MILF HUNTRESS

Woke up this morning to my husband saying, “Maddi,…wake up…it’s Christmas time.”

Sure enough.

There in the driveway were 2 boxes filled with my last and final Bb.com order from Body Transformation 2008.

 $300. in free prizes and supplements of my choosing from Muscle Tech.

Wow!  The goodies!

Thank you Bodybuilding.com.

Thank you Muscle Tech.

Alright, all serious mombo-jombo and sorry ass bastards aside, I did post my Jeep on Craig’s List tonight.  Not only that, but I found our friend from Bodyspace, StoneColdTruth.  Come see for yourself. 

http://kansascity.craigslist.org/cas/678221409.html

I had one heck of a shopping spree yesterday, and just received notice that my order from Higher Power has been shipped.  As just a part of my transformation win I will be receiving the following;

(2)  Higher Power Caffeine, 120 Capsules  
(2)     Higher Power Tribulus Terrestris, 625mg/100 Capsules  
(1)     Higher Power ZMA Nighttime, 90 Capsules   
(1)     Higher Power Kre-Alkalyn, 240 Capsules  
(1)     Higher Power Micronized Glutamine 1000, 1000 Grams  
(1)     Higher Power 100% Whey Power, 5 Lbs., Vanilla  
(1)     Higher Power 100% Whey Power, 5 Lbs., Chocolate  
(1)     Higher Power 100% Whey Power, 5 Lbs., Berry  
(2)     Higher Power DHEA 200, 200mg/100 Capsules  

(1)     Higher Power Sexual Surge, 16 Capsules  
(1)     FREE GIFT: Bb.com Gym Bag, Black W/Silver Strip  

In addition, since the contest has ended I have also received a case of Loud Energy Drinks (www.loudbev.com), a 5 lb tub of protein from ON, and a very nice package of products from EFX.

The next go round that Bodybuilding.com offers such a contest, I must say……I HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT!

Thanks Bb.com!

Ran tonight on a belly full of egg foo young.  It was more like a ten minute jog.  Then I beat on the bag for a bit before the lights turned off.

I figure my PM workouts are more of a friendly reminder. 

Get the heart rate up, get the circulation flowing, burn off a few of the extra calories that I like to take into me.

On nights I have more to give, I give more. 

On nights that I don’t, I don’t.  I just show up, and that is 3/4 the battle.

About overtraining.  I talked to one of my daughter’s girlfriends, who is a gymnast. 

"How many hours a day do you train?  Like 3?"

"No.  Usually 5."

"Are you sitting around much or are you mostly training?"

"Oh…we’re training the whole time."

"Do they ever talk to you about overtraining?"

"No."

This is my philosophy, and the athletic creed/motto at my daughters’ high school. 

“YOGOWYPI”

“You only get out what you put into it.”

I kept this creed in mind the whole time of my contest. 

It was my mantra after 20 minutes of weighted vest running, when I still had 10 more minutes left to give.

It’s right.  And…it worked.

Gymnasts and professional athletes have the best bodies for a reason. 

It is because they spend the majority of their time…doing athletic things….with their bodies.

Not 30 minutes here, 30 minutes there.

It’s a lifestyle.  It is all in their day’s work.

Think of the slaves of days fortunately long past.  They had the thickest, most massively built, bodies ever.  This was not from putting in 30 minutes daily.

Gymnast and athletic overtraining and injuries happen.  But this is because there is such high pressure to perform.

I listen to my body.  When my throat starts to ache, that is my first sign that I need to pull back just a little bit.  Take it a little lighter on the cardio.  Maybe take a day of rest. 

If something is stiff, I work through it.

If you become very sensitive to your body’s signals, you will know what to do and when to do it.

In a nutshell, here is my training philosophy.  More is more.

If you want the body of an athlete, then you had better train like an athlete.

You are only going to get out…what you put into it.

