roco friday

Girl, Look At That Friday – Journey #5

Alright alright alright. Friday is in the house. You know who else shows up on Fridays? That’s right, the Reverend SteelerShyner. The Rev is in the house and looking forward to hearing the congregation in full throat. We do a call and response. I say “And the congregation said ROCO” and you say “ROCO!” Pretty easy, right? Let’s warm it up. It’s Friday, and we ain’t got shit to do. And the congregation said ROCO. You may also JOCO if you are more comfortable with that. I’m all for picking your chosen genitalia.

And now, my good people, my lovely congregation, let’s get on with it. Today’s soundtrack is heavily BBD based. Never trust a big butt and a smile, and the congregation said ROCO. If you are not running your day with a soundtrack, you’re definitely missing out. Music will make all tasks that you might not necessarily want to complete get done that much faster. I mean, work goes way faster when I’m doing glute isolations in my chair as I type, lol. Go ahead, try it.

TL/DR: Cool shit happens when you join a BOD group. The Fit Inn is waiting for you.

On to the journey. As previously mentioned, I’ve been doing Beachbody workouts since 2009. I’ve been subscribed to BeachbodyOnDemand (BOD) since 2017. Huh. That’s a long time. Anywho, when you sign up for BOD, you get a coach. I really never paid any attention to that part of it; I just went in and did my workout and that was it. Fast forward four years and I see that my pole idol is now doing Beachbody and she’s a coach. We connected and I switched over to her as my coach.

Well, she’s invested in her coaching business and so she runs her BOD Group like a champ. (A BOD group is an online room where we encourage each other, ask and answer questions, and just be silly.) After four years of using the programs, I started actually using the program to its fullest. I joined her group when we started doing #mbf (muscle burns fat), then continued on with Let’s Get Up (oh, just had the opportunity to talk to Shaun T and his hubby Scott on their IG live, no biggie), and now we’re doing 645 and I just received my 2 week invite to be in Amoila Cesar’s (!) BOD group where we can chat directly with him and ask him questions. In case you somehow missed it, Amoila is the trainer for the 645 program. Yup, direct access!

So yeah, it’s legit. I’m kicking off my baby BOD group, The Fit Inn. The Fit Inn is where we get it in. I’m so clever. Let the congregation say ROCO!

Alright, today’s shake is in my belly (peach mango). I’m absolutely full of fucking energy. There’s no need for coffee. I’m waking before my alarm and I’m mostly staying awake until I’m ready to go to bed. Happy that I’m not having an afternoon crash as it moved itself to around 8:30 after I’ve had dinner and a shower. I suppose that’s fair. I kinda gave my body all of the time to rest signals and then I expect it to not rest for another 90 minutes. I’m a dick.

I just saw Fred Durst’s selfie from Instagram. Remember back when I talked about reading Rollin’ in a smoking jacket with a pipe? Fred Durst is now set up to do it his damn self! Please let this somehow get to him and he actually does it. Me getting credit would just be a bonus.

My mood may be slightly improving considering that I’m not ready to knock anyone’s block off and my period just started. We’ll take that as a win. No weird cravings but still hungry often. I’m probably going to have to have a look at what I’m eating and add more freaking calories. Yes, more. Feed the beast. No poop details today. It happened and that’s enough.

I think that’s gonna be it for me today. Even though I’ll be working out tomorrow and having shakes both tomorrow and Sunday, I probably won’t be checking in here again until Monday. Writing deserves a weekend break and besides, I have my other job and shit. 🙂 Have a great day and an even better weekend! ROCO!

ROCO Friday – The Dumbest

Good morning, congregation! The Rev. SteelerShyner greets you with a hearty ROCO! It is indeed Friday, and thusly we celebrate the day with our cocks out whether they be literal or figurative. For verily, thou hast made it through another week. And whether that week was full of work or just full of shit, you conquered it nonetheless. ROCO!

Dearest congregation, as is the norm, we have two very different topics today. Let me start by asking you – what is the dumbest thing that you have ever done? I have a laundry list of stupidity. I’ve done some things that could have gotten me seriously injured or killed (looking back at them – I didn’t think that then).

Of course, as kids, we jumped out out or off of things into or onto other things that we thought would magically cushion our falls and somehow always did. I grew up country so I had my share of ATV incidents. I’ve walked across the outside of a train trestle (not really a big one but in this case I don’t know what else to call it). I’ve escaped some frostbite. I’ve gotten in cars with people who shouldn’t have been driving. I’ve gotten into cars with COMPLETE STRANGERS and driven DISTANCE and lived to tell about it. Crashed my own car once where I thought things were gonna be over. Walked around foreign countries alone (where you don’t speak the language)? Yep. Gotten drugged in one of those foreign countries? Yep. Walked around NYC as a 19-year-old female late at night alone? Sure, why not? Mild electrocution? A couple times. Dated (and almost married two) a bunch of fucking idiots. (Not you, J) So, suffice it to say, I’ve done my fair share of dumb shit.

