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There's a Whole Group Doing This in My Room!

Friday, August 28, 2009

Ok. I did my challenge of doing three workout videos with Nicole this week.

Today was Video No. 3. the so-called 12 Minute Pilates Abs Workout. I did two reps of this video, and it took me 30 minutes. I printed out the instructions so I wouldn't get lost like I usually do with her videos.

I begin by keeping up with her on the warm up. Then we do "The Hundred" Hold and Pump Arms 100 times. At the first go round, I have a hard time figuring out her directions about breathing and counting. So I stop, read the instructions and begin again.

I forgot to pause the video. Now I am on the floor, doing these 100 arm things, and don't want to break my stride, so the video continues to run. This gets to be a tiny bit confusing. She is talking and I am counting, but I will not give up my count! NO SIR!! Plus, since I have committed myself to doing these exercises twice, I continue on to counting to 200.

By the time I am finished, she is on to to two moves ahead of me. I read my pages, and go to the Single Leg Stretch, all the while she is talking about the Single Straight Leg Stretch. I still don't stop the video, just keep working out.

I am all messed up with my count and how to do this one while she is showing another one. I am already on the floor; getting down here is not as easy as it sounds, and getting up from here is another workout, so I stay where I am. Nicole keeps moving on, speeding past Double Leg Stretch and straight into Criss Cross. I am back on Single Straight Leg Stretch, I think. I don't know what I am doing. But my abs are beginning to hurt, which is always a good sign of them being worked.

Then I look at the screen and see what she is doing. For some reason, the Hip Lifts seem easier than what I am doing, so I abandon my current whatever-it-is-exercise and go on to the Hip Lift. I am on my side, leaning on my left elbow with right hand on hip, legs stacked uup and my body in a straight line. Now I am supposed to lift my hips up to the ceiling while balancing my weight on my elbow and the side of my left foot. Left FOOT??? Ignorant left foot??? I can't even get my left KNEE off the ground.

I lift what I can, then flop back down. Only to hear her say "Inhale to SLOWLY lower back down to complete one rep". Right. I mean Left. Or maybe I mean Right. Who knows at this point?

I try to lift the hip off the ground, not worrying about the ceiling, and it leaves the floor for a nano-second while I die, then back down it goes. No, not Slowly. Rather with a thud. I repeat this three times. Then I just give up and lift what I can, and do it for two full reps.

I glare at the screen where Ms. Torture is now doing Side Plank with Twist. This is an even harder version of Hip Lifts. She does her version; I do mine. Quite different exercises, but I am MOVING, which should count for something. There's supposed to be a way to thread my right hand underneath the left arm. I don't know how to do that.

And now I have to do the other side. There is no improvement, but I go through the motions....uh, my VERSION of the motions........and she is blissfully blathering away about some other move confirmed to cripple me for life.

Ms. Smarmy shows up. "You are not doing these right, you know". SHUT UP YOU STUPID PRIG BEFORE I BANISH YOU FOREVER. She gets the hint and goes across the room to lean on the wall and silently smirk at me.

Huff, puff, lift, strain, groan, count.........is this thing ever going to end? I grab the sheet and see the next one is the Modified Plank. I can do that one. It says to hold it for 10-30 seconds, so I do it twice to 20 seconds. Ms. Smarmy says "You are compromising, and in this case, compromise is not the most ideal thing to do". But so what! At least I am DOING It, for Pete's Sake! Leave me alone!

Enter Little GoodyTwoShoes. "Oh, I can do THOSE easily! Want to see me do them? Shall I teach you how to do them? You aren't doing them correctly." If I weren't on the floor, I would get up and throw her out the room WITH her smirking buddy, lock the door and throw away the key. I settle for giving her a dirty look and strain harder.

Mind you, I am doing all this without music. Another huge mistake. Nothing to distract me while I agonize. I am experiencing these head on. No mercy.

I go through the Plank, which is not the same as when WALKING THE PLANK in one of those pirate movies (those exercises are much easier than this one is), and end up doing my stretches.

Just to make sure I worked my entire body out, I get out the ball, and do the back stretches, ab roll out and then the wall deep knee bends.

That's enough for one day. Heck. Who am I kidding? That's more exercise in one day than I used to do in a year.

My body needs it's shower and lotion rub down. It has earned it. And tomorrow that damned scale better show less tonnage, or it is going!

There now. I feel better.