A friend at the gym came in today.   A friend is one who tells truth and has your best interests at heart.  So, no.  An acquaintance came into the gym today.  We’ve had fun talking in the past, flexxing in the mirror.  I asked a couple of times if him and his girlfriend would like to go on a double date.  While there didn’t seem to be much interest in that, he did like to send a couple pics of his physique to my email account.  All in good fun I told myself.  I began teasing my husband.  "Howie says Hi" I would say, when Howie wasn’t even there.  "Howie is spotting me on the bench press, helping me to get a new max."  That sort of nonsense.  So today me and my girlfriend are riding side by side on recumbant bikes, and there is Howie.  We’re talking, laughing. We’re talking a little innocent sex talk which is fine with me, being the interesting subject matter that it is.  This is the sort of thing you talk about with friends. The subject comes up about what people think, what people say.  "I dont care what people think," says Howie.  I figure this is my entry to what has been non said for long enough and far too long.  "Yeah, I don’t either," I said.  That’s why I made all that stuff up and put it on my blog when I figured out Adam was reading it long ago.  I would walk into the gym and Adam would act like "In walks the super slut."  And here I am a married woman of 18 years, with 3 kids, who has just lost 100 pounds, and is trying to forge, redefine, and come to terms with her newfound sexual identity.  I made up my mind long ago.  "So you SEE that I am super slut?  Well let me just show you how super slut I can be."  Howie suddenly changed his tone.  I sensed anger.  He was let down.  I could read his mind.  "You mean you’re not a slut?  That’s false advertising!  Why am I wasting my time talking to this girl?!"  The energy was suddenly changed.  "See that’s wrong.  I don’t agree with that, he said uncomfortably.  "I have kids in this community.  I would worry about the effect it would have on them," he said, suddenly caring for a change.  "Oh I told my kids all about it, I told him.  I told them, "Mommy’s making stuff up on the internet, and if anybody comes up to you at school and says anything you will know why."  "Pshaw. they would say.  Mom nobody knows.  Nobody cares.  Mom,…nobody reads your blog."

Can I get a BIG Woo-hoo!

I was just checking out the Gaspari Catalogue.

In case you don’t know yet, ME, yes…yes, your very own MILF HUNTRESS, is a contestant in BODY TRANSFORMATION 2008 via this site! 

Can I get another BIG WOO-HOO?!!

(Where’ve you been?  REALLY!!)

I am super stoked and excited!  Actually getting more and more hyped up by the day!

Christmas?  WHAT THE HECK IS CHRISTMAS?!?!  I’ve got a contest to prepare for!  I’ve got a diet to plan, training to revise,…supplements to dream about!

(Sorry kids!)

So anyway, while I was perusing through my Gaspari catalogue, becoming better acquainted with the products I will soon be receiving, I realized…

"HEY!  I KNOW THIS COMPANY!  THESE ARE THE ADS I KNOW AND LOVE IN THE FITNESS MAGAZINES!"

This is the company that sells the testosterone booster Novedex.

The ad features Marzia Prince, and states boldly,

"PUSH IRON, GET WOOD!"

Ohhh yeah.

This is the company that features the same delicious model, Marzia Prince, spread legged in a bikini, with a box of Halodrol Liqui Gels between her thighs.

The ad reads, 

"THE MOST SOUGHT AFTER BOX ON THE PLANET"

Mm, hmm.

THIS is a company I can stand behind.

THIS is a company…….quite honestly…that I could fall in love with.

Just so you know, I will be posting my introduction for the Body Transformation 08 Blog either late tonight, or sometime tomorrow!  It has been a very busy day!  I have kids to shuffle, and must go into work tonight.  I am getting very excited and I love you all! 

TEAM CH!

CHampions!

CHanging

and sometimes just

CHillin’!

We all know I’M A LITTLE CW.  We also all know that I’M ALOT HC. (Check my last blog for abbreviation meanings if you are lost!)  Lovely as both these acronyms are, I have decided to recreate my team. I have a vision, and I want to stick with it. I am here to represent the INNER CHAMPION that lies within each and every one of us.  Don’t worry team members!  This is not going to be a big change, and it won’t hurt a bit! (I promise.) We are just going to turn that little HC around…(grunt-grr)…and make it a nice big CH. There! All better! 

TEAM CHAMPION!

Because not every HARD CORE MUTHA is a champion.  But every CHAMPION is a hard core mutha!