Tiffany Forni.. uh huh

Well, gosh it’s been a bit since I’ve written.. AGAIN.  

Family - well, my family and I made up… in a way.  They’re still talking to me on occasion, and they wish me well in my ventures outside the home.  I am very grateful for that.  

Training - I’ve temporarily moved out to the east coast to do some training with my new coach Teresa L’Heureux.. aka Big T.  (thusly that makes me little T.. and I’m cool with it    We’ve been training hard and I’m seeing what I’ve been missing.. MY ABS!  I’m gettin it back!  I’m getting leaner by the day and I’ll be photo shoot ready by nationals! YAY!!!!  

Contest Plans - I’m going to compete at the USA’s… I don’t want to announce it because I’m afraid of saying hey, I’m going to compete here.. and then life getting in the way.. but I’m committed to this show.

Costa Rica - I’ve given up on coaching people.. well, not given up.. but I don’t like doing things over a long distance. I have a few current clients, the ones that really kick ass..  but I am no longer accepting any more.  What I AM doing is even BETTER!!!!!

Get this… I’m throwing Fitness Excursions in Costa Rica with Big T!  Did I mention she’s a cancer surviving, bodybuilding, power lifting BAMF?  She is!  And she’s 52 still kicking my butt in the gym!  (I don’t know how many times I need to tell people that she’s not my mom she’s my friend… and by the way she’s single)..  HINT HINT!  If you’re over 5′10 and 220 lbs, built like a bodybuilder or powerlifter have I got the lady for you!!!!     Really, she’s awesome!

More info on teh .. oh jeeze.. I Got distracted again.. so Costa Rica.. details on TNTfitnessExcursions.com  get it.. TNT.. big T, little t… I get it.  so check it out!  We have spaces available and will be on a radio station in Philly on Sunday!  So this is exciting.. also got some TV and more radio stuff happening next week.

Check out November’s Iron Man again.. page 245ish.   

I hope you’re all having an awesome fall.  Thank you for your words on my past blog.  Reading those means so much to me.. thank you.  (I’m not saying that to be corny, I really mean it..)  If you know me you know it takes a lot to make me mushy.  Whew..

Well, I promise I will blog more soon.. gotta write about training with Big T.. it’s awesome! I almost puked on my shoes today!

Love Always!!!
Tiff 

Ok, so I was given the idea to answer questions on my website through monthly hour long tele-seminars.  So if anyone has questions just message me or comment me or email me@tiffanyforni.com with your questions.  I will adress all of them as fast as I can.

Anywho… yay…

Ok, I love the new boobs but the whole no driving for a month thing sUCKS!  OH MAN.. I’m goin Cri-Za-Zy.. yep… yes I am.  I’m on my way up to Seattle to take care of a few things and would just like to say that I found the most awesome way to travel!!  www.shuttleexpress.com  I’m doing their door to door thing.. Dude. this van is AWESOME!  TV’s, music, captains chairs, WIFI…. yes… I’m in a van on I-5 writing a post on my blog through a laptop not my phone this time!    I’m in heaven.  Oh yes.. and they have complimentary coffee too!   Snazzy vip van.. very niiiiice.

 Still… I miss driving.  I bought a car based only on the fact that during the test drive it made me say "Yee Haw!".. and I do miss that car… but I don’t miss the 4 hours of nonstop driving thing so this van is cool.

 YAWWWWN.. oh yeah..  I have tons more new pix coming up. I’ll post those soon ish

Wow, I haven’t written on this in a long time.  Here is the SHORT version of what’s been going on.

Moved to a new house.. YAY!
Decided to compete in two shows.  October 11 and 18th.  My coach thinks I can do it and I trust him completely.
Haven’t had many carbs lately.. got migranes at first.. got over that.. all better… YAY!

Other than that, I’m just lifting, doing cardio, eating.. ALL THE TIME, and drinking loads of water.

Had a couple more photoshoots. - now doing more work with that.. Yee Haw!

Had a couple posing classes for figure competitors. Those are really neat.  I sweat in two minutes just standing there. 

