goddessamazon’s BodyBlog

Well I’m glad everyone enjoyed my little run in with the police yesterday. I told my friend today at the gym what happened and they all laughed their azz off. Today I find it funny as well but yesterday while it was happening I was PISSED!!!!!! I’ll more than likely see her on Saturday. She always does something in her Garden on the weekends. I’m gonna show her how "mentally disturbed" I am! HA!

Anywho, today was shoulders and legs. I am happy to say that my left shoulder doesn’t hurt anymore when I lift over head weights. WHOO HOO! I’m still going to take it easy just to make sure I don’t re-injure it but it felt so good to do shoulder workouts pain free.

For my legs I did wide stance squats with my toes pointed out, I did hack squats on the machine with my toes pointed in (to get that tear drop muscle to form), Adductor, Abbductor, Leg Curl (very heavy) and weighted side leg lifts. My legs are so sore right now that it hurts to even touch them.

By the way. Here’s a tip I need to tell myself over and over again. "Don’t buy food that you can’t resist at night like CHOCOLATE!!!!"

OK, time to go to bed. Brian and I are meeting early tomorrow for arms.

good night!

Guess what? My neighbor called the freakin police of me today!!!! YES! SHE CALLED THE POLICE ON ME!

Today after running my errands I decided to do my abs and sprints at home. I felt like it was a waste of time do abs at the gym and come home to do sprints. I have a swiss ball here in my house so doing abs would be no problem. So after doing my ab workout I went outside and stood in the middle of my street. Most of the people who live on my street were not at home so it was unlikely for any cars to drive up and down my street while I was sprinting. I decided to sprint three houses each and then walk back and start over again.

So here I am……sprinting up my street and walking back. My street has a slight incline so those sprints were kicking my azz!!!! On the fifth one I had to bend over and catch my breath. Then I stood up, held my head upwards and took deep breaths. I walked back down the street and then **POOF** I sprinted back up the street. This time I was tired and once again I placed my hands on my knees as I bent over gasping for air. Suddenly I hear a car drive slowly beside me and stop. While still bent over gasping for air I look over to my left and it’s the police!

"You ok ma’am?" the police in the passenger seat said.

I gave them this strange look and said "Yeah"

"Are you sure?"

By this time I forgot that I was a lady of class and started to act like a stereotypical black woman. I stood up, put my hands on my hips, rolled my neck slightly and said "What ya wont?" Not want but wont. LOL

"We got a call that there was a mentally disturbed black woman running up and down the street." said the police driving.

As soon as he said that I looked down the street and sure enough, my neighbor was in her parking lot look up at us.  It was obvious that she called the police on me because no one else was home on our street including her husband.

So I look back at the officers and asked "Do I look mentally disturbed?"

They both gave me these big grins as if they wanted to give a smart azz reply but held back.

"I’m exercising! What? A sista can’t exercise in America no mo’?"

"The woman who called us about you is black so don’t play the race card sista" said the passenger police

"Ummm Hmm girlfriend! Don’t play the race card" said the other jokingly.

So they both get out their squad car and complimented me on my physique. They realized that I was working out and I was far from crazy. To be honest they were pretty cool dudes. The police who was driving is short and very skinny with a cigarette in his mouth while the other police was short with a medium build and big gut. He had the nerve to tell me what type of exercises I should be doing to build up my legs.

"You should run a marathon. Marathon runners have great legs" he said

I reached over, rubbed his big belly and said "Yup and you should be right there with me Buddha!"

His partner laughed his ass off and said "She called you Buddha! Wait until I tell the guys this" 

We all talked for a few more moments and then they had to go to another call. They told me not to worry about my neighbor and they will be sure to call her to say that it’s OK for  people to exercise on the street.

That happened over two hours ago and I’ve been on the phone telling my friends all about it sense.  I am going to confront her about it but I’m going to do it during a time she’s in her yard tending to her garden.

I still can’t believe she told the police that some mentally disturbed woman was running up and down the street!

GIVE ME A BREAK!!!!!

UGH!

So today I have some errands to run and afterwards I’ll head to my gym to do some abs. I think I’ll come back home sprint up and down my street several times and then call it a day.  Then again I may do my sprints at the gym. Sheesh! I don’t know but I do know I’m doing them today so legs get ready! Sprints make me feel happy.

Oh and if I do decided to run sprints on my street I’ll be in regular shorts. NO BOOTY SHORTS!!!  My next door neighbor thinks I’m one sandwich short of a picnic anyway. I don’t want to give her more proof that she’s right.

