2014

Off To Never Never Land


And that’s where I was last night because I just couldn’t hold my eyes open for ONE MORE INNING to see the Buccos walk off and RTJR. I can only imagine how tired those guys are gonna be for a noon game today when they went until nearly 2am last night. At any rate, Let’s Go BUCS!

So, it’s spring and all, but we still woke up to several inches of snow this morning. It’s pretty and it isn’t too cold outside and most importantly, it didn’t stick to the road, so I’m all good with it. It makes for great pictures. I must admit, though, that I’m ready for warm weather sports so the snow can stop it now.

It was pretty overcast this morning, so that means a no contacts day. I think that I like wearing my glasses because I hide behind them. I know that it’s silly thinking because they’re mostly glass so I’m not really hiding at all, but hey, let my brain do its thing. I feel as though I’m more persuasive when I have my smart girl specs on. Persuasive? Yes. Intitmidating? Well maybe although I don’t mean it that way. Because who’s intimidated by little ole me? Apparently other people. Hop in my time machine, won’t you?

Several moons ago, ok, many moons ago, I was introduced to a very nice man. I think that the person who introduced us was trying to play matchmaker, but that just wasn’t the frame of mind that I was in at that time. Said nice man is a former NBA-type which puts him at, oh, at least a foot and a half taller than me and certainly outweighing me by 100 pounds easy. I should probably mention that at this time, I was at a real peak of my Club Med-ness, so I was balls to the wall and pretty free-spirited.

Nice man, whom we’ll call SB going forward, yeah, we share initials, said to me during our first meeting around the dinner table, that I was very intimidating. Me. Me, who is being towered over by you, is intimidating. Ummm, ok. That was the day that I learned that I didn’t need to be big to be a motherfucking badass. Thank you, SB, for that life lesson. And in case you’re wondering, although I don’t know how you could be, that was not a love connection although we do still keep in touch and I almost pooped my pants the day he called me out of the blue and started singing to me. It was this:

Lookit, 2 videos in one post!

Anywho, it’s just about the time of the day where I go learn to be even more intimidating…at the firing range. Be warned, I’m a pretty good shot. Country girls, we know stuff. See ya tomorrow and get ready to ROCO!

Hands Up!

Up there, that’s your proof that Zumba is Crazy Signs done at Carlos n Charlies or Senor Frogs.

I’m not sure why Tiburon was stuck in my head this morning outside of it’s a crazy sign and those always get stuck in my head. I had to look through a few videos to get that proof. I mean, seriously, if you were in Ixtapa, can’t you just see Jerry and Lalo up on stage doing this? (Or Rebo, Caro, Eden and myself) Along with a couple GOs of course. The whole thing reminds me of visiting a Carlos N Charlies in Cancun. Hubby was so awesome to play along when I went to dance with the folks that work there. I never mentioned anything Club Med to them, so they were mildly confused when I hopped right in and danced along with them. Too cute the waiter in front of me who kept moving my hands from his waist to his ass. VIVA MEXICO!! (A donde mi corazon vive)

I don’t know what the story is with this week where I’ve been having trouble realizing what day it is, but I do know that I’m not alone. A couple people at work have been having the same issue this week. This makes me feel good because it makes me feel like I’m not losing my mind, or if I am, I’m not the only one. I think it’s partially because my personal calendar has less on it and my work calendar keeps gaining timesucks meetings. I’m Rick Ross in this piece.

Let’s talk exercise for a minute, because, well, I almost always do. Today was a new set of exercises – back and biceps. You may call me Master P because UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNN! I know that I will be feeling that tomorrow. I surprised myself at the beginning with how many unassisted pull-ups I could do and depressed myself at the end with how many unassisted pull-ups I could do (that would be zero because my arms were SHOT!). On the up side, I’ve reached a point in the program, that, as of today, there are no new workouts the rest of the way out. All that’s left is the pain I already know, so there is that bonus. I am going to be absolutely smoking for this cruise and the first pic I post shall be me all ripped up in that motherfucking split that I WILL HAVE by then. Pardon my dirty mouth. I’m rated R for mature language, mild violence, and sexual situations.

You know, quite often I wish I had a USB port in my head where I could simply download items to make room for new items. Oddly enough, I only just now realized that I sort of do in this blog. Sorry that you guys are my mind dump, but it’s much appreciated. I mean, you don’t want to see my head explode, right? Ok, so don’t answer that question. Instead, go enjoy the rest of your hump day. Toodles!

