Sooooo..you'll all be happy to know, I'm still at it. While I agree that going EVERY day and doing an hour of cardio plus weights was an ambitious goal. I have to admit..I think I might have been a little over-ambitious. I have managed to go at least 5 times a week, which I think is probably a pretty good record (so far).
Haven't seen shirtless hairy late 40's guy...Haven't seen 80's Sweatshirt Guy. They have disappeared so it seems...to be replaced by a new cast of characters. Nobody nearly as entertaining yet.
On a serious note, I am asking for help from my facebook and blog friends who might have experienced this...I am fricking exhausted! I have been working out, and doing my Weight Watchers diet. I am really beat! (and I wake up in the morning to this horrible empty feeling in my tummy..I'm assuming this is hunger...) I don't get it..isn't exercise suppose to make you more energetic? Honestly..I did my hour on the treadmill this am, followed by a good arm workout. I had to show condo's and townhomes today. I almost cried when I discovered most were on the 3rd floor and I had to walk up all those stairs! WTF~Over? Is this normal?
On a somewhat funnier note. As I entered the gym today, I noticed the WARNING sign and took a moment to stop and read it. Seems the pool and hot tub had been shut down due to "Fecal Matter Found In Pool". They were being drained and cleaned. My mind of course took me to the forever beloved scene in CaddyShack...which sent me in to a puddle of giggles. I'm certain I looked quite ridiculous..if not crazy standing there laughing my ass off at this sign. Still makes me smile a little..even now.
Also, I have spent the last 5 or so years explaining to my husband that he does not need supplements or energy drinks or any of that crap to get fit. So..yesterday I busted open his magic little bottle of N.O. Xplode and helped myself to a serving pre-work out. I think it might have helped with my energy. Kudos to my hubby who let a perfectly good "oh...see...I told you so!" moment pass with hardly a peep or an eye roll! God help me...next I'll be drinking Diet Rockstar and wearing spandex!
Monday, January 18, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
An open response to Mr. Royce Pollard’s “friend” request to me (Lee Kershaw) on facebook today 1/12/10
An open response to Mr. Royce Pollard’s “friend” request to me (Lee Kershaw) on facebook today 1/12/10 (he stated he is a “friend to anyone who is a friend to the City of Vancouver)~
With all due respect Mr. Pollard; I am a “friend” of Vancouver. So much so in fact that I moved here with my family so that my husband could continue his career in service as a Police Officer with the City of Vancouver. I’m surprised you don’t recognize my name.
While I’m sure it is difficult as Mayor to keep your finger on EVERYTHING that happens in your city…I would think that the Kershaw family name might stand out in your mind.
My husband, Chris Kershaw, a decorated Army Veteran and recipient of the “Medal of Valor” from the City of Vancouver Police Department, was unjustly fired from the Vancouver Police Department while you were still in office. He testified in favor of Navin Sharma and was crucified for doing so. He was called a liar, a bad cop, and “Brady’d” ending his long career as a police officer despite the fact that a local District Court Judge informed VPD that Chris had done nothing wrong or dishonest. This judge’s opinion was disregarded and Chris was fired and the city sent out “Brady” letters anyway.
Due to his unjust termination, and the circumstances around it, my husband was virtually unemployable. A fact that forced him to re-enter the United States Army in order to support our family and provide health insurance for me and our son. Luckily for our family, he is currently working as a recruiter locally, but when his orders here are up chances are very good his unit will go to Afghanistan (Where he will serve proudly protecting our Country).
You, my “friend” sat idle while the City’s Attorneys office and the upper echelon’s at VPD turned the local police department in to an environment where a corrupt few run the show…and the rest are left to duck and cover in hopes that they will not be next in the long line of unjust treatment, unnecessary internal investigations, and payback for doing the RIGHT thing and standing up for fellow officers who are being mistreated and discriminated against.
If indeed you are a “friend” to anyone who is a friend of the City of Vancouver Mr. Pollard, I would encourage you to step up and do the right thing. Assist us in resolving this dispute so that my husband can get back to work where he belongs; protecting and serving the City of Vancouver’s citizens.
Respectfully,
Lee Kershaw
With all due respect Mr. Pollard; I am a “friend” of Vancouver. So much so in fact that I moved here with my family so that my husband could continue his career in service as a Police Officer with the City of Vancouver. I’m surprised you don’t recognize my name.
While I’m sure it is difficult as Mayor to keep your finger on EVERYTHING that happens in your city…I would think that the Kershaw family name might stand out in your mind.
My husband, Chris Kershaw, a decorated Army Veteran and recipient of the “Medal of Valor” from the City of Vancouver Police Department, was unjustly fired from the Vancouver Police Department while you were still in office. He testified in favor of Navin Sharma and was crucified for doing so. He was called a liar, a bad cop, and “Brady’d” ending his long career as a police officer despite the fact that a local District Court Judge informed VPD that Chris had done nothing wrong or dishonest. This judge’s opinion was disregarded and Chris was fired and the city sent out “Brady” letters anyway.
