June Modeling Contest>>>What was I thinking??

So, I sent in some pics to the World Physique modeling contest. I always see people requesting votes to these type of things and always consider them a longshot for me...so I don't enter. Well, it just so happens that the peeps liked my picture and entered me into June's monthly contest. The only thing...I've fallen way behind. I posted request on Myspace, Facebook, and Bodyspace. However, I need about 50 votes to even catch up but I dn't want to send individual emails to people so I'm reaching out through the blog. click the link and vote for me.

http://worldphysique.com/contests

Oh Yeah! Its ON!!!

 don't believe in resolutions...I don't make them because they are trite promises that people make to themselves so they can feel better about their failures last year...they end up re-living those same mistakes.However, in the last 2 years I have set goals for myself and I've pushed til I've accomplished them. Here my new goals:

In 2009, you will see me in a magazine, I will step on stage and walk away with a trophy, I will look better then I ever have, and when its GO TIME...I will not cheat, I will not waiver, I will not be distracted.

My goal is to be better in everything I do. Go hard or go home.


In order to be better, I need to make changes, make commitments, and more importantly...not waste my precious time and energy on things and people who are not worth the expense.

I will not waste any energy or time on those who want to use me, lie to me, mistreat me, steal from me, or assume that just becasue I add them to 'friends list'... that I want to hook up. That's not why I'm here so please don't waste my time and I won't waste yours.

Just because I add you...this does not mean I'm looking for a relationship, want to or will be willing to send you nude pictures. And if you are an Ex, I don't mind you looking at the page...Let it be a reminder of what you lost and will never get back because of...well, see the above list. But don't worry, I never loved you so I'm not hurting.

2009 will be a greater year than '08. I learned so much, rid myself of unecessary drama and those who I cannot respect; I've made amazing connections and true friends.

In 2009...I WILL BE OFF THE CHAIN!!

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Oh Yeah! Its ON!!!

 don't believe in resolutions...I don't make them because they are trite promises that people make to themselves so they can feel better about their failures last year...they end up re-living those same mistakes.However, in the last 2 years I have set goals for myself and I've pushed til I've accomplished them. Here my new goals:

In 2009, you will see me in a magazine, I will step on stage and walk away with a trophy, I will look better then I ever have, and when its GO TIME...I will not cheat, I will not waiver, I will not be distracted.

My goal is to be better in everything I do. Go hard or go home.


In order to be better, I need to make changes, make commitments, and more importantly...not waste my precious time and energy on things and people who are not worth the expense.

I will not waste any energy or time on those who want to use me, lie to me, mistreat me, steal from me, or assume that just becasue I add them to myspace 'friends list'... that I want to hook up. That's not why I'm here so please don't waste my time and I won't waste yours.

Just because I add you...this does not mean I'm looking for a relationship, want to or will be willing to send you nude pictures. And if you are an Ex, I don't mind you looking at the page...Let it be a reminder of what you lost and will never get back because of...well, see the above list. But don't worry, I never loved you so I'm not hurting.

2009 will be a greater year than '08. I learned so much, rid myself of unecessary drama and those who I cannot respect; I've made amazing connections and true friends.

In 2009...I WILL BE OFF THE CHAIN!!

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Pop, Lock and Drop...Riiiip!

The other day Mark mentioned to me that I don’t interact like I used to...that I’ve been using training as an excuse not to go out or participate in the UFC events that I’m always avid about attending. Well, its true...and since I’m on a medical hiatus from competing and am forced to back off of the intense training that I’ve been living on for the last few months...I need to do something to get my spirits up! Possibly get a life!

Last night was the perfect opportunity. Mark is with the boys this weekend and I have decided that I’m going out! I have a friend who is paid to keep the party going at one of the local hot spots and he’s always looking for a dance partner. I’ve put him off repeatedly and/or chickened out...but, you know what? Tonight we are gonna tear that floor up! At about 12:30, I put on my tightest, stretchy jeans a dance top and hit the club!

We were having fun...I spent most of the time on the floor or close to it since every song said to drop...so I had to drop it! You know how I do! I was having a blast and then I heard the heavy beat....Flo-Rida was mixing into Huey’s Pop Lock and Drop it! I had to do what the song said...My friend was all into it, I was all into it...and about the 5th time that I pop and locked it...I thought he hit me on the @$ when I dropped it...then I did it again...this time I felt a very very cold breeze on my backside and realized that wasn’t a pat on the butte that I had felt.