Today, friends, I came to the realization that I topped the charts in stupidity. I made this grave realization when I wanted to pay for breakfast this morning. I realized that I didn’t know where my ATM card was. Shit. Fortunately, I had other ways to pay and breakfast was still obtained, but SHIT! Where’s my ATM card?!?!

As I started to backtrack my life, I came to a stunning realization. One, I don’t leave the house very often, and two, I THREW AWAY MY FUCKING ATM CARD! How, praytell, did you do that, smart one? Welp. It all started when I needed to pick up my prescription from CVS. I didn’t want to get out of the car so I went through the drive-thru. If you’ve never been through their drive-thru, you send your payment method through their zoomie and they put your payment method (if it’s a card) back in the bag with your prescription and send it back through the zoomie. Well, I got home and not thinking about it, I put my pill bottle where it belonged and THREW AWAY THE BAG. Fuck. I didn’t even realize I did it (that was on Tuesday) until today. Card canceled, no harm no foul. But damn. That was some stupid shit. I think I’ll go in from now on.

Now that the mystery has been solved, I can move on with my day. I promised you two topics and here comes the second one. My desk is an absolute disaster area. Truth be told, I have too much space for too much shit (actually I just don’t have enough space to properly space out my shit so it doesn’t look/feel cluttered) and sometimes I may just let things pile up. Well, this morning, I had enough so I decided I needed to straighten it up a bit. (Full disclosure, sometimes you can see my desk in my pole videos and I’m not trying to have that.)

As a former administrative assistant, former server, former bartender, and former restaurant manager, I feel some sorta way about office supplies. Like, I love them. I can never have enough of them. If I were a hoarder, it would be office supplies and books. I know I’m not alone. I love notebooks. Cracking a fresh one open. Having different ones in different shapes and colors for different things (that I don’t do). Mmmmm, yes. And writing utensils? GTFOH. Just gimme all of them. So here’s the desk straightening tally:

  • Calendars/planners: 3
  • Other notebooks: 6
  • Calligraphy pen: 1
  • Highlighters/markers: 20
  • Stick eraser: 1
  • Mechanical pencil: 1
  • Colored pens: 13
  • Erasable colored pens: 8
  • Regular black/blue pens: 15
  • Colored pencils: 60
  • Art pens (glitter and shit): 120

Quite obviously I have some issues but I don’t think I’m ready to address them just yet. Just know that I’ll always be prepared to take notes and get that receipt.

Well, the rest of the things I need to do today ain’t gonna do themselves, so I’m off to do it. ROCO y’all and have a great weekend!

A ROCO Ray of Sunshine

As the music rises to a crescendo this fine Friday morning, let the congregation say ROCO! Yes, my friends, it is time. You have made it through another week. It may not have looked like any other week prior, but you made it nonetheless. So lift your glasses and shake your asses because the Rev. SteelerShyner, along with the congregation, says ROCO.

Don’t ya just hate it when a short work week feels like it took six days? I know that I sure do. I don’t even dislike my job. I mean, the people are nice, the work is easy (I guess if I had to complain about something, it would be that), I can wear whatever I want, and no one ever microwaves fish or burns popcorn in the microwave. Win. But this still did feel like a long week. Perhaps that’s because we threw a tropical storm/baby hurricane into the mix. Truly it was just a lot of rain and a little wind. At least in my area.

Ok, back to this weekend idea. Usually, folks say “I’m gonna start this new thing on Monday” but I said who’s got time so I got back to my meditation this morning. Meditation is one of those things that really does not take a large amount of time, but it does make a difference when practiced regularly. My logical mind knows this, and yet my monkey mind always has a million reasons why I don’t have those 10 or 15 minutes. Well this morning, I threw a banana over in the corner to occupy the monkey so I could get my meditation on.

Something I’ve been struggling with recently is keeping focus. I kind of only notice it when my workouts slip. Or, I guess I only do anything about it when my workouts slip. This morning I started a Finding Focus course. 30 sessions. Monkey mind would say ‘you don’t have 30 days to try to focus; you need to focus today’ but the reality is that if I don’t start today, in 30 days I’ll be in the same place as I am right now. That fucking monkey is a real asshole.

In the course of today’s meditation, we did some visualizations which were interesting. For the most part we were placing focus on different areas in the body, most of which aligned with different chakras. Chart below if you’re curious. Link below that for more info.

https://7chakrastore.com/blogs/news/chakra-char

What was interesting this morning was that during my visualizations, I’m shining a bright white light on these areas. We did the sacral, heart, throat, third eye, and crown. Every time, chakra work is different, or at least it is for me. If I had to take a guess, I’d say that both my sacral and third eye chakras are blocked, but oddly enough, my crown chakra is wide open and brighter than a motherfucker. Now, I could look at that in two ways. Either all of that crown energy is going to dissipate because I haven’t gotten my third eye open, or all of that crown energy is going to combust and shit is gonna hit the fan, the walls, the ceiling and everywhere else. Considering that it could go either way or some other crazy way, perhaps I’ll just do some work on that third eye.

