and determined.
She's also extremely overweight. Obese, even. When I started teaching classes in the pool a year ago, I had to move out of way so she could get by me on the pool deck...she was that big. She's now easily moving past me. I'd say that she's easily lost one hundred pounds, and probably has one hundred more to go. But she's determined. And she'll make it.
In the news
I love it when someone debunks weight loss myths. It's almost like debunking an internet hoax. Don't forward those, btw.
Body Glide | Bodies in motion
"Cause I bring you that comfort" Black Eyed Peas, Don't Phunk With My Heart
I can't believe that I only just found Body Glide. This stuff is amazing. Really and truly. Lest I convince myself that I'm the only person out there who has the occassional "thighs rubbing together so badly that I'm about to start a fire" issue, allow me to impart my new found wisdom upon the masses.
Body Glide is an "anti skin friction formula". Better put, it's a lubricant. Say it loudly, with me! LUBRICANT! Go on! It's not a dirty word!
LUBRICANT!
Not to be too graphic (ok, wait...so I really don't mind) I applied this stuff to my inner thighs just as I would under my arms. It's Lube on a Stick with almost the consistency of Chapstick. Note to self: Don't mistake this stuff for my Lady Speedstick. Then I ran.
And the clouds parted! The heavens sang! My thighs didn't feel as though I was gearing up for a BBQ! Hallelujah!
I will be buying stock in Body Glide. So go buy some.
Lappin' it up
"The number one question is how could you ignore it" Linkin Park, Nobody's Listening
It's very difficult to ignore a pool. It sits there, deceptively calm, waiting for me to finally get in and get to work. 9 laps in a pool await me in August so I figure that it's about time for me to get in the water and try out these laps.
Back and forth...one...back and forth...two...back and forth...damn, this would have been much easier if I hadn't forgotten my goggles. I think I'm over looking like a dork wearing googles in the pool. I used to be able to leave my eyes open under water but since I'm getting older my eyes have become far more sensitive. So goggles 1, vanity 0.
But for this round of laps I don't have them. I forge ahead, swimming the length of the pool when I quickly discover a few things: I definitely won't be able to do this tri without the goggles. Breathing is going to be harder than I thought. My triceps tired out pretty quickly so I'm going to have to do some overhead presses. Lastly, this is hard work. I tend to forget that swimming is one of the best exercises because it uses all the major muscle groups.
Back and forth...one...back and forth...two...back and forth...three...
In the news
Breathing. Stretching. Finding your inner calm. If it's good enough for Marine Lt. Alan Zarracina and Adm. Tom Steffensthen (retired Navy SEAL) it's probably good enough for you. Check out the story here.
In the news
Could a low calorie, low carbohydrate diet slow Alzheimers? Researchers at Mount Sinai School of Medicine think that just might be the ticket.
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