I stood up immediately and turned to him and said...God, I just ripped my jeans!! We had to get to a wall immediately because we had been dancing on a platform and I don’t know how many people I might be mooning. We backed up to assess the damage and we saw it...the split!

My pants looked like an old lady’s ripped hose....it started on the insde of my knee and carried all the way up to the top of my butte crack! How am I gonna get out of here!! I stood on the top of the stairs of the platform as he got his jacket, wrapped it around me and then headed to my car...We laughed the entire time...lucky for me, I’m a walking disaster so I don’t get embarassed but the bouncer at the door knew me and kept asking stupid questions really loud as we walked away...he thought L’s excitement and my giddiness was because someone was about to hit! I don’t think so!

The moral of the story...It doesn’t matter how stretchy a pair of jeans are... make sure you practice dropping it at home before you split your pants in public!

 

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Don't Make Resolutions

Happy New Years everyone!!!

Don't make any Resolutions for 2008!! Resolutions have the tendency to fail because there is no end in sight. Instead, make goals...if you can see a finish line you will be more inclined to stick with it and make this next year worth the hype!!

I'm not making any Promises. I have my goals and the Season starts in the morning!

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I didn't fart...(true story)

Well, I haven't embarassed myself lately, so its about time for me to fall down the stairs or drop my pants in a public park again.

Here's my story...

Almost everytime I have a cardio session, I like to wear a neoprene belt around my waist. It helps me get a good sweat and pull water from my trouble spots. Well, this morning I wore it during my leg workout. When I was done, i decided to go in a corner and get abs out of the way so when I finished running, I could just leave the gym.

I began my ab warmup with regular crunches. After the first set, I raised my legs for reverse crunches when I felt the air between my belt and my back disperse...Oh, my goodness!! The sound....its as if i had sat on a whoopi cushion or had one of those 'fart' machines on a hidden camera show. It was loud and long!!!

Personally, I would have brushed it off and kept going because I knew it was just the damp belt around my waist...unfortunately, I did not have a chance to explain it to the surrounding machines that were now occupied by the disgusted gym-goers. I looked around and saw the cross-eyed glares and wrinkled noses. If I could have turned red, I would have...luckily, they all scurried away from the imaginary smell so I could finish my ab workout in peace.

Moral of this story....Don't wear waist trimmers while trying to slim yours.

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What Will You Regret?

Every choice that we make today has a side effect - some are good; some are bad. I noticed that we have the tendency to think we are invincible. We'll do things to our bodies that we know are damaging but since the repercussions are not immediate...we bypass the nagging thought in the back of our mind that is begging us to stop. We know the side effects, done the research, seen the TV specials...but it still doesn't stop us.

Whether its an addiction, a way to deal, or just boredom...its a choice that we are not sorry for-well, not right now; but what about the future? One day we'll get to the point where our lifestyle will catch up to us...what we do now will effect that outcome. So...will you welcome it or regret it?

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Green!!!

'Just make it to the light and then you can walk' - This is the pep talk I give myself every evening while running. I'm at the bottom of the hill and all I can ever see is the red traffic light at the top...a half a mile up! I never make it. I run as fast as I can or I try to pace myself but that red light never gets closer...actually, it taunts me as it scoots back!

Tonight was amazing...I had downloaded a Benni Benassi megamix; the weather was perfect; and my spirits were high. One mile down-I turned the corner and started heading up the hill. I looked up and saw the light....red! Okay, go! I stopped looking at it. Instead, I looked at the ground right in front of me. I paid attention to my breathing and every step that I took. I didn't even realize that I had gotten to the top of the hill until I looked up and saw...green! I made it!! I almost pulled a Rocky 'Victory Dance' but I hadn't downloaded the song yet. Instead, I finished my hour.

Have you figured out that this is not really about a light? I'm 5 weeks out as of yesterday. My first competition will be  on October 6...there is no stopping me. When I realized that I had to look for a plan B...that big red Light was creeping away from me. No, I don't have everything that I need...but you know what? I need to focus on my breathing and taking this one step at a time. I'll look down at my next move instead straining to see the end!

Instead of focusing so hard on the finish line...Run the race! My Coach is always saying that to me...it bugs me. LOL!!

