Monday, May 02, 2011
Today our torturer, Nicole, went faily easy on us.
Today was Resistance Band Day.......only 7 hours.....I mean MINUTES.......of this one.
It started out good. By that, I mean I kept up with not much problem.
We were sitting on the floor, the resistance band around our feet with our legs stretched out. For once in my life, I am glad I have short legs.
We do a kind of crunchy thing, then I realize my form is off. There are only two more to go, so I straighten my spine and do it the right way.
We have our resistance bands crossed, which is a good thing, since I don't have to cross my eyes as the straining gets more developed.
Of course, by the time I get all straightened out, she is already doing something else.
By 3 minutes, my arms are shaking.
I have arm flaps........big enough to use as wings.........and they were just jostling along, letting me know that "WE don't DO these!" and other mumblings of grief.
I did manage to finish up though, and the arms were grateful.
Then we put the resistance bands under our knees while kneeling, and are supposed to make these circles.......small, medium and large. Then reverse the order.
As usual, I am making circles of all sizes, in all directions, then realize I am not supposed to have my bands crossed.
I uncross the bands, do a few more circles, which are much easier now that the bands are not crossed, and then some easy arm stretches with the band across the back. Not bad on that one.
She shows her impatience by having such a short amount of time for stretches that I know she is disgusted and wants to go work out with the "Big" people.
Fine. Adios. Good-bye.
I am suspecting that she will really get me tomorrow! But hey.......I'm on track.
I know that my arms are going to be screaming tomorrow, because I can already feel them now.
C'mon, Sparkies, this one is possible!
Sunday, May 01, 2011
YeowLing and I lunged at Day 3 of the Spring into Shape Challenge.
Actually, YeowLing laid on her back, purring while watching me. I'm telling you......that cat is something else.
Okay. I was overjoyed when I found out today's video was only 6 minutes long. I thought "This is a good thing, and I am sure I can do it".
By now, you all know what I get when I think.
Nothing's new in that category.
Today Nicole was into lunges.
I don't do lunges gracefully. I do more of a lurch.
I use the excuse that I have bad knees (true), and that keeps me from good form (false).
I have bad form because I can't get my body and what I see on the screen to connect.
Nicole does these lunges without hanging on to something for dear life. She just lunges away, seemingly mindless.
Not me. I have a death grip on the desk, and no matter how hard I try, my lunges really are lurches.
She is just chattering away, lunging to her heart's content, and I am doing my spasmodic lurch.
However, I DID notice in this video that she is actually breathing harder than I have ever heard from her before, so I am encouraged. She actually even slightly lost her balance once.
Do you suppose this woman is actually HUMAN???!!!
So I kept up with her today, doing my lurches and trying my best to figure out how to lunge.
DH was downstairs, not brave enough to come watch today. He's much better off staying down there.
So okay. I lurched, walked and now am going to do gardening. Then I will quilt.
All in all, a pretty darned good start of the day!
Saturday, April 30, 2011
The fact that I'm writing this blog is proof that I am still alive.
I did both the cardio AND the Day 2 Video.
I was fine on the cardio. Slid right through it. Actually, it was the easiest one on the video of Cardio Blast..........No. 1, the Walk It Out. Sure, it is the easiet one, but hey! At least I did it!!
By the time I finished that, including the warm up and cool down, the video of Day 2 was downloaded.
By the way........does anyone else go nuts over how long these videos take to download???
Ah, back to Day 2. It claims to be a "take off on pilates". Don't let them kid you.
It is a killer. At least it was for me.
I get down on the floor, thinking "Okay, Day 2. I can do this!"
A big fat HA!
It is working on the abs. Never my favorite thing to work on, as my abs are not in the best of shape anyway.
I have my knees bent, and keeping my back straight, I am supposed to lean back as far as I can, and then come forward again.
Okay. I do that one with not much ado.
Then we slightly alter our position and do it again.
I do it, but not quite so cheerfully.
As we move along, the workout gets tougher and tougher. I manage to keep up, but there is a LOT of negative thoughts entering my head.
I do NOT want to do this, but I have been challenged. Ergo, I continue.
My abs are beginning to scream in protest louder than those protesters in Wisconsin.
My arms feel like they each have cinder blocks attached to them, and are getting harder and harder to keep elevated.
On my back now..........finally a rest, right?
WRONG. Remember, Dear Ones, we are dealing with the Nasty Nicole. She who loves to see me suffer.
I am doing crunches on my back, doing another thing on my hands and knees where I am supposedly balancing my body with having my right arm out and my left leg out.
Then she says "pulse it!". Right.
I have BEEN "pulsing it" all along, trying to keep my balance.
