Shannon’s BodyBlog

2009 is just around the corner   Everyone is all about making resolutions.  "I need to make a list of bad habits I need to quit"…."I vow to do this, this and this."

Well, here is a list of resolutions I will never make.

1. Stop swearing.
2. Stop biting my cuticles.
3. Start smoking.
4. Start jogging.
5. Stop watching online porn….on occasion.
6. Keep up with the laundry.
7. Eat myself into obeseness.
8. Stop watching The Hills, The Real Housewives of (insert location here), and now The City.
9. Stop drinking coffee.
10. Start boozing it up on a daily basis.
11. Cut back time spent at the gym.
12. Cut down on Bodybuilding.com time.

While I was away:
I worked out twice….briefly….just to keep my muscles swole….hehehe.
And I did 3 pullups on my new Iron Gym bar.
And I ate a ton of pierogies…fried in butter….YUM YUM!

And I ate a bunch of other naughty foods….YUM YUM!

Getting back to business:
Gym time today.

Eating semi-clean.

Drum up a few New Year’s resolutions…because what is a new year without goals to be accomplished?

When my youngest son was painstakingly writing out each letter of each word that he asked me to spell for him (that was a painful experience), he had me spell bouncy balls and magic wand.

Those were the items he wanted most for Christmas and the only two items I couldn’t find when I went shopping.

It occured to me that bouncy balls are found in gumballs machines, duh.  So I actually have to go find one that has bouncy balls in it.

The harder task will be to find a magic wand.  I don’t want to disappoint him by not finding it for him because he keeps reminding me, "Remember mom, I want bouncy balls and a magic wand."
Ugh.  I just want the shopping to be over with.

He’s a typical male……obsessed with wanting bouncy balls and a magic wand.

(pause)

(let it sink in)

(ok, continue)

I officially weighed in this morning and I did NOT weigh in at 132.

On the bright side, I did 3 unassisted pullups (palms facing out).  Next time I’m shooting for 5.

This is it for now.  This afternoon, I’ll be headed out of state to visit family for the rest of the week and I won’t be online until next week.

Happy Chrismahanukwanza everyone!

Whatever you give a woman, she will make it greater.

If you give her sperm, she will give you a baby.

If you give her a house, she will give you a home.

If you give her groceries, she will give you a meal.

If you give her a smile, she will give you her heart

She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.

So, if you give her any crap, expect a ton of shit.

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How is snow and ice like my period?  It’s inevitable, it’ll happen every goddamned month, I hate it, and I won’t subject anyone to complaints about it on my blog from here on out.  So to that end, non-stop snowfall from Friday through early Monday morning giving us 18 inches by the first day of Winter totally sucked ass.  Just had to get that off my chest.  Thanks

In better news, my workouts have continued to be great since last week.  I can’t wait to get to the gym today to see how many unassisted pull ups I can do.

I’ve been trying to fight off a migraine since around 1 a.m. and it’s still rumbling around in my head.  I’m going to eat right and just keep busy in the hopes that if I don’t think about it, then it will go away.  My liver is loving me for all of the pills I’ve popped so far.  I really want to get a good workout done today before I hit NJ tomorrow.

Wish me luck!

There are two MUSTS when watching this video.

1.  Make sure you don’t skip over the 3:00 minute mark.
2.  Watch the ending to see who wins.

I’ve never seen two people spend more time warming up to fight each other to the death.  But I do envy Bruce for his body cracking expertise.  There is nothing more I want right now than to see a chiropractor, but if we could all crack our own bodies the way Bruce Lee cracks his, chiropractors would be out of business.

As a way to see how far along I’ve gotten strength-wise AND to give me a good workout for chest day, Janthony wanted me to see how long it took me to do 500 pushups.

They had to be done all at once, not spread out throughout the day (DAMN).

So I started off with 30 all at once.  THAT is the most I’ve ever done in one pop like that.  My highest has been 15.  SO, that shows right away that I’ve gotten stronger.

And then after that I was able to do 10-15 before having to rest a bit, and then it dropped to a steady 9, and then 8, and I didn’t think I’d be able to do the last 25, but I did it.

At one point, I forget how many I told him I had to go, but he said once I got to the point where I couldn’t go past 5 in a row, then I could stop, but I told him I wanted to finish no matter what.

There was no way I was going to be that close to 500 and not be able to say that I did 500 pushups.

It took me 1 hour and 45 minutes to complete it…..barring some short interruptions like phone calls that my husband was insistent on making to me, so I HAD to answer, LOL.
Luckily the kids were outside sleigh riding, but at one point my youngest plopped his gloves on my back in the middle of doing my 400-something pushup and he might as well have put a cinder block on my back, LMAO.  NO extra weight needed to go there…thanks.

The next time he has me do this, I’ve got to beat my time.  And we’re hoping I can get to 50 pushups in a row at the beginning.

It’s still snowing here since around 2 p.m. yesterday.  We might have about 8 inches on the ground now.  I don’t know how much more we’re getting.

But I never made it to the gym because of it.  At home after the pushups, I did however finish up the bicep and calf routine I had in addition to chest yesterday.

I took Superpump after the pushups, but before doing calves and biceps and by the middle of my routine, my biceps were like totally swole (hehehe).  So I showed my oldest son my muscle and he was actually impressed!  For the first time ever!