What's next in line for you? Whatever your goal is you have to learn to be patient. You have to put it into perspective and you have to slow down enough to run the race without burning yourself out. Don't let anyone or anything (especially yourself) get in the way. There is always an obstacle...what are you going to do with it?

You can accomplish your goals...the light is red right now...but, wait...oh, there it goes! Now its green so go!

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Because It Feels Good!

The title sounds kind of dirty...I like it!

Its hard to eat the same thing everyday, its hard to get up in the morning to workout just so you can turn around and do it again that evening. Its hard not grab a piece of candy and snack...So, why do it? Because at the end of the day, it just feels good.

No matter what it is...it feels great to do the right thing. Besides, you never know who is watching. Especially, the critics. If you set a high standard for yourself, or make a goal that is unattainable to the average citizen they will watch your every move...just so they can see you mess up (They feel better seeing you portray a human trait). We're not expected to be common. We are not allowed to be normal. Don't get mad...take it as a compliment. When someone hates on you because you won't go to the restaraunt, or stay out late, or can't accept plans because of your training schedule...don't sweat it! Don't even waste your time trying to explain yourself because they won't hear it. They don't get it. To them, this is torture and what earthly reason would you have to put yourself through this? 

Hmmm, Bodybuilding is a sport and to a competitor it is an art form. You have to work extremely hard to develop your muscle groups and then skillfully and artistically display those muscles on stage. You are Superhuman...whether you compete or not - if you have chosen this lifestyle you are an artist...and even though you put yourself through hell, at the end of the day...because you did exactly what you were supposed to do...that feeling of accomplishment and the results in the mirror are your trophies! Why do I do it?

Because it feels good.

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Felt up by Lee Haney

I hope the title doesn't get me into trouble.

~It is the constant and determined effort that breaks down all resistance and sweeps away all obstacles.~

Since I started training to be a competitor I have been faced with so many obstacles. Another one surfaced on Friday and I had another pity party for myself and was ready to throw in the towel. But then, fate stepped in - I met Lee Haney at GNC on Saturday and he reminded me that Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.

This man is amazing. We talked for a long while and he gave me his full attention even though other people were waiting to meet him. We discussed my workout schedule, my diet...he gave me tips for the next time, and told me how I can make it through the next 4-5 weeks. He was asking me to flex my arms as he poked and prodded me to check for body fat and water retention...'turn around' (poke poke); let me see your calves (poke poke)? Lift your shirt, lets see your abs (poke poke)...yeah, I'm in the middle of GNC and people are looking at us all twisted. I know he's checking my progress and I'm used to it so its not a big deal...but I have to feed into people's inquisitive nature!

As I was leaving I walked past this chick who had been staring at us with big eyes...I pretended to giggle like a school girl and as I walked passed her I said 'I just got felt up by Lee Haney'.

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Let me tell you something you already know.

The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't how hard you hit; it's about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. How much you can take, and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you. You're better than that!


This quote was sent to me as inspiration to push while going through a tough spot! Its from the lastest Rocky Movie...I haven't seen it yet but I really really like this quote.

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You dropped your pants

I put this in a Forum thread...but my threads keep disappearing.

I've always said that I am an entertaining person and that if someone just followed me around with a camera, my clumsiness would make them millions! I am such a clutz and have so many instances that I no longer get embarassed...and its a good thing. Here's my story. I had gone to the public park for my evening cardio session. I had only run a 1/2 mile when I noticed the string on my drawstring pant had gotten really really long...why didn' that clue me in? I'm running...in the zone and working it out! I passed this couple taking a slow stroll while holding hands. I'm so focused that I didn't realize that my pants had come undone; then I felt it! A small cooling sesnsation in my glueteal area...and then...my pants just fell around my ankles. I tripped on the legs and almost fell out of them. I didn't even turn around, I knew that I hadn't gone far enough to get away from the couple. Cars are passing me, people are watching me as they sit on their porch....I just pulled my clothes back on and started walking again; as I tried to get my pants on and tie them tight enough so that they'll stay on, a jogger slowly passes me and says 'you dropped your pants'. Moron, I know. but I hope you enjoyed the show! I still had at least a mile before I could get back to my car...I ran really fast and didn't look anyone in the face! The moral of this story...Elastic waistbands are our friends!

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The Dream of Seduction

I’ve discovered throughout my life that sometimes the dream of something is more satisfying then the reality. The reality of being with someone can be disappointing compared to my vision of the relationship. This is now playing true for food. Huh?

