Spanishbelle’s BodyBlog

Q. What do you say to a virgin when she sneezes?
A. Goes-in-tight!

Q. How do you know when you are getting old?
A. When you start having dry dreams and wet farts.

Q. Why don’t little girls fart?
A. Because they don’t get a**hol*s until they’re married.

Q. Barking dog at the back door wanting in and your wife’s yelling at the front wanting in. Which one do you let in?
A. The dog, once he’s in, he shuts up! Q. How do you turn a fox into an elephant
A. Marry it.

one step back.  My eating was not great today.  I lost track of time, I lost track of count…it just went to hell.  Can’t say I was over, can say I was more than likely under.  Made it to the gym, worked on bi’s and tri’s, it was good, concentration better than yesterday.  My back is sore from yesterday.  Had a nice, long sweaty walk on my treadmill in the garage.  I can’t tell you how hot it was in there, what I can tell you, I was soaked and tired.  Up late, another step back!  I’m working on it though.  I’m going to come back strong and better.  Best of all, I’ve picked out my next wicked weasel!

It’s a scorching 101 degrees here in Texas and you can feel it the moment you step outside.  I’m skipping the running outside today, have kid stuff to tend to this afternoon.  I’m not straying though, or talking myself out of what I wanted to get done today.  I worked in a light weight workout at the gym after training a client.  I’m having a hard time concentrating on my weight-lifting while I’m in the gym, any gym.  I have no idea what is up with that other than it’s really annoying.  After my weight training I hit the treadmill for some speed work.  My concentration on the treadmill was okay.  Personally, I don’t like someone running next to me but it could not be avoided.  Since I was aware someone was next to me my concentration was not what it needed to be but it was better than it was while I was weight training.  I’m done for today, weight and cardio, all this before six p.m.!  I’m training for another half-marathon with a client, we’ll see how that goes!  Time to shower, head out and talk to my girlfriend who I will no longer work with by the end of this month.  She sent me an e-mail to let me know about my temp job coming to an abrupt end, which I found a little cowardly.  Not her fault, she’s not the boss, but still, pick-up the phone.  Hell, maybe that’s just me.

Today was one of those darn days where it would of been great if it was a Friday.  I decided to stop training around July or so, therefore, I started passing on clients.  Well, come to find out the gym I was working at is going to be closed this Friday.  I found this out last week, not a big deal.  I was headed out anyway.  I’ve been doing some work with a girlfriend on the side and although it’s not my thing I figured I’d stick to it until come August when school starts.  Well, that is coming to an end at the end of this month.  I called up my sisters.  "It wasn’t suppose to be this way!"  I exclaimed.  "I had plans!  I was suppose to leave them…not them me!"  All of them laughed at me and I was being serious.  That’s the thing about planning.  It really riles me and throws me off when I plan something and it doesn’t turn out the way I had planned!  I took myself to the track today.  Run off some thought, get a little lost in the music, heat, humidity and sweat.  I’m still a little bent out of shape, but oh well…moving on!

I haven’t had an incredible work-out since I don’t know when.  Allow me to rephrase that, I haven’t felt incredible after a workout since I don’t know when.  I had no choice but to take my workout into our garage today.  Lights went out during a storm at the gym, tornado sirens rang and we were all kicked out during a torrential downpour. 

I have all the toys.  A leg extension/hamstring curl machine.  A pull-up machine, a bench press machine, olympic bars, medicine balls from 2 to 12 pounds, a rack with dumbells, treadmill, stair stepper, hell I even have a wrestling mat!  So I hit it, music of my choice, no lines, no mess, no fuss.  Since there’s no air conditioning in there, I worked up a good sweat in 10 minutes.  So why did I join a gym?  Eye candy my friends, eye candy!   LOL.  I enjoyed shutting out the world and having a moment with myself.  No candles, dirty cold iron and sweat! 

I saw this woman at the grocery store sporting a goat-tee.  Seriously.  It was groomed and it was real.  Here’s the deal HE, her man, did not mind.  He was clean-cut, not a spec of fuzz of any kind of his face.  He was carrying on with her like she was the only woman in the store.  Kissing on her, caressing her face.  I watched, amused and horrified at the same time finding the whole thing, bizzare and well, very unappealing.  All I can say is, nasty!  Girlfriend, wax on and please do, wax off.