Shannon’s More Fire BodyBlog

Ok, I submited an essay with some pics of myself for entry into a transformation challenge. It was kinda strange putting my pics out there for all to see. But hey- what do i have to lose? If picked I get supplements, dietary plans, and motivation all for free. See we’ll see what goes down. I’ll keep you posted. peace

NEVER GIVE UP!!

Went for my Sunday run this morning. Remember, Sundays are the days I go by myself. I thought I’d hit it a little harder today. There is a hill nick named "kilamonjaro" after it’s African grandparent, that I decided to conquer this morning. So, in order to conquer this hill, I needed MOTIVATION. So I pulled out the ipod, and picked one of my workout mixes. Not just any mix, not today-oh no!! I needed a hardcore mix today. So today I needed LL, onyx, dr. dre and more….. I needed a hardcore mix to help get me up this hill and then on. So, with music pumpin, mind in gear, sweat pouring down my face, I attacked "kilamonjaro".

Started on the trail, pacing myself, one step after the other, and trudged though the sand, the grass, and the rocks. There was the path, I look to the top, mind in attack mode, and began to attack the hill- with Dr. Dre’s "keep their heads ringin" i started up the hill. Mid way- calfs burnin, lungs screamin, but i kept on…nearly there- calfs on california fire mode, lungs were somewhere at the bottom of the hill….lol, but I did it!!!!!! So at the top, I did a little Rocky bounce with arms up, yelled out a "WOOO HOOOOOO!!!" Took in the view, then went down the other side of the hill. Did the beach, back on the trail, finishing on the road. My shirt was dropping, sun beaming down- but it felt GOOD!!!!!!!!!!! So I conquered "kilamonjero"!!! WO hOOOOO!!!!

now i have to go back and get my lungs…… lol

NEVER GIVE UP!!!
MORE FIRE!!

i have figured out my body. i cannot go by the scale. i must go by how my clothes feel. the scale , that blasted scale!!!! lol but yesterday, instead of walking i joined the divas for a spinning class at a gym, well, i put on my cycling shorts so that my ride could be a bit more pleasurable. lol ( i hate the sore butt feeling after spinning. ) well anyway, my riding pants slid right on… well what?!?!?!? is it me, or is it the shorts? hmmmmm……  so this morning, i put on my shorts to go running in , and they also just slipped right on. yesterday it could have been the pants. lol  but today, i got a little more excited. lol who hooo!!!!! the funny thing about all of this exercise is, when you are not looking, something happens, it just kinda sneaks up on you. when you are looking and looking, you tend to miss it. so what is the moral of the story? just do it….just enjoy it….just walk it….just lift it….just don’t sweat it…just feel the burn….just push yourself….just NEVER GIVE UP!!!!!

more fire!!

i have figured out my body. i cannot go by the scale. i must go by how my clothes feel. the scale , that blasted scale!!!! lol but yesterday, instead of walking i joined the dives for a spinning class at a gym, well, i put on my cycling shorts so that my ride could be a bit more pleasurable. lol ( i hate the sore butt feeling after spinning. ) well anyway, my riding pants slid right on… well what?!?!?!? is it me, or is it the shorts? hmmmmm……  so this morning, i put on my shorts to go running in , and they also just slipped right on. yesterday it could have been the pants. lol  but today, i got a little more excited. lol who hooo!!!!! the funny thing about all of this exercise is, when you are not looking, something happens, it just kinda sneaks up on you. when you are looking and looking, you tend to miss it. so what is the moral of the story? just do it….just enjoy it….just walk it….just lift it….just don’t sweat it…just feel the burn….just push yourself….just NEVER GIVE UP!!!!!

more fire!!

Sometimes in life, you wish you can stop things and get off for a second- ever been there? Sometimes reality does not match expectations, and you feel like hiding under a rock somewhere to lick your wounds. You ever been there?

I have realized that my morning walks have become like that. From 5:45 to around 7 a.m., the world actually stops, just for me. My walking group has to be the best morning walking group in the world. We laugh, we vent, we walk fast, we run, we push each other, but it is such a positive environment. Know how on cartoons, the dark grey rain cloud follows that one person? lol Well, imagine a cloud of positivity, following as we walk. After the walks, we usually end up chatting- to catch our breaths really- lol  but i sit here at my desk, trying to bask in that, if the feeling could be bottled, I would be sippin on it now, or even pouring it over my head. So, yes, I love the physical factor of the a.m. walks, but the mental aspects are equally therapuetic.

