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"NOVEMBER: Weight Training 8 day split (plan by janthony). Lose 2-3% bodyfat. Carb cycle. Cardio. GOAL BY JAN/FEB: 25 pullups and 50 pushups without stopping."

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What In The HELL Am I Finding On The Internet?????

Saturday, November 7th, 2009

I clicked on one of the links in the linked story from my last blog and found this!  Now PLEASE don’t tell this woman about BB.com.  I wouldn’t be able to stand seeing her progress pics.

World’s Strongest Vagina Breaks Own Record

There Was An Old Lady Who Lived In A Shoe…..

Saturday, November 7th, 2009

….she had so many children, her uterus fell out.  WHOA.

Remember that Andrew Dice Clay rhyme?  Well holy mother of holy sh*tness…..if this ever happened to me, I’d be a scared mess of a woman.

I don’t know if doing kegels could’ve prevented this from happening:

Woman’s vagina falls out along with everything else behind it.

We’ve Come A Long Way, Baby :S

Thursday, November 5th, 2009

Before

After

The Free And The Brave

Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009

Since joining this site, one thing I’ve noticed is that there are some women who start out on this site being very modest.

If they post pics at all, they’ll post pics in workout clothes, or bathing suits.

And then they start getting compliments and guess what happens.

"Oh!  You like my ass?  Well here’s an ass shot", as they plant the camera lense straight up their crack.

"Oh!  You think my ass is fine enough to wear a thong?", as they don thong after thong in all colors and embellishments.

"Oh!  My boobs look hot?", as they mount the camera to the ceiling and take a pic of their cleavage.

They start getting brave and post pictures that start becoming degrading.  Sure they’re free to post whatever they want.  But is posting compromising pictures in order to keep the compliments of strangers coming their way something that really raises their ego and makes them feel good?  Apparently so.

Wouldn’t they rather be complimented on the progress they’re making in losing weight and/or gaining muscle?

I suppose the attention they get can be addictive and they seem to go further and further to get it.  But, isn’t self respect a lot more appealing to have?

I’ve gotten PM’s telling me my ass looks hot and I should wear a thong to show it off.

A.  Thongs are THE most uncomfortable garment.

B.  I’m not going to dress in order to give you a boner.

Whatever pictures I post are to show either the progress I’ve made, or the progress I need to make.  It’s not to boost my self esteem by looking for ways to get compliments that reflect the horniness of the men giving them.

Believe me, I’ve gone to some of the profiles of guys I’ve seen giving "juicy" compliments to women and there’s no way I’d want any coming from them.  GROSS.

One Year (Weight Lifting Stats: Then and Now)

Sunday, November 1st, 2009

A long time ago, I thought I was one strong woman curling 5 lb. DB’s.   3 lb. DB’s were the suggested weight to get toned arms in the fitness articles I read in Shape magazine.  But I wasn’t about to be held back, so 5 lbs it was.

Then I saw Katie Couric on the Today show back in the early-mid 90’s as she showed off her biceps and talked about how she was working with a personal trainer.  She said she was curling 10 lb. DB’s.  I remember everyone gasped at what a heavy weight she was lifting.

I thought Katie was badass.  I decided I would work my way up to curling 10 lbs. too.

Well, holy sh*t what an attitude adjustment I’ve had in the past year when it comes to the possibilities of the weight I can lift.

I’ve known Janthony for well over a year, but started working with him about a year ago this month.

Since then, my body has changed more than it ever has in my life.

Taking progress pictures has shown me not only the changes that have occured over the past year, but it’s given me a snapshot of what I’d like to ultimately maintain in bodyfat.  I’ve been high in bodyfat….then made my way down to 13% (possibly less)….now I’ve currently risen again.

So, looking back at my pictures, I feel like I looked my best in the June 3 progress pics when it comes to bodyfat and would like to get back down to that again and do my best to stay there.

As for muscle build, I’m going with the flow on that one.  I know I don’t want to regress (I know I won’t), but who knows how much more my body can grow.

I do know however, that my strength can grow and will continue to grow.  Who knows where I can take it.  I’m excited about the possibilities over the coming year.

Here is the weight lifting progress I’ve made in the past year.  It’s a rough selection of main exercises for some body parts:


Squats

Then: work sets (where the 6th rep is to failure)-90#
Now:  work sets-210#

PR:  240-1 rep

Hack Squats

Then:  Sled-no weight

Now:  work set-180#

Standing Leg Curls

Then:  10 sets-20#

Now:  10 sets-40#

Stiff Leg Deadlift

Then:  60#

Now:  110#-an easy weight now  (use highest weight barbell…need to move up to olympic bar in order to lift higher weight)

Leg Press

Then:  Work set-200# (on Nautilus)

Now:  Work set-270# (sled)

25 rep set-180# (sled)