Yesterday was a mixture of the good, the bad and the WTF? My day started out well. I went to the gym and really worked my back. I noticed that the weights were light so I went heavy and really surprised myself with my lifting. For example, on the lat pull down the heaviest I could go was 100 for ten reps but yesterday I went 120 for ten reps. On each exercise for my back I would go up ten to twenty pound easily. My bicep workout was the same in the weight department so I pushed extra reps to get that burn. My legs and glutes were sore all day long. They were so sore that I felt the need to tell everyone I know how sore I was. I don’t know why I did that and it’s not as if the people I told really gave a damn. LOL! But at least they pretend to care that my legs and glutes were sore by telling me to get a message or soak in some epsom salt. A part of me felt that the more people I told about my DOMs the soreness I would feel. Did it work? Hell naw! But at least it felt good to talk about it.
So all went well at the gym until I got home. That’s when all hell broke loose. A crisis occurred with my health business and I found myself on the phone, faxing over documents and doing my best to rectify a problem that was caused by someone else. I also double booked a client for this Thursday and had to take care of that afterwards. Four hours later my nerves were shot and I was mentally exhausted. But to make matters worst my PC went out on me during this crisis. So now I have to get that fixed! AAAARRRRRGGGGG!!!!! Thank goodness for MACs. If I didn’t have this MAC laptop I would have been screwed!!!!

I was very tense and after the chaos and I found myself driving to the local gas station to buy a wine cooler to take the edge off. Unfortunately, they don’t sell single wine coolers anymore. If you want one here in Georgia you have to buy the whole case.  So I brought a four pack of strawberry wine coolers. As soon as I left the store there was this lady pumping gas nearby. I walked up to her and offered two of the wine coolers in my bag. She was hesitant at first to take them until I told her that I only wanted to buy one but the store doesn’t allow that. So she took the two wine coolers I offered and said "Thanks". She had a bad day too but decided to buy a big bottle of vodka and mix it with the wine coolers! DAMN! She’s going to use wine coolers as a chaser? OUCH! **grabs liver**

When I got home I sat back in my business chair looking at my broken down PC and enjoyed my two wine coolers. You know what? It worked! My nerves were at ease and I just brushed the entire experience off by saying "Sh1t happens"

So now I am cutting off any form of alcohol for the rest of this year. I had some wine last Saturday and two wine coolers yesterday. That’s enough booze for the rest of this year. The next time I feel like I’m going to go out of my mind again………..I’ll just take a nap!

My legs are so sore right now. They really hurt but that’s a good thing but it means that I did a good job working them yesterday. Right now I’m getting ready to head to the gym for back and arms. I won’t do any cardio because my legs hurt too bad for that. Tomorrow afternoon I will do sprints up and down my street though. This will save me time on going to the gym for cardio. But I’m not going to wear any booty shorts per the suggestion of Michel. LOL

OK, time to get my butt in gear.

cya!

I just woke up from a nap and I feel so refreshed. Taking naps on leg day is the BOMB! Just sayin’

Can you believe this is the first time I actually used that slang term "just sayin"? Anywho, I was so caught up in my leg workout story that I forgot to mention that this chiropractor was up at our gym today giving free body fat readings.  This is what he did. He told me to get on a scale so he could weigh me. Then he asked for my age and height. After that he stuck these things on my right leg which was hooked up to a machine. He put two pads on my right foot, one pad on my chin and the other pad on the top of my right knee. Two minutes later the machine prints out all this stuff about me but the only thing I wanted to know was the body fat reading.

So what did it say? It said that my body fat was 7.5!

He was like "WOW! That is great. Keep up the good job" but I’m like "That some straight bullsh*t" in my head. I didn’t want to say it out loud and hurt his feelings.

7.5% body fat? I don’t think so. That machine was being too nice. I know I’m at least 16% or maybe 17% but 7.5 is just not realistic. However, when I am ready for a REAL bodyfat reading I’m going to the university in my area. They put you in water and stuff to measure your body fat.  The test cost $60 so I know the reading is right on the money.

Nevertheless, it was good to pretend that my body fat was that low.

Oh how I like to play the pretend game.

Today I’m hatin’ anyone who’s 5′7" and under. Why? Because today is leg day and I saw this chick standing no taller than 5′3" doing ATG squats. She did it as if it was a cake walk. Meanwhile I am doing box squats which makes me want to puke afterwards. I have to be honest, today was first day in many many many years when I thought being tall was a disadvantage. I thought to myself "Why do they have it so easy with leg workouts and I have to work twice as hard?" I know the answer to this question but asked it anyway.

I manage to get through my leg workout though.  I did box squats, deadlifts, hack squats,  isolation leg press, 4 sets of 25 walking lunges and leg curls. My legs felt like jelly afterwards. Oh and I think I’m going to need to buy some straps because for some reason I can’t seem to hold the bar long enough during my deadlifts. It feels like it’s slowly slipping out of my grip.

Afterwards, I was so sore that I went up to the aerobics room to be alone. I did something very unusual while up there, somethng I never done before. I went to the corner of the room and sat down facing the corner. When I was a little girl my mother would make me sit in the corner "indian style" after she beat my azz for something I did wrong.  I remember how safe I felt sitting in that corner and how well I could think things through while there. My mom thought this was a punishment but actually I found it to be very comforting. Sitting in the corner in the aerobics room felt comforting too. Especially since I was feeling sorry for myself. I’m glad no one came up there when I was doing this or they would have thought I was crazy!!!! LOL

But something great happened while sitting in the corner. I begin to think of Lenda Murray. I remember reading that she was a sprinter and how sprinting helped formed her legs faster. hmmm? Sprinting? Maybe I should try that. Hell, at this point I have nothing to loose.