Funny thing is that on Sundays I go running by myself, in fact, I run on the paths along the waterside, I love it. I found this past sunday, that apart form leaving too late and the sun beating on my head, that I thrive off of the group, one person in particular really pushes me  ;) but i realized that when it was just me running, I had to dig deep to make it through. As humans, we thrive much better off of positivity, and even when I don’t feel like walking or running, I do, as I really enjoy the morning walking crew- I mentioned them before in a previous blog- but BIG SHOUT OUT to the DIVAS!!! Thanks sooooo much 

Now if only I can figure out what to do when the world starts up again…..lol more fire

NEVER GIVE UP!!!!

I had to take some people to the airport today, and then drop over a friend’s house to help him fill out an online jo application for. No problem. No sweat… So I pick up the couple and take them to te airport, no problem, I knew hat i would be out for a while, so I had my meal packed and ready to go. So at the appropriate time, I took it out and munched. Got to the second part of my journey and helped him out, then we started to talk about education and where it is headed, good conversation- really good….so good, I passed my next meal time…..I wanted to run out of his house, and come home, but that would be rude, so I began to walk towards the door, but of course, he followed me, talking even more. I walked to the car, he followed, I got in the car, he followed, still talking. It was past my time to eat, I could feel it, my energy was dropping, my head was feeling dizzy- must eat….must get to food….. he talked on…can he not see that i wanted to leave? lol he was talking more, so i started my car, he talked on, i put it in reverse and began to move, he talked more…..HELP!!! I’m HUNGRY!!!!! As you would know it, i had to stop at the store, and of course i couldn’t find what i was looking for. Maybe I saw it, but I was soooo hungry i didn’t see it…..must ….eat…….
so , to make a long , grueling story short, i am now sitting here with my salmon and some spinach, munching away….mmmmmmmmm didn’t think i was going to make it…

well, i have just come from the grocery store. while in the line, i looked at the various items that people had in their carts. interesting selection of chips, icecream, beer, and all sorts of other items. The interesting thing is that some of these people are not pretty big, in fact, they look as though they might be a little healthy. now wait a minute, don’t get me wrong, looking healthy and being healthy are two different things, i understand that, but i’m saying though. The thing about me is that if i even look at a carb too long, i start to grow..lol i have uncle who looks as if he could play american football as he is thickly big…when i was in college, people often thought that i was there to play American football, coming from bermuda, i didn’t know the first thing about the sport. lol looking back, things may have been different if i had learned the game -but oh well, no use crying over spilled milk. back to my thought….my genetics are so, that i can gain like nothing, i hear people complain about how they can’t gain anything…ha ha ha that has NEVER been my problem. lol my thing however, is cutting up. So i guess it is a fair trade, cutting is more of a challenge for me, but sometimes size matters….;)

just came back from my run, in fact, i am so "just came from my run" that my shirt is still soaked, and sweet sweat is dripping down my face- ya gotta love the feeling!!! Morning runs are so therapeutic- a chance to clear the head, talk out your problems or frustrations, take in the fresh, morning air, watch the sun rise, and challenge  yourself one more time. It is truly a blessing to be able to enjoy these things, so many  don’t have the opportunity or just don’t. so now i must get ready for school, i am soooooooo ready for the summer break it isn’t even funny…. wow, but for now, i must get ready- peace

ok, so i can usually go through my rather monotonous meals like nothing. But for some reason, just now i looked at my fish and asparagus, and thought…."fish again?"    wow, that came from out of no where too. but i really didn’t feel like eating it today, most days i am cool with the eating clean thing, but today i was wishing that i had something a little more tastier. why is it that clean eating does not get as tasty as the bad stuff? wow. i know that food is simply fuel, and if u look at it like that, there is no problem, but today i needed some NOS. lol but i ate it, next meal in 2 hours or so- chicken breasts….mmmmmmmmm

Here is the site of my trainer/ workout partner, the guy really knows his stuff and i am glad that he now has a web presence. It is still being tweaked, so i’ll post again when it is finished, but check it out when you can-http://carmichaelbryan.com/.