Due to his unjust termination, and the circumstances around it, my husband was virtually unemployable. A fact that forced him to re-enter the United States Army in order to support our family and provide health insurance for me and our son. Luckily for our family, he is currently working as a recruiter locally, but when his orders here are up chances are very good his unit will go to Afghanistan (Where he will serve proudly protecting our Country).
You, my “friend” sat idle while the City’s Attorneys office and the upper echelon’s at VPD turned the local police department in to an environment where a corrupt few run the show…and the rest are left to duck and cover in hopes that they will not be next in the long line of unjust treatment, unnecessary internal investigations, and payback for doing the RIGHT thing and standing up for fellow officers who are being mistreated and discriminated against.
If indeed you are a “friend” to anyone who is a friend of the City of Vancouver Mr. Pollard, I would encourage you to step up and do the right thing. Assist us in resolving this dispute so that my husband can get back to work where he belongs; protecting and serving the City of Vancouver’s citizens.
Respectfully,
Lee Kershaw
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Looking for water balloon-ing arm muscles?
Hello everyone!
I wanted to take a couple of minutes to put forth to my valued followers a question. I am very curious...about the words we see when we look at pretty much anything to do with working out.
Words like "rip", "tear", "shred", "blast", "explode"...I could go on. Why is the verbiage associated with being healthy also the verbiage we use when describing destroying something? You have to admit...it doesn't make the process sound very fun...not that it is I guess..but this makes it sound more like detonating a building..not spending an hour or so sweating it out in the gym.
I spent my hour on the treadmill today trying to think of the words I'd use instead of these...
"rip" should be replaced with "cleave". It sounds more violent but also makes me think of boobies. Thinking of boobies makes me giggle..giggling makes others smile. I think the world would be a better place if we all used "cleave" instead of "rip" moving forward.
"Shred" should be replaced not with a word...but with the sound the shredder makes when you put a piece of paper in there. It means the same...and the sound of the machine is much more satisfying then the word. I realize this might prove complicating for the people who make all of the media for the products toting the label "Shred This!" or "Shred That!". It might be difficult to phonetically get the message across...but this is America...I'm sure they could figure it out.
"Explode" could be replaced with "Water Balloon". All water balloons EVENTUALLY explode, water balloons are super fun..to throw, and be hit with (usually),again evoking either a giggle or a laugh by both parties.
I'm still working on "Blast" and "Tear". Thankfully I will have another hour to contemplate this tomorrow as I "Cleave" it up on the treadmill! :)
I was really NOT in to going this morning, I mean EVEN more so then I usually an not in to going. I woke up at 2am to let the dog out and was already talking myself out of it. My body HURTS and feels tired. When I got up I was toying with the idea of doing a little on the Wii fit and calling it a day..but I knew I'd regret it. Plus, when I mentioned my brilliant plan to my husband he said "SEE..your already talking yourself out of going" after a brief (but evidently WELL understood silence) he quickly added.."not that I'm one to talk"...
So, I went, and was very happy to text my hubby and let him know that I went.
I saw a new person there today. He had on a GREAT sweatshirt that looked like it came STRAIGHT out of 1980. It was awesome! I wanted to ask him where he got it...but he seemed to really be struggling to stay upright on the treadmill..so I didn't disturb him.
If you have a good replacement word for a current work out word, I'd love to hear it!
Have a great day all!
I wanted to take a couple of minutes to put forth to my valued followers a question. I am very curious...about the words we see when we look at pretty much anything to do with working out.
Words like "rip", "tear", "shred", "blast", "explode"...I could go on. Why is the verbiage associated with being healthy also the verbiage we use when describing destroying something? You have to admit...it doesn't make the process sound very fun...not that it is I guess..but this makes it sound more like detonating a building..not spending an hour or so sweating it out in the gym.
I spent my hour on the treadmill today trying to think of the words I'd use instead of these...
"rip" should be replaced with "cleave". It sounds more violent but also makes me think of boobies. Thinking of boobies makes me giggle..giggling makes others smile. I think the world would be a better place if we all used "cleave" instead of "rip" moving forward.
"Shred" should be replaced not with a word...but with the sound the shredder makes when you put a piece of paper in there. It means the same...and the sound of the machine is much more satisfying then the word. I realize this might prove complicating for the people who make all of the media for the products toting the label "Shred This!" or "Shred That!". It might be difficult to phonetically get the message across...but this is America...I'm sure they could figure it out.
"Explode" could be replaced with "Water Balloon". All water balloons EVENTUALLY explode, water balloons are super fun..to throw, and be hit with (usually),again evoking either a giggle or a laugh by both parties.
I'm still working on "Blast" and "Tear". Thankfully I will have another hour to contemplate this tomorrow as I "Cleave" it up on the treadmill! :)
I was really NOT in to going this morning, I mean EVEN more so then I usually an not in to going. I woke up at 2am to let the dog out and was already talking myself out of it. My body HURTS and feels tired. When I got up I was toying with the idea of doing a little on the Wii fit and calling it a day..but I knew I'd regret it. Plus, when I mentioned my brilliant plan to my husband he said "SEE..your already talking yourself out of going" after a brief (but evidently WELL understood silence) he quickly added.."not that I'm one to talk"...