Titillating Tuesday

Well, hello there! Welcome to another installment of I don’t know what day it is.

It seems nearly impossible that today is only Tuesday, yet the morning workout, Zumba day, and two new shows to watch on the DVR say otherwise. No real reason to rush to the weekend. I’m on-call and I know that there’s work to be done over the weekend. I’m just hoping that nothing happens during the time that I’m snowboarding. Ha!

So I’ll tell ya that I was a little down on Sunday after the photo shoot. As strong as a front as I present, I’m still an insecure kid inside sometimes, and always in front of a camera. That’s why there are so few photos of me floating around. I would always duck out of pictures because I just despise how I looked in them. I was also pretty much an ugly duckling until I was around 26 or so. Even now in swan status, the duckling mentality wants to rear its ugly head, and like a dummy, I let it. Of course, I want to see in pictures what I see in the mirror, but that just doesn’t really ever happen. I think it’s because I only have beauty mirrors and cameras only have reality lenses, but you know…

At any rate, I’m starting to see a few of the photos from the shoot and they aren’t as bad as I imagined they would be. Pictures where I’m laughing are usually the best, but pictures of the headshot variety are usually not as good. I am way too uptight to have somebody up in my face thinking I should smile. (See why I’m not a model?!?!) Damn you, stress! You make me take terrible pictures! (If you’re reading this, we’re probably Facebook friends and you’ve seen the pictures. If not, you’ll have to leave a comment and let me know and I’ll share.)

Through all of that, I did at least learn about relaxing hands/fingers/toes and how a slightly bent elbow is much nicer than a scarecrow stick-straight arm and elbow. I still need to learn and understand different facial expressions and which ones work best on my mug, but hey, Rome wasn’t built in a day. And even if this past weekend is as far as it goes, I will still consider it a “modeling at 40” success. 😀

In other news, I’ve managed to spin, crawl, and slink my way through an intro level as well as 1 and 2 in my pole class. Obviously, next up is 3 and then I can do the intro to 4-6 which should be much easier than intro through 3 since I see 4-6 all the time. 4-6 also start to bring the tricks and bring the pain. I’ve seen things that I know I cannot currently do so I’m looking forward to trying them. Little by little, prepping for this September thing.

Before I end this for the day, allow me to be vague. Changes are afoot. I don’t know what initiated them but I believe it’s an outside force. To this point, the changes have been wonderful so I’m very far away from complaining. Curiosity is really getting me though…just like that one itchy spot you just can’t reach. I am not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth though and I’m just rolling with it for as long as it lasts.

For the last few days, I have really been ending my posts kind of abruptly so I’m working to fix that as well. In closing, I hope your Tuesday was titillating. Mine continues to be just that. See you on the morrow, kids.

Monday Mania

For once in my life, I was actually looking forward to Monday. As nutty as it sounds, I was looking forward to exercising a little harder. Last week was “recovery week” in P90X which means no weights, just some cardio and stretching. It happened to fall at a good time, but I still really struggle with it. Once I get into a rhythm, I want to keep hitting the weights even though I fully understand the need for rest. But today, back to WORK!

So, if on Saturday you use your upper body to suspend yourself from fabric and also to relieve the pressure of said fabric from causing some lovely burns, and then on Sunday you use that same upper body to suspend yourself from some fencing that you hope to the high heavens doesn’t fall down on you, what’s the thing you wanna do most at 5am on Monday morning? You guessed it! Chest, shoulders,and triceps. Hey, you know what, why don’t you also go to a pole class tonight to ensure that you REALLY won’t be able to lift your arms tomorrow? I’m on it!

And don’t think for a moment that I’m not going to acknowledge that it’s OPENING DAY!!!! Let’s go Bucs!

RAISE IT!!!  Happy Monday!

 

Live And Learn

Sorry, no video today. A few came to mind, but in the end, I just didn’t think any of them were “the perfect cheer”.

I bet that being a model is tough, but pretending to be a model is even tougher. That I learned today. I was in total noob land, but gave it the old college try. It’ll be interesting to see how the photos come out, especially considering the effect we were going for. I’m really hoping that the flying one comes out neat.

And now, just like that, the weekend is coming to a close. Bummer. If you’re a slave to that corporate grind like I am, rest up for the battle of Monday is over yon crest. Suit up, soldiers! Prepare for battle. Let the Five Day War…..

BEGIN!

 

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