  
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BEA-N-ME 8/30/2009 1:47PM

    You are the BEST! I love it when you share your life with me. Makes my life that much easier to live. Thanks! Luv ya! Lynn

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MPENNE 8/28/2009 4:43PM

    Good for your for making it through. emoticon I always sit on the couch and watch the video several times before I actually start trying to do the videos. Even then however I seem to get behind or turn the wrong way or lose count. Thank you for sharing your great sense of humor. We all need a few laughs to get us through this extremely frustrating journey.
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ZATANNA 8/28/2009 2:26PM

    emoticonI really enjoyed your blog, glad to know I'm not the only one to get frustrated & behind on those videos! emoticon Thanks for a good laugh, I needed it today. emoticon
Cindy

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Challenges, Nicole, and Volunteering

Sunday, August 23, 2009

You would think I knew better by now to not get in to any of Nicole's tricky videos. Nope.

I was having a great "day off" (which I have dedicated to Sundays) until I got an email challenging me to a new thing. The thing is to accept a new challenge each week and see how I do. So I said ok before reading this week's challenge.

Wouldn't you know it! It is to do three of Coach Nicole's 10 minute workouts this week! THREE videos of her in one week!!!

I need to get the shirt that reads "Help me stop Volunteering!" I jumped right in on this challenge before reading it........my usual amount of information which causes me to volunteer.......only to wish I had my right "volunteer" arm cut off.

Ah, well, being a person of my word, I might as well get it over and done with. Time to find her stupid killer videos. I choose the "10 Minute Crunchless ABs", one which I vaguely remember suffering through before.

I am a stronger, more fit person now than I was then, so shouldn't have nearly the difficulty I had before, right? I get out the mat and I AM READY!!

As usual, she begins benignly then works up to the harder stuff. I amaze myself that I am keeping up with her! We move on to the next one, which is definitely more intense, and again, I keep up with her! Oh, I am the Champion here!!

We move through the workouts, and I am doing very well indeed, and I can really feel the benefits of it all in my abs. I can even do the lean back thing without tipping over! When it comes to the part where I am on my knees, raising out and up right arm and lifting left leg, I stay balanced and steady! HO! This is a NEW THING for me! AND I keep up with her on this one, too!

Down into the stretches we go, and things are fine. I can already feel stronger abs.

Then I click on to get my points for the workout, and there it is. It is showing the SECOND set that I am supposed to do. Drats! I thought I was going to get away comparitively easy today. But no. I must be honest with myself and to my body and to my Spark Friends!

I do the second workout and am amazed that I can actually do it better than the first time! No tipping over, no grinding the teeth, no cussing out Nicole. I actually behave myself, which is not always the case.

I have many changes to report regarding my body getting in to better shape. All those days of sweating .............uh, GLISTENING............are paying off.

I think better, get more done, feel better, have more energy, am stronger and faster. I look better in my clothes. I do not have to buy bigger pants, and I do have to return the ones I bought the other day size Large, because they are too big for me.

Yes, Life is good. But now I need to find the video for not volunteering. Anybody have one I can borrow??

I am going back to my Day Off.

  
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TOWHEE 8/23/2009 9:26PM

    Hmmm, sounds like I need to dig out Nicole's Crunchless Abs video. If you can do it, so can I. emoticon

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DARCEYOH 8/23/2009 4:36PM

    I feel I may look at Jillian Michaels the same way you look at Nicole. hehe

It's a great feeling when you realize your endurance and strength has increased. Being able to keep up, or go faster/longer than the video, or feeling it's no longer doing the job it once was... I find it fantastic!

Doing emoticon job!

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BOOPSTER69 8/23/2009 2:36PM

    Are we all just insane - loved this - I hear you - how did I get myself into this and where is the exit door - oh, wait, you mean I am getting more fit and I feel better both physically and mentally - except for that "volunteer" arm - yep! thanks for the laughs. Have a great day. emoticon

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Judgementalism, Sanity and Humanity

Saturday, August 22, 2009

I read a blog by Bizeemomto3, and she talks about realizing she is judgemental. She is NOT!

How do I know this? Because not only is she a Bizeemomto3, but she is also my famous Bossy Daughter.

I have known her all her life, and while she has no problem bossing me around, she is not judgemental. Honestly, she is the kindest, most caring person I have ever known. She has always been that way.