So, I went, and was very happy to text my hubby and let him know that I went.
I saw a new person there today. He had on a GREAT sweatshirt that looked like it came STRAIGHT out of 1980. It was awesome! I wanted to ask him where he got it...but he seemed to really be struggling to stay upright on the treadmill..so I didn't disturb him.
If you have a good replacement word for a current work out word, I'd love to hear it!
Have a great day all!
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Pass the Popcorn...
Hello all!
An hour on the treadmill yesterday and today too! Plus Chris came to the gym with me yesterday to show me how to do the arm machines. I did the workout he suggested. Man..my chicken wings are flabby! Who's idea was it to put a WALL of floor to ceiling mirrors in a gym of all places! The only thing I can figure is that some person who is ALREADY fit decided that it would be a good idea..and then the world followed like poor chubby little sheep.
Anyways, I did the curls..and lifts..and machines...and all that crap. I even carried the 5lb weights when I walked on the treadmill. (I went to Target after and purchased 3lb hand weights. Chris said "I don't see that there is much of a difference between the 5lb weights and the 3lb weights"....Duh...2lbs each silly!)
Sooooo we went to the movies later in the day...saw Sherlock Homes. It was very good! We got the big bucket o' popcorn. I swear to god they sprinkle crack on that stuff. I can't stop once I start. My arms hurt so much I found it easiest to rest the bucket on my lap..up on my knees while my feet were up on the rail so that the bucket was VERY close to my mouth and I didn't have to move my arms too much. Happy to have found a "solution" that worked..I proceeded to wolf down a gluttonous amount. Once I got home...my poor tummy looked like I had swallowed a basket ball...ugh.....I wonder if I will ever learn? I heard somewhere that movie theater popcorn is the all time WORST thing you can eat. I wonder how many hours on the treadmill it would take to erase that little mishap. Probably WAY too many!
Sigh....but I think I might do it today people...a day with out falling off the wagon. We will see, it's still early, but so far so good!
Oh! Also, I saw shirtless chubby workout dude again this morning. He was there when I got there...but left shortly after. Shirtless still...sigh...but god bless him...at least he's working on it!
Back to school tomorrow for the kiddo's! Took all the Christmas crap down today..Another Christmas and New Years over. A fresh New Year lies before me!
An hour on the treadmill yesterday and today too! Plus Chris came to the gym with me yesterday to show me how to do the arm machines. I did the workout he suggested. Man..my chicken wings are flabby! Who's idea was it to put a WALL of floor to ceiling mirrors in a gym of all places! The only thing I can figure is that some person who is ALREADY fit decided that it would be a good idea..and then the world followed like poor chubby little sheep.
Anyways, I did the curls..and lifts..and machines...and all that crap. I even carried the 5lb weights when I walked on the treadmill. (I went to Target after and purchased 3lb hand weights. Chris said "I don't see that there is much of a difference between the 5lb weights and the 3lb weights"....Duh...2lbs each silly!)
Sooooo we went to the movies later in the day...saw Sherlock Homes. It was very good! We got the big bucket o' popcorn. I swear to god they sprinkle crack on that stuff. I can't stop once I start. My arms hurt so much I found it easiest to rest the bucket on my lap..up on my knees while my feet were up on the rail so that the bucket was VERY close to my mouth and I didn't have to move my arms too much. Happy to have found a "solution" that worked..I proceeded to wolf down a gluttonous amount. Once I got home...my poor tummy looked like I had swallowed a basket ball...ugh.....I wonder if I will ever learn? I heard somewhere that movie theater popcorn is the all time WORST thing you can eat. I wonder how many hours on the treadmill it would take to erase that little mishap. Probably WAY too many!
Sigh....but I think I might do it today people...a day with out falling off the wagon. We will see, it's still early, but so far so good!
Oh! Also, I saw shirtless chubby workout dude again this morning. He was there when I got there...but left shortly after. Shirtless still...sigh...but god bless him...at least he's working on it!
Back to school tomorrow for the kiddo's! Took all the Christmas crap down today..Another Christmas and New Years over. A fresh New Year lies before me!
Friday, January 1, 2010
Happy New Year!
Today I learned that 5am bedtimes are not conducive to working out.
(Kudos to you Heather!)
Thank goodness it only comes once a year! Super fun night, but soooo too old for the "living on 3 hours sleep" thing!
Back at it tomorrow people!
Today was for lounging with my Big Daddy, napping in the recliner...and eating Chinese food! Little brain candy on the tube...then it's off to bed to cure up with my Kindle and read myself to sleep.
Shouldn't take long!
Happy New Year!!!!
(Kudos to you Heather!)
Thank goodness it only comes once a year! Super fun night, but soooo too old for the "living on 3 hours sleep" thing!
Back at it tomorrow people!
Today was for lounging with my Big Daddy, napping in the recliner...and eating Chinese food! Little brain candy on the tube...then it's off to bed to cure up with my Kindle and read myself to sleep.
Shouldn't take long!
Happy New Year!!!!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Don