PR:  360-1 rep

Bench Press

Then:  Work set-70#

Now:  Work set-120#

DB Flyes

Then:  12 reps-25#

Now:  Work set-40#

Side Delt DB Raises

Then:  10 reps-5#

Now:  10 reps-15#

Front Delt DB Raises

Then:  10 reps-5#

Now:  10 reps-15#

Lat Pulldowns to Front

Then:  10 reps-70#

Now:  Work set-100#

25 reps-60#

Bicep DB Curls

Then:  Work set (5 rep failure…couldn’t make it to 6)-20#

Now:  8 reps-30#

Pullups

Then:  With 40 lb. assist on machine-2 pullups

Now:  12 reps fresh-unassisted

PR:  15 reps fresh-unassisted

Working Your Organs

Thursday, October 29th, 2009
Years ago when Beyoncé was still with Destiny’s Child, she and the other girls were talking about their voice training.  Beyoncé’s dad would make them jog for miles while singing their songs to build lung capacity so that they could keep up the energy on stage.
Well, I figured I’d add that kind of workout technique during my elliptical spins.  Everyone could use mega loads of lung capacity (STFU Herm).
One song I downloaded that I absolutely love is “Someone Saved My Life Tonight” by Elton John.
One round of the song gets me through 150+ calories.  So I’m belting out over 6 minutes of song while pumping away on the elliptical.  I’m killing two birds with one big ass stone, here.
It doesn’t matter if you know the words to the songs you choose to sing.  As long as you sing, sing a song, sing out loud, sing out strong.  Sing of good things OR bad.  It doesn’t f*cking matter….as long as you sing, sing a song.
I mean, who the hell ever knows the words that Elton John sings anyway.  Here is my version of “Someone Saved My Life Tonight”
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan her electric chair
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan floor
 
 
And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear
You almost had your hooks in me didn’t you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Hnn
nanane hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You’re a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away, bye bye (here is where I mishear the lyrics and say butterfly instead of bye bye)
 
 
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan
It’s four o’clock in the morning DAMMIT
LISTEN TO ME GOOD
I’M SLEEPING WITH MYSELF TONIGHT
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan
Hnnhennehennennananan
 
 
Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight
Someone saved my life tonight
Hnnhennehennennananan
Elton John - Someone Saved My Life Tonight

Bait and Switch

Wednesday, October 28th, 2009

My gym fired the PT’s who were working for them and hired out a company who provides gyms with their PT’s.

The first day they were there, I was so rudely interrupted by a trainer whom I’ve dubbed "Jillian" because she looks just like her and she’s FIRED UP like her too.  Very intense.

I politely said I have someone who provides me with my workouts…thank you very much.

After another round of recruiting, I went as far as showing her the workout I had to do that day and since then, she’s left me alone except to tell my workout partner and I that she watches what we do and that we really inspire her.

She said this while she was with a client as she pointed us out and told the woman how hard we work.

A couple of women we know who workout regularly decided to take the PT’s offer of a free session and told us about their sell.

You have to sign a 1 year contract for $180 per month which gets you 5 sessions per month.

Considering I pay $15 per month in membership fees I say pisha! to that.

One of the women I’m friendly with at the gym had a free session with a male PT who is a hottie.

I was kidding around with her while the PT stepped away as she was curling 5 lb weights.

I told her she has to go heavy.  The PT came over and asked her what I said and then introduced himself.  We shook hands!!  Teehehe.

Finally, there is a PT who looks like Grandpa Lou Pickles.  He doesn’t believe in doing the leg press.  I heard him say this while I was doing the leg press.

So, my workout partner and I were kidding around saying that the hottie is the one who makes you bite, then when you sign on, they give you Jillian or Lou Pickles.

I’m not falling for that scheme!

Glamour Muscles

Tuesday, October 27th, 2009

Don’t get caught up in working your glamour muscles.

You’re heavy on bi’s and tri’s, but the rest of you is ribs and fat. (nod to It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

I have to admit that I was slacking on my core, so I’ve been ramping things up a bit.  I have a long way to go, but I’ll get a rockin’ midsection one of these months.

Here is a song that will get you pumped:

Jane's Addiction - Superhero

Hold Your Breath

Friday, October 23rd, 2009

Sometimes you don’t recognize how fit your cardiovascular system is until you do something that makes you aware of just how far along you’ve come along.

One night at Uno Chicago Grill, the family and I were eating our meals.  Once the food is gone and we’re waiting for my husband to finish (because he takes the longest to eat) the kids get restless.

So in a way to get them to simmer down, I came up with a breath holding contest.

My kids are ruthlessly competitive, especially if it means competing with me.  They will give their eye tooth to beat mom into the ground.

But by golly, they didn’t know what they were in for.

"On your mark, get set, GO!"

And there we sat, silent.

The waitress we had was THE most talkative woman I’ve ever come across.  And she was extra attentive to us.  Very motherly, wanting to make sure we were well taken care of.

It was one of those times I wish our server would buzz off.

I would smile and nod if she asked if we were OK, or if we needed another drink.

I wasn’t about to waste my breath on her.

I felt like I could hold my breath forever.

My kids on the other hand couldn’t make it through 1 minute.

But there I was with no end to my O2 in sight.

I thought to myself, "Wow, I can’t believe how much of a difference cardio has made.  I could be a frickin’ pearl diver!"

"Let’s try again!", my youngest son declared after I let my breath out.

We all breathed in deeply, my husband marked the time, and we held our breath.

After a few more rounds, I got tired of the game, so I steathily began breathing.

My kids, on the otherhand, stayed true and steady to the task hoping HOPING that this time they would beat mom.

Weight Training:  shoulders

Cardio:  600

Blog Entry

Wednesday, October 21st, 2009

Weight Training:  Chest, tri’s, abs (high reps)
Cardio:  Nada…too damned drained!



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