THOUGHTS OF A FITNESS FREAK

Okay, I never truly stay down for long. Oh, I have my moments and they are pretty profound.  Blame it on hormones.  I was brutal with myself yesterday and my "ass-o-fire" has brought me to new levels of masochism. If you are in a fitness rut, do a night of weird crap that you have never done before and lemmee tell you…..ow freakin triple ow. There I was with a 45 in each hand (no, not the gun, this is not resident evil 4) doing romanian deadlifts , plates under my heals until I couldn’t do another set.  I was a woman possessed I think. Weird this is, I am singing to my MP3 the whole time and you get this rush like nobody’s business…..me likeeee. So, anywhoo, this is my escapism and we all need that once in awhile. It felt good to break out of my normal routine.  that gets so mundane.

Today was a crappy day, didn’t get much sleep and I had to go over accounts from my office. I suck at collections.  I can send you to collections, but I can’t call you and ask for money.  Total wuss here. I know that if you have a choice of paying for groceries or heat rather than your dental bill….the dental bill goes in the pile every month. We all know what that pile is…the "you can’t take anything away from me or shut anything off" pile. And PLEASE don’t tell me your dad died if I call.  What the heck am I supposed to say to that? Its a bummer job.

The strangest part of the day was that my dad got out of the hospital (good news) he did have a heart attack though. BUT my mom tells me he called about me and she sent him photos of me and he loved them and told her he was proud of me.  Ok, thats not the whole story. My father is a grouch and we had a falling out over a year ago and stopped speaking.  It was about his love of money more than his children really.  Anyway, he started calling me 2 weeks before his heart attack like nothing had ever happened between us.  So, the first time I see him in nearly 2 years, he is out light a light with a tube in his throat, gagging on it while they are trying to get blood from a collapsed vein..it was a horror to say the least. Sometimes life gives you a wake up call, you know.  My mother was in the hospital for 3 weeks in November, my aunt died and now my dad was in the hospital.  I suppose I have been a bit stressed to say the least. Now, I want to go around telling everyone I love them like a big dumb sap.

I haven’t packed for the Arnold yet.  I did pick up some memory cards for my camera and video camera. I am hoping to get alot of good stuff and maybe even get the balls to interview some people to post for those of you who cannot go. Lets see what happens..okay.  Told you, I am kind of shy, time to bust the last few crumbs of shyness loose seeing I am creeping up on 40…….

Talk to you later.  Sorry I did have a woprkout to post.  After yesterday, I needed a day off. 

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