When she was about 5, she got a doll whose hair "grew" from Santa. She really wanted that doll for a long time. Its' name was Beautiful Crissy. Anybody remember them? Well, anyway, Bossy Daughter loved that doll, and even cried when she saw Santa had given one to her.

All Christmas morning, there she was, combing Beautiful Crissy's hair and changing the doll's clothing. Just filled with happiness. It was a real heart warming thing to watch.

Then she went down the street to see what Corinna got from Santa. Corinna loved Beautiful Crissy, too, but Santa didn't leave one for her. She cried and threw a fit until BD gave in and traded her much loved dolly for a yo-yo, just to make Corinna stop crying and stop being mad at her.

Home she came, with a very sad look on her little face, and showed me the yo-yo. It didn't take me long to get on the phone and straighten things up with Corinna's mother, who told me I was being judgemental, and should let the kids decide which toys they wanted.

I didn't take kindly to that response, and let her know where she could put her idea of me being judgemental! We donned our coats and went down and brought Beautiful Crissy home.

Bossy Daughter's biggest problem has always been that she places the comfort, well being, safety and happiness of others ahead of her own. Her heart pours out to mankind. Much more than most people's, and certainly, much more than mine does.

I have had friends who had the nasty habit of telling me what I think and what I feel before asking me. I have been told that they "Just KNEW I wouldn't approve", so they didn't tell me things they were doing with their lives.

Now I readily admit, most of the time when I hear that, the speaker is right. If asked, I probably wouldn't approve of what they were planning on doing, if I thought it was unhealthy or unsafe for them. And I would have told them so, too. I don't like to see my friends or loved ones sabotage themselves.

So, if that is being judgemental, so be it. I don't apologize for that.

I admit to getting annoyed when they tell me what I think and feel, and I feel judged by them when they do so. I feel taken for granted and mistreated. I feel anger.

Yes, yes, I have been judgemental in other areas of my life where I should not have been so. I have had racial prejudices, sexual preference judgementalism, class distinction, education envy, and I have judged prettier girls than me as being "stuck up and conceited" without even knowing them. I have been critical of others lifestyles with no investigation. Yes, I admit to all of those, and do not find myself in a favorable light because of it.

Last night my DH and I watched the movie "Soloist". Or maybe the title was "The Solo". It is a fairly new movie with Jamie Farr playing one of the lead roles as a genius schizophrenic musician, a "street" person who is discovered by a journalist, based on a true story. I highly recommend it to all. While being a very moving story, it is an exercise in unspoken judgementalism.

It is so easy to see the homeless as being lazy, dirty and shiftless. It is more comfortable to avoid eye contact and just hurry on by, than to stop and ask what I can do to help them. How easily it comes to mind, and too often to MOUTH, that "if they would just get a job!!" It is more comfortable to avoid any contact or getting too close because they are not clean, and do not smell good.

During my more "saintly" times, I have bought and handed out certificates for food at McDonald's or the other fast food places. I have even given them paper money, instead of just pushing past and say "I don't have any money" (when I really DO have some; I am just too stingy and self righteous to give them any).

None of these things make me proud. When I dwell on them, I feel small and guilty. I feel shame. I am very uncomfortable in my own skin.

I need to be reminded I am only a human being, and I am only being human.

But what about those times when we do judge that the actions our friends or loved ones are making will most certainly bring them harm or damage or danger? Shall we then become sanctimonious and not say anything for fear of sounding judgemental? Isn't that being parsimonious with our loved ones, depriving them of a different point of view or the knowledge of our caring about them?

Shall we all begin to now hide behind the political correctness of judgementalism? Shall we begin to be silent observers to our fellow man in order to stave off judgement? Shall we become so shallow that we sit idly by while watching a loved one become destroyed in order that we do not get blamed? Shall we become so apathetic that the simple kindness of caring about one another becomes obsolete?

NO, I shout! While I may be wrong with my judgements at times, I will not squander it away so that I will be held blameless.

Judging takes observance, interest and caring. One can choose which way to exercise it, for good, or for evil.

As for those who "know" what I am thinking, I have news for you. You cannot possibly know what is going on in my head unless I tell you.

I have a whole committee in there, and usually about 45 different topics of interest going on all at the same time. Each topic has its own priority, space and voice. It depends on which is the loudest as to which gets my attention at any given moment.

If I told you all that goes on in my head in the space of one minute, you would JUDGE me to be insane. Just as I would with you, if the tables were turned.

So I will continue my journey of life, judging as I go, and hopefully will not cause harm to others.