Even with blockages, it was easy to find a mantra for focus. I’m a motherfucking ray of light and I radiate love. I’m a motherfucking ray of light and I openly receive love. I’m a motherfucking ray of light and I speak honestly and with clarity. I’m a motherfucking ray of light and I see clearly. You see, all the years I’ve been doing yoga actually did sink in. When I am able to be fully clear, I’ll be a motherfucking ray of light and oh shit she’s back. So yeah, there’s that for me to look forward to and for you to be concerned about, lol.

In the meantime, I think I’m going to go ahead and get back on my focus train. The bills are getting paid but I think I’m good enough, I’m smart enough, and gosh darn it, people like me enough that I could be paying them another way if I simply applied myself for once in my fucking life. So here I go. I’m putting Shyne all over that shit.

Have a great weekend!

Purple Friday

The rabbit hole! I started with Steve Miller but then I got sidetracked by Tom Petty which had Prince’s fine ass which then led me to today’s video. His Excellence. The Prince of Lake Minnetonka. The Purple One. Such a great musician loss. Quite possibly the best Superbowl performance there ever was also.

With The Purple One’s guitar playing gently in the background, let the congregation say ROCO! For yes, my friends, we have made it through another week and almost to another weekend. We have braved the atrocities of the work week, be they computer glitches or annoying co-workers. You have faithfully eaten that meal-prepped lunch all week (or not, lol). Stand up, my friends. Rejoice in your success! Know that you have arrived. Can I get a ROCO?!?!

Completely seriously, this week has flown by. Every day is really rolling right along as I’ve continued to work into my daily schedule for additional learning and being great. I feel like each day, I’m figuring out something new that’s going to help me build my brand. I don’t have a specific product or anything, but I don’t really need one either. I do lots of things. I can probably do your thing if you ask. Jill-of-all-trades, Mistress to none, Domme of your man. Bwahahaha.

One of the things I’m learning is WordPress so I can eventually make some changes to this site so it looks exactly as I want it to, rather than dealing with someone else’s premade stuff. You know….THE BRAND! What does the brand include, you might wonder. Well, let’s see. Physical fitness, pole dance, inversions, WordPress, bartending, life coaching, and a skill to yet be named. Yeah, it’s random, but you know I am too.

Remember the photoshoot I mentioned last week? Yeah, I don’t have the pictures back yet. LOL. But I have heard from a little bird that they look pretty damn good. I’m a little bit excited to see them. And then spray my half naked self all over the internet. HAHAHAHA. Exhibitionist much? (Spoiler alert: Yeah, a little.)

Maybe I should add a podcast to the brand too? Because, you know, I’m 100% about over-extending myself 100% of the time. Nah, I don’t have time for that for realz. OMG, but an erotica podcast would probably kill in ratings. Shit. Now I have another project. Lots of folks are doing it, so what’s one more rider on the train, right? I am the pun master today.

Truthfully, I gotta get going. I’m behind schedule today and work and learning are calling. Wishing you just a kickass weekend full of sweaty naked fun. Just seeing if you’re paying attention. See you Monday!

Ten. On Notice.

Or, if you don’t have the time for all of that, how about this:

Two weeks, but same sentiment. A weight has been lifted. I haven’t felt this free since, since, oh! Since I left LNR! Hahahahahaha. If you know me at all, if you’ve read this blog for years (which means no one, lol. No wait, sorry, Ro. You know.), you know how bad that was.

In what can only be described as standard fashion, my boss did not reply to my resignation email and has yet to say anything about it. She did, however, without hesitation, forward my email to my coworker before I even had an opportunity to tell her. I’m talking I pressed send at 8:06, was in a conversation with my coworker, and at 8:10 she was asking me about it. I’m not gonna say my soon-to-be former boss is excited about my departure, but I’d guess we might shit on each other’s desks if we could.

The tide is high, the relief level is high, plans are in place, the team is go.

Did I tell you I’ve started (making attempts at) jumping rope? I don’t think I did it much as a kid, although I do remember some fun sessions of Chinese jump rope (in it, out it, side by side it, on it, in it, out it). It’s easy if I’m just dicking around, but I’m trying to learn shit. Be all cool like a boxer. Currently, I’m doing good if I can jump 100 times in a row without whipping myself with the ropes. Baby steps.

Ok, I’m done. Have a rocking great Friday and let the congregation say ROCO!!

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