This morning I woke up and said...’when I go get my coffee, I’m getting a toasted cheese Danish.’ Hmmm! With every intention of cheating for breakfast, I headed out the door. I thought about how good it will be and licked my lips all the way up to the counter and looked at the display of pastries. I pulled out my wallet, gave my order, grabbed a napkin and left. When I got to work I prepared my breakfast, sat down, took a big whiff of my coffee and ate...my oatmeal.

Nothing is wrong with the thought...the craving. It’s your reaction that can do the damage. Every time I walk out my house I think about stopping and getting some kind of junk food that will satisfy my immediate desire.. I'll even drive into a fast food restaraunt or stand in the ice cream section of the store. No one will see me, I can go get it and scarf it down...will it really hurt me? It’s just this one time. I’ve been consumed with thoughts of sweets and now that I’m on my 4 week cut...it is so intense that I’m loopy and lethargic. I’m not the Queen of willpower (yet), I just hate hate hate the ‘what if’ game. Every morning I get up and my body has changed...I’m so much happier knowing that the sacrifices that I have made are starting to pay off and I'm one step closer to my goal.

But ‘what if’ I give in this one time...if I adhere to my longing I may never know how much better it could have been. Why open that door to seduction...once its open it’s not so easy to close it. He is a strong and attractive charmer. The dream of seduction is so much more wonderful than the reality. Because really, he says all the right things but will leave you feeling guilty, shamed, and hurting.

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My birthday blog!!!!

My Birthday Inspiration...I was talking with my coach and he said the phrase 'push it to the limit' which made me think so I decided to share.


It's about knowing what you have to do and doing it…everyone has that option to just push themselves or to push it to the limit.

'Pushing it to the limit' is very admirable. You work hard, you do what you have to do and everyone is proud of you and commends you for being persistent. And the best part is that you reap the reward…of coming in second.  


I choose to push past those limits! Everyday, I wake up tired and hurting. My body pissed not understanding why I'm acting as if I'm in basic training. But I know what I have to do and no matter how bad I feel or how much I want to sit on this floor in a puddle of my own sweat…I still have to finish.  


The HEART comes into play when you are completely spent but you push yourself to do a little bit more, then again, then again until you have dug up the strength to complete your task…but wait...throw a little icing on top just to make sure its finished. Just so you can say 'and then some'.  


In order to be successful in anything you have to be prepared to make certain sacrifices and to push until you've completely and utterly exhausted every inch of your being.

 

The more you cry, the more you hurt, the more you agonize…the more you will cherish. Anything worth having is worth the fight. If its to win a trophy, pursue a passion, or begin a relationship.  


Don't be complacent…don't be happy just pushing it to the limit…Go beyond that limit and see the difference. I promise that it will be torture but I also promise it will create a new and revived individual

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How Dare you...

How dare you judge me and tell me that I'm living 'unhealthy' and that I'm not happy (I don't remember you being in my head).

How dare you tell me that I'm not enjoying life.

How dare you say to me, as you drink your third coke in 2 hours, that drinking a gallon of water is not good for me.

How dare you sit there and pretend to care about my business as you inform me that I'm overworking my body because I'm doing too much. Spending all my life in the gym is bad for the social life and that I won't get a man because I focus too much on myself. I should quit this idea of a competition because its made me too cranky....

Hmm, uh no chica...you made too cranky. At first I was pissed off about this...that my boss and co-workers are educating me on fitness as they gather around boxes of krispie creme donuts and diet coke. You...who are obese and five seconds away from diabetes and a stroke...you are informing me that my habits aren't healthy?

I need to keep people out my space...they are jealous because I have the body that they want (not to sound vain but if you saw these people the only thing you would be able to say is...damn!). Per some survey that I saw on the news a while ago, I live in one of the 'fattest' towns in America (no, not the state of GA but America) ...but they don't care. I can't be mad at them, I feel sorry for them.

These are the people who want that magic pill to dissolve all the fat out of their body as they sleep and they can wake up and piss out 80 pounds before work; this is the group who will get sucked and tucked and get upset because they have to go back in 3 months to do it again; this is the crowd who will buy every dream machine on TV because of the assinine promises made; this is the crew that is all talk and no action.

Well, if it was easy then it wouldn't be worth it. You can't be afraid of hard work in this business and I won't let you drag me down. Okay, I feel better after venting.

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