Morning Workouts

Can I just reflect on my current workout routine? Ok so first off, waking up at 5:30 every morning is surprisingly awesome. I have always been a morning person, but like a wake up at 7:00 a.m. morning person. I prefer to be awake when the rest of the world (so it seems) is still sleeping. That's why I have always liked being a night owl. Silence, solidarity, quiet. You pick.

The gym itself is a little dull. You got your early morning boot camp moms in a room busting their asses to get a sweat on. They've already been there for like half an hour when I'm just getting there so props to those ladies. The super fit career gym bunnies who are doing all kinds of working out and no sweating in their yoga pants and pretty ponies. Bitches. Last but never least, the muscle bound heroes getting their swoll on in front of the giant mirror, ya know, to get their form right. *wink wink* These dudes are always rocking one of  two types of music, 80's power ballads or techno. Can someone explain this to me?

Then you have the types like myself.  We like to wear sweat pants and cover up as much of our bodies as possible. This is obviously so we can increase our chances of sweat, or as Pinterest has informed me; making our fat cry. We push, push, push with our loud workout music blaring in our head, fighting to keep the beat and stay on the damn machine for just a few more minutes. We fall to the ground huffing and puffing, thighs shaking, face red and slick from the fat's tears, hair a mess and all for what? 200 calories. The gym bunnies scoff at us.

It's not over, we drag our asses off the ground and do the damn Ab. workout that has been especially designed for you by you based on your many hours of research. Also based on the level of pain you are already in. (Did you know the abdominals are the only muscles you can work out consecutively without hurting yourself? It's true. Google told me.)

Every other day you gotta do the arms. Every other day you gotta do the arms. Every other day, you gotta do the arms. It's a chant, it helps.

In the end it's all worth it because last week I was barely able to push through and this week, I am a little more able to push through. I figure it just gets better from here.

Yesterday when the girls and I were eating having breakfast, Abby said she wanted an April to April calendar because her birthday was in April. I was like" Oh cool". "Yeah", she says, "That way I can keep track of all my farts, everyday." *blink. blink.* Yep, that's my girl.

That explains a lot about Rogue. He's got the convict vibe.

I know what you're talking about with the snow pirates. In Ohio, I had a guy that was practically blind, could barely walk, he was like 60 years old and reeked of liquor. He would come by every day to ask if I needed my walk cleaned off.  I would give him a twenty every now and then just cause I felt like he needed a twenty and he would go out and make this little line that ou could barely fit one foot in front of the other out to my car. Every time he would try and hustle me for an additional twenty cause he felt like there was a lot of snow. He was amazing on a whole 'nuther level.

I've recently discovered the joys of Oregon rain. Yeah. I'm thrilled. In addition to my self imposed depression I am now under near constant cloud cover. (Ahem) For the past two days I have a lake covering the road that is the only way in and out of Falcon Loop. Today Rick had to come to my work and start my car for me because I got water on the distrib...blah blah blah... My car wouldn't start.

So then I got drunk last week-end and apparently had a very good time singing karaoke at the bar but unfortunately I got a little too upset with one of Marty's friends and did some inappropriate gestures and slapped him in the face a few times. It was all fun and games but still. Somebody needs to get their shit under control. *Pointing finger at self* I am not here for others entertainment. That's wassup.

So here. I wrote something. <3

Hello Snow and Ice my old friend~

The weather is uber cray cray right now. BUT enough about that. Random things I have discovered during this time of semi hibernation.

1. I freakin love "Downtown Abbey" I mean L-O-V-E. It's additicting and I recommend everyone get hooked. Seriously, I need someone to talk to about it. I have totally fallen head over heals for PBS. I mean PBS blows away any other channel. Ok, you know how I feel about the CW so all other channels.

2. Rogue hates cops. I mean, like really hates. I don't know if he was a drug dealer in his past life but as a dog in this one he has a HUGE vendetta. So the cops and task force were at their usual monthly "visit" across the street this morning and Rogue was all annoyed and hostile. I used to think he only hated people and cars disturbing his sleep/window time but he only barks at cops. AND cop cars...it's weird and totally Van Hazel of him.

3. Doctors offices are nuts and full of nuts. I went to Rhino's appt this morning and fell right in with the crowd. It's a small office, you know the kind where everyone knows your name..wait..that sounds familar..I learned so much from a group of people that all knew each other. One was missing an arm so I learned a lot about "ghost arm" which I knew a little about phantom limbs prior but nothing to this caliber. I also learned that one guy was part of a "snow blowers union" I mean who knew...I even got to see his union card which had a snowman on it..very appropriate. I got some advice on ringtones from a man encouraging his brother to keep an open mind in lamaze. The waiting time went so fast.

4. Random people will come to your house and ask to shovel your snow...for money....like more than 2 dollars money...I mean one kid showed up with a broom...hey, we can't all be Rhodes scholars.

5. Finally, I learned that "snow days" are really the universe's way of saying, "Hey Am, slow down a little would ya...enjoy the little things....whether it be a British show, a dog with high moral standards, a room full of nuts, or a belly laugh from a broom kid.

Until next time,

Cakes xoxox

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