Judge me as you will, but don't tell me what I am thinking? I just might tell you!!

  
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LOVESCAMPING 8/23/2009 12:56PM

    Your daughter sounds like a beautiful person. I'm sure she gets a lot of that from her mom, too.

I think being judgmental is something that most of us deal with at times -- let me rephrase that. I think being judgmental is something that most of us DO. Many people may never do any soul searching or looking at oneself in the mirror as you have. I commend you for that and for your honesty.

When it comes to negatively judging, I sometimes think that people do so to not have to look at themselves in the mirror. When we're judging others, it keeps us too busy to look at ourselves in the mirror and do something about us. And sometimes we're afraid, afraid to identify with others and say, hey, but for the grace of God, there I go.

How scary it would be to be homeless. Yet, one bad car wreck, one very serious illness or trauma could put many people out on the streets. I was speaking to my son yesterday about the very thing, how careful I try to be when I'm driving because the injuries from a bad accident can put a person in the hospital for weeks, even months. Yep, there are things that can turn a person's life upside down.

I think judgment and discernment are similar but different things. And we do have to use discernment in dealing with people. I have compassion for alcoholics and drug addicts, but I know that I can't depend on them or trust them because of the nature of the disease. I don't think that's being judgmental. Just being realistic.

I think this was a great blog, leaving lots to think about.


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Judgementalism, Sanity and Humanity

Saturday, August 22, 2009

I read a blog by Bizeemomto3, and she talks about realizing she is judgemental. She is NOT!

How do I know this? Because not only is she a Bizeemomto3, but she is also my famous Bossy Daughter.

I have known her all her life, and while she has no problem bossing me around, she is not judgemental. Honestly, she is the kindest, most caring person I have ever known. She has always been that way.

When she was about 5, she got a doll whose hair "grew" from Santa. She really wanted that doll for a long time. Its' name was Beautiful Crissy. Anybody remember them? Well, anyway, Bossy Daughter loved that doll, and even cried when she saw Santa had given one to her.

All Christmas morning, there she was, combing Beautiful Crissy's hair and changing the doll's clothing. Just filled with happiness. It was a real heart warming thing to watch.

Then she went down the street to see what Corinna got from Santa. Corinna loved Beautiful Crissy, too, but Santa didn't leave one for her. She cried and threw a fit until BD gave in and traded her much loved dolly for a yo-yo, just to make Corinna stop crying and stop being mad at her.

Home she came, with a very sad look on her little face, and showed me the yo-yo. It didn't take me long to get on the phone and straighten things up with Corinna's mother, who told me I was being judgemental, and should let the kids decide which toys they wanted.

I didn't take kindly to that response, and let her know where she could put her idea of me being judgemental! We donned our coats and went down and brought Beautiful Crissy home.

Bossy Daughter's biggest problem has always been that she places the comfort, well being, safety and happiness of others ahead of her own. Her heart pours out to mankind. Much more than most people's, and certainly, much more than mine does.

I have had friends who had the nasty habit of telling me what I think and what I feel before asking me. I have been told that they "Just KNEW I wouldn't approve", so they didn't tell me things they were doing with their lives.

Now I readily admit, most of the time when I hear that, the speaker is right. If asked, I probably wouldn't approve of what they were planning on doing, if I thought it was unhealthy or unsafe for them. And I would have told them so, too. I don't like to see my friends or loved ones sabotage themselves.

So, if that is being judgemental, so be it. I don't apologize for that.

I admit to getting annoyed when they tell me what I think and feel, and I feel judged by them when they do so. I feel taken for granted and mistreated. I feel anger.

Yes, yes, I have been judgemental in other areas of my life where I should not have been so. I have had racial prejudices, sexual preference judgementalism, class distinction, education envy, and I have judged prettier girls than me as being "stuck up and conceited" without even knowing them. I have been critical of others lifestyles with no investigation. Yes, I admit to all of those, and do not find myself in a favorable light because of it.

Last night my DH and I watched the movie "Soloist". Or maybe the title was "The Solo". It is a fairly new movie with Jamie Farr playing one of the lead roles as a genius schizophrenic musician, a "street" person who is discovered by a journalist, based on a true story. I highly recommend it to all. While being a very moving story, it is an exercise in unspoken judgementalism.