So he said I want to do what you’re doing.  I gave him 5 lb weights and we started working out together.

He said, "I’m going to look so PUMPED tomorrow for the basketball game."  He’s only 8 years old.  He was expecting Superman muscles.
Oh yeah, and guess what!!  My appetite came back and now I’m constantly hungry.  That is a blessing and a curse, haha.

If I’m ever to get married to Jim Duggar, can you take my uterus out in to the woods and shoot it?

The Duggars had their 18th child.  And they would love to have more.

All I can think of are the girls who are assigned laundry duty.  "DAMN", they must be thinking.  "NOT MORE LAUNDRY!!"

And then they pray (’cuz this is the kind of prayer I do when dealing with just 5 people’s worth of laundry):

"Dear Lord.  Can you please bring back the days of Adam and Eve where we can just run around nekked and wear some leaves to cover our bits and pieces?  Thanks "

In other news, yesterday our schools PRE-CANCELLED afternoon kindergarten for today.  And my other two have a PRE-HALF DAY.

Snow is on the way today….hooray hooray….NOT.

My boys are currently taunting each other saying that the other is a momma’s boy.  No you are, no you are, no you are.

What’s wrong with being momma’s boys?

Is this what I have in store for me today?
I really have to move down South.  This weather is putting a crimp in my workout schedule.  But I WILL get it done.  No doubt.

My workouts have been a lot better for the past couple of days.  So there you go.  It seems to be about ebbs and flows.   You have some days that aren’t so good, but then you know the good ones are on the way.

The other night, my family and I were sitting at the kitchen table eating dinner when we started talking about old age.

We’ve had this conversation before and my husband is convinced he’ll die way before I do.  In addition, he doesn’t want to live to be any older than he has to be.  He wants to live a young life and then be done with it.

I said to him "Don’t you want to know what’s going to happen?  I’m too curious.  I want to know how life turns out."

"NOPE.  I don’t want to be old", he replied.

I’m a curious soul.  I want to know what life has in store for me and everyone around me.  There is just too much in life that can’t be missed.  The good, the bad, the sad, the happy, the ugly, the beautiful.  How can no one want to know everything they can possibly come across in their lives?

All of those experiences make for good stories to tell.

I won’t feel like I’ve known all there is to know about my life until I’ve hit 100.  It’ll be like putting away a book before I’ve finished it if I don’t live to be that old.  And I NEVER put away a book before I’ve gotten to the last page.

Now, I don’t want to be an old lady being abused in a nursing home and having to be bathed by someone like Ninjabill.  (He once told me he had to bath the old ladies at the hospital where he works.  That man loves his cheap thrills I tell ya.)

I want to be independent for as long as I live.

So here I am going to the gym and getting swole to prepare for my 100th year.  Unless I get hit by a bus, but that can’t be helped.

What can be helped is how I take care of myself and do the best I can to make my quality of life the best it can be.

Yesterday I was trying to increase my military press weight, but found it difficult to concentrate when Sheryl Crow was swooning on about sleigh bells ringing.

And then Neil Diamond came on and it did nothing to get the adrenaline flowing.

I want to PUMP iron, not cuddle with it and roast chestnuts in front of an open fire for crying out loud!

Eh.  Maybe they put it on for the elderly people who go at that time.  Makes their cardio a nice pleasant experience I guess.

I’ll just have to remember to bring my iPod today.

It’s a good thing for weight loss, but a BAD thing for my weight training….I have completely lost my appetite and I don’t know where it went.  I can’t find it anywhere.  I coaxed it with pasta last night.  I even tried to bribe it with warm from the oven chocolate chip cookies, and it didn’t even come out while I ate 3 cookies plus the milk.  I couldn’t really enjoy them without my appetite to help out   My tastebuds didn’t feel the same without it around.  They were like "Thanks anyway".
My lost appetite and the Christmas music did nothing for my workout yesterday.

Today I have to actually set a timer to go off when it’s time to eat because I could (and did on Sunday) go the whole day without eating and not be phased by it.

It snowed about 2-3 inches this morning.  My son is PISSED that every other school district is closed but ours.  I know the feeling.  I remember what it was like when I was a kid.

WINDEX.

The mirrors I see on this site are CSI’s wet dream.

There is a ton of DNA, organic matter, fingerprints all over some of your mirrors.

I can tell what some of you had for last night’s dinner from the smorgasbord of food and toothpaste speckled on your mirrors from brushing your teeth and flossing.  (I do however give credit to those of you who floss).
You work hard to do cardio and lift weights.  Show off your progress in front of a clean mirror.  If you work that hard at the gym, it’s just a hairline’s worth of work to spit some Windex on your mirror and wipe it down with a paper towel.

I saw progress pictures of one girl who, as she progressed, so did the filth on her mirrors.  Her progress was obscured by it.

Another girl thought it would be cool to put up a grainy looking AVI of herself.  I don’t know if she was shooting for a mysterious look, but all it did was show how dirty her mirror was.  The grainy was the dust.  Not a special effect.

What’s wrong with clean mirrors?  Am I the only one who notices this?  And who cares about this matter?  And who needs a life?  LMAO.