It happened in between sit-up 18 and 19. I was pulling myself up with every bit of strength I could muster up and I actually said, "I'm gonna die!" He had the nerve to chuckle and say "No you're not"

Really? Then why is my vision blurred ?Why does my chest feel like an elephant is sitting on it ? Why do I hear the howls from a thousand dead souls? 


As I stopped screaming he handed me a towel to wipe the sweat from my eyes and said "Give me the ball and give me 10 more."

And so it goes ...

In the life of a gym-bunnie a week without working out is forever. Now I'm not saying I'm a gym-bunnie, not by any means. But I will say that my stride has been off since Monday, my last work out. I guess that's a good thing. Life got in the way last week and I didn't have time. But lesson learned, make time. 

Pizza day

   Since the 19th of Jan I have been faithful to David. I have done everything he has told me. I have cut out carbs after 5pm. I have increased my protein. I have increased my fruit and veggie intake. I have even changed my attitude, most of the time. But today I was presented with a problem … lunch. More specifically, pizza. I once shot a man for the last piece of pepperoni pizza. That's a lie, it was sausage. But you get the idea. I LOVE MY PIZZA.

   Think about it …let's break it down. Meat, grain, veggie's and fruit's(tomatoes, yes I'm reaching). It's got it all. So really I'm doing my body a favor. But I guess after the 4th slice the above argument loses some steam. 

   But I don’t feel too bad (figuratively speaking of course, physically speaking I feel like a stuffed tick) because I HAVE been faithful to the cause. My cause. After all it is all about me and the way I FEEL not look. Because as we know beauty is skin deep and you are as young as you feel and don’t judge a book by its cover and … F that … where’s the pizza ? ! ? ! ? 

   By the way … David does not know of my Blog and is not on Face Book, hence my balls to post this