It is so easy to see the homeless as being lazy, dirty and shiftless. It is more comfortable to avoid eye contact and just hurry on by, than to stop and ask what I can do to help them. How easily it comes to mind, and too often to MOUTH, that "if they would just get a job!!" It is more comfortable to avoid any contact or getting too close because they are not clean, and do not smell good.

During my more "saintly" times, I have bought and handed out certificates for food at McDonald's or the other fast food places. I have even given them paper money, instead of just pushing past and say "I don't have any money" (when I really DO have some; I am just too stingy and self righteous to give them any).

None of these things make me proud. When I dwell on them, I feel small and guilty. I feel shame. I am very uncomfortable in my own skin.

I need to be reminded I am only a human being, and I am only being human.

But what about those times when we do judge that the actions our friends or loved ones are making will most certainly bring them harm or damage or danger? Shall we then become sanctimonious and not say anything for fear of sounding judgemental? Isn't that being parsimonious with our loved ones, depriving them of a different point of view or the knowledge of our caring about them?

Shall we all begin to now hide behind the political correctness of judgementalism? Shall we begin to be silent observers to our fellow man in order to stave off judgement? Shall we become so shallow that we sit idly by while watching a loved one become destroyed in order that we do not get blamed? Shall we become so apathetic that the simple kindness of caring about one another becomes obsolete?

NO, I shout! While I may be wrong with my judgements at times, I will not squander it away so that I will be held blameless.

Judging takes observance, interest and caring. One can choose which way to exercise it, for good, or for evil.

As for those who "know" what I am thinking, I have news for you. You cannot possibly know what is going on in my head unless I tell you.

I have a whole committee in there, and usually about 45 different topics of interest going on all at the same time. Each topic has its own priority, space and voice. It depends on which is the loudest as to which gets my attention at any given moment.

If I told you all that goes on in my head in the space of one minute, you would JUDGE me to be insane. Just as I would with you, if the tables were turned.

So I will continue my journey of life, judging as I go, and hopefully will not cause harm to others.

Judge me as you will, but don't tell me what I am thinking? I just might tell you!!

  


Moderation and Motivation

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Ok. So most of you know that I truly know NOTHING about moderation. It's either all or nothing, the whole enchilada, feast or famine.

I was not scheduled for strength training today. I rather sluffed off yesterday, so of course, whole hog I go today. I worked with weights. I worked with the ball. I rode my bike. I rowed on the machine. I did squats, lunges, raises, and ab resistance band. I over did.

Then I proudly start to enter all of this, am satisfied with the points I earn, and decide to read Lovescamping's most recent blog. This brings me down to the right size.

I am reading her blog, and then start reading it over again from the top. Good grief!! She is talking straight to ME! Nearly every sentence she wrote points at what I have been doing. I read her wisdom three times, and decide I have to get honest with myself.

I have been griping about not losing the weight I want to, but bragging about the inches I have left behind. I have not been rigorous in measuring my food, either. I have, however, been very good with the water thing. Score one for me.

What I need to learn is moderation in all areas of my life. Beginning with this "weight thing". I need to allow my muscles a day in between workouts to re-oxyginate, and stop working out like a maniac.

When I am living the life of a crazed maniac, I burn out. Right down to the cinders. I actually get mad at the bike, weights, bands and rower, as though they are my problem. I even give them dirty looks. I feel superior because I am ignoring them, and teaching them a lesson!!

Lovescamping brought all of this reality to me today in her blog. She actually has motivated me to become more sane and balanced in my approaches to my body attitude.

I will "lighten up", get my head on straight and begin enjoying more of life than I have been.

Isn't it wonderful to have such motivational people in life??!! Lovescamping, you are my hero!

  
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ALMMOM 8/18/2009 7:19PM

    Moderation in all things!!!

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LOVESCAMPING 8/18/2009 5:47PM

    Wow! I am blushing and humbled. Thank you so much. I could almost say I'm speechless, but as my best friend says, that NEVER happens. Actually he's given me some good advice in the past about over training and needing to take some time off from the whole weight thing. And then a year or so down the road, I come to the same conclusions and repeat them back to him. And he says, "Is there an echo in here???" LOL

Bless you if you're not hard-headed as me.

And thank you so much for the accolades.

Shirley

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TRAMMELL2 8/18/2009 3:23PM

    I am the same way. I think I need to read Lovescamping's blog also.

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TRAMMELL2 8/18/2009 3:23PM

    I am the same way. I think I need to read Lovescamping's blog also.

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