So I stood up, walked away from the corner and headed to the basketball section of my gym. My gym is pretty huge so the basketball side is really big. I walked to the other end of the court and started to sprint from one end to the other. I would rest twenty second in between each sprint. I did this ten times and it felt great. Seriously, I felt so alive doing those sprints and I could feel the soreness in my quads. I was happy again. Hooray for sprints! Now I have to figure out how many to do and how often to do them but in the meantime I will enjoy the pleasure of knowing that I have included something that will make defining my legs much easier.

:)

I didn’t rest today at all. I spent most of the day cleaning out my business room, donating old clothes, cleaning out the closets in my bedroom and guest room, washing clothes and returning emails.  I still have emails to return. Now it’s midnight and I’m going to bed.

Tomorrow is leg day! Whoo Hoo! I just love leg days.
SIKE!

OK, going to bed now. Tomorrow I’ll be back to my normal schedule so I’ll be spending more time on BB.com.

cya and good night!

I’ve been looking forward to this day. Friday was a blur and Saturday wasn’t even better. Look what I had to do Friday and why I packed a portable cooler full of food with me.

• 6 AM - Get up and get ready to leave in an hour
• 7AM - Left my house in route to Macon Georgia (which is an hour drive away)
• 8ish AM- Arrive in Macon to meet new clients who are filming wacky movie. Don’t ask me what the movie was about because I don’t care so I didn’t ask.
• 12:30PM Pack my things and headed back to Atlanta
• 2ish PM - Renew my gun license
• 3:15 PM - Arrive at a lawyer’s officer for a good friend of mine for a deposition on his behalf. He’s in a major civil suit and has me listed as witness
• 5ish PM - leave the office and head to the gym
• 5ish PM - Arrive at the gym and workout arms (triceps and biceps)
• 7:05 PM - Leave the gym and head over to see Nick who was suppose to leave yesterday but decided to leave late tonight instead.
• 9:50 PM - Arrive home completely exhausted.
• 10:10 PM -  Goes to bed!!!!

Geez! I’m getting tired just typing it. UGH!     Yesterday was no better. I had to see clients and afterwards do yard work. My neighbor took pity and helped. God bless him because I needed all the help I could get for that yard.
Yesterday I had a cheat meal. I had a medium veggie lovers pizza with thick crust and I ate the entire thing. I finished it off with a bottle of strawberry wine and half a bag of chocolate chip cookies.
I REGRET NOTHING!!!!!!!!!

Right now I’m about to make herstory! I am sooooooo tired from today that I’m going to bed early. That’s right ladies and gentlemen. For the first time in 6 years I’m going to bed at 10:00PM

Good-night and see you tomorrow.

I am up soooooooo early this morning. I have a FULL day today. I will be moving non stop starting at six this morning and things will not calm down until ten o’clock tonight. The funny thing is that I will squeeze two hours at the gym into this schedule along with bringing my plastic cooler full of food.
now that’s dedication.

cya!

Earlier this morning I wrote about how many of the guys at the gym who never bothered to be my friend are all of a sudden acting like they are my big brother or something. Lately I’ve been getting "extra attention" and I had no idea why? I wasn’t dressing sexy. I still wear my big t-shirts and shorts. My hair is always under a bandanna pulled into a ponytail and I come in there with zero make-up. I always come in there with zero make-up so what’s with the sudden help and attention?

Well I found out why? As I was walking into the gym Brian (My Friday lifting partner) was coming out and I told him what’s been going on lately at the gym and if he heard anything or knew why. He started to laugh and said that the guys have been gossiping about me. They said that some white guy came into the gym last week and stole me from the home team. LOL!!!! They talked about it so much among themselves that they came up with a plan to "bring me back home".

"Word is that the brothas let you down and made you seek THE MAN! They feel that it’s up to them to show you that staying black is where it’s at. So I think they all are going out of their way to make sure you know that the black man will always be here for you and this is where you should stay. Not only that but they found out that you are competing for your first competition next April and want to show their support."

"So I’m getting all this attention because they know about me and Nick? Hell! He’s leaving for Nebraska tomorrow. We were just having fun together during his visit. We’re not engaged or anything DAMN! " I said

"Don’t tell them that. Let them keeping thinking you are still seeing him. I personally don’t give a damn who you see. You are a grown azz woman and can do what you want to do. Sh1t, half those N-word date white girls too so who are they to talk? But if they see a sista do it then they feel the need to come to her rescue and so call save her from THE MAN!"  Brain said laughing

"Who the f*ck is THE MAN?" I asked

We both laughed after I said that.

We talked more about this situation which went from shocking to comical. Both of us thought the entire thing was down right stupid but Brian told me to use it to my advantage.  After talking another 10 minutes I finally went inside while he left for the day. Today was leg and shoulders day and just to see if Brian was right I used improper form on purpose. Sure enough they came to my aide and for the rest of the day I was "monitored".

Unbelievable! Can you all believe this crap? I find the entire experience very funny and highly entertaining. Going to the gym from now on is going to be a very joyful experience. All because of Nick.

Geez! Who knew? **shrugs shoulders**