That’s about it.  Life is good!  Work is good!  I can’t wait till my legs lean out a bit.. that will be nice.

Hope anyone who reads this is safe, happy and healthy.

Tiffany  =)

To party or not to party.  That is the question.  So last night I’m at a pre-bachelorette party with the ladies.. and we decide the most clean fun we would have is to ramble on over to the nearest dive bar and watch the locals sing karaoke.  After just spending two hours in that smoke filled chamber of nastyness I want to die.  It’s the morning after, and I didn’t have any drinks (save for water) while I was there. But BLEAH!  The smoke.  I stink.  I didn’t do the smoking.  I can feel the cancer building in my lungs as I type this.  I’m going to see how long the effect of the smoke hangs on.  Then I will post about it as scientific findings.  Mmmm Hmm.. that’s what I’ll do.  Until then.. it’s showa time!

In the middle of the night
I go cookin in my sleep
Through the kitchen at Miiiiidniiiight
In the pantry so deeeeeeeep
I must be searchin for somethin…
Somethin sacred I looooost
Somethin I’ll never fiiiiind
Somethin my brother probably aaaate…
(I know that doesn’t fit but I don’t care)
In the middle of the night.  

Eventhough I know the kitchen is wide I walk down when I don’t want to walk anymoreee..
I check the fridge to see for goodies inside..
So I can finally find, what I been lookin forrrrrrrr
In the middle of the night.
     -you can sing this to the tune of that popular Billy Joel song..

So tonight I decided to solve one of my own problems.. I just got out of the shower after spending wayyy too long in the gym.  I get hungry.. very hungry.  It’s late, and I was told that I can’t have anything but green stuff this late.. blah.. some carb something something.. So I wasn’t allowed to EAT anything taisty.. so..

I distracted myself.  Wearing only a bathrobe and a giant red towel on my head I snuck into the kitchen around 11:30ish.

Since moving back in with my parents (jeebus people, it’s temporary) I have discovered a plethora of new doodads other than my forman grill. A "slow cooker"… woo.. interesting. It sat alone on the counter.. all clean and shiny.. and from the looks of it, never used. My mother is culinary challenged.. but she makes great reservations.  She had been talking about this new device for the past few days so I thought of her while at the grocery store and picked up a cookbook for it.  *yes it had carb/fat/protein blah blah info in it..)  A blue sticky note caught my eye… "Beer Roast" it was called.  I almost shed a tear at the sheer joy of my findings!  I quickly gathered the ingredients, 1/2 cup chili sauce, 1 bottle beer (Sam Adams Holiday Porter in my case), 2 teaspoons of montreal steak seasoning, 2 onions, and a roast.  Meanwhile my great dane Reganne decided she ought to stop in and see what I was doing.  I hacked away at the fat on the giant frozen hunk of meat, thusly making my dog drool, and eventually got the white sleeves of my robe covered in bovine blood.  If someone had caught me like that, late at night, huge meat cleaver, bloody robe, towel on my head.. yeah.. I’d have called the cops. 

Anywho, I mashed it all in there and set the timer for 10 hours.  Tee heee *that’s the closest thing I can type to a little evil laugh* and in the morning… I shall have ROAST!  Cooking that thing, (ok throwing stuff into a pot) made me feel like I had accomplished something and gave me something else to look forward to in the morning.  9 am.. It usually takes a lot to wake me up but the smell of fresh beast will have me up and dressed in no time.  Perhaps I’ll forgo the normal clothing and use my clean bathrobe.  Hunger gets what hunger wants.  So..

In short.

Cook something in a crock pot late at night when you’re hungry, and the ADHD in you will forget that you didn’t actually eat it.  Then you can sleep and be all excited like a kid on christmas eve for what awaits you in the morning.

 Just a though… anywho, rock on people.  G’night!

I’m sure you’ve all read posts from people about slackers.  This rant is not about the people IN the gym, rather the people that WORK in the gym.  While showering today I found a GIANT HAIR BALL.. it looked like someone murdered a muskrat and stuck it on the drain. I wanted to vomit.  Have YOU seen anything worse in your gym?