Oh, goody. Now she expects me to do the same thing with left arm and right leg.
This woman is a monster. She has no respect for my chubby body, nor my ancient age.
She blithly goes on her merry way, all cheerful and everything, to the next torture chamber.
By now I am so angry with her that no WAY will I give up!! I will not give her the satisfaction of seeing me quit!
I'm sure she has caught on, and is now being all nice and easy peasy doing stretching.
THIS I can do. I want to stay in the stretch on the floor forever. I am safe there.
The stretching feels ever so GOOD!!
I continue on throughout the routine, and now am finished.
All this time, my cat, YeowLing, has been on the floor with me. Except she isn't doing a workout. She has been sleeping on her back.
A real encourager, that one.
I think tomorrow I will attach weights to her feet and make her suffer along with me.
Day 2 is COMPLETED.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Posted April 30th, 2011 at 10:00am in Enterprise and Free Markets
Milk might do a body good, but if it’s unpasteurized milk sold by an Amish farmer across state lines, it’s a whole other story… or at least according to the Food and Drug Administration (FDA). The Washington Times reports:
A yearlong sting operation, including aliases, a 5 a.m. surprise inspection and surreptitious purchases from an Amish farm in Pennsylvania, culminated in the federal government announcing this week that it has gone to court to stop Rainbow Acres Farm from selling its contraband to willing customers in the Washington area.
The product in question: unpasteurized milk.
It’s a battle that’s been going on behind the scenes for years, with natural foods advocates arguing that raw milk, as it’s also known, is healthier than the pasteurized product, while the Food and Drug Administration says raw milk can carry harmful bacteria such as salmonella, E. coli and listeria.
And so, let the nanny state regulation begin. Well, actually, let it continue. We’re seeing an awful lot of it these days, especially when it comes to food. Take vending machines, for example. Heritage’s Diane Katz writes:
To temper the snack food cravings we are supposedly incapable of controlling, Congress is forcing vendors to post the calorie counts of vending machine items. Thus, we’ll supposedly pick the healthier brand of potato chips, cookies, candy, and soft drinks.
Expect to see more of it. Last year, President Barack Obama signed the FDA Food Safety Modernization Act, which grants the FDA a host of new powers. Katz explains:
The FDA Food Safety Modernization Act would authorize the FDA to dictate how farmers grow fruits and vegetables, including rules governing soil, water, hygiene, packing, temperatures, and even what animals may roam which fields and when. It would also increase inspections of food “facilities” and tax them to do so. And, fulfilling the dream of a long line of agency officials, the bill grants the FDA unilateral authority to order recalls.
On top of being costly ($1.4 billion in new spending between 2011 and 2015), the necessity of new regulatory powers is questionable. The motivating force behind FDA regulations — and the reason for the crackdown on Rainbow Acre Farms — is a concern over food-borne illness. Katz says that incidents of such illnesses “have actually been declining for more than a decade, in spite of higher consumption of the raw foods that are most often associated with outbreaks of food-borne illness.”
Tags: cow, dairy, fda, milk, pasteurized, regulations, unpasteurized
Friday, April 29, 2011
Okay. A new challenge.
I love challenges. I am a very competitive person, and challenges fire me up.
Spring into Shape Challenge has my old nemisis, Nicole, leading it. Wouldn't you just know it!!
The challenge is set to start May 1, but what the heck. I was motivated today, so today I started it.
Day one was a kickboxing 10 minute video. I have done this before, but not for a while. For the most part, I did okay.
Until the jumping jacks.
Now some of you KNOW that I am not co-ordinated enough to do jumping jacks. Not to mention that I can't imagine jumping my body completely off the floor and landing safely.
Because I am not a stranger to her wicked Cardio Blast workout video, I knew she was going to come up with those damned jumping jacks. And I knew I wasn't going to do them.
Instead, I jogged in place FAST. I think that is a fair trade-off.
My glisten was running down my face, so I know I at least was doing cardio.
Then there's the other one where you are doing a side kick and then have to punch the opposite direction.
I would have been better off had I just continued to run in place.
DH walked into the room as I was attempting this one. His eyes got really big, and then he burst out laughing.
I judiciously kept on with the attempted workout.
He looked at the screen and saw what I was supposed to be doing.
He laughed so hard he had to hold his stomach. Tears were running down his face.
I kept going.
The roaring of his laughter didn't help my attitude at all.
I hopped over to the laughing fool and punched him. Hard.
He staggered out of the room.
Nicole must have seen me punch him, because she switched to a different routine.
Ah, workouts. They're good for the emotional well being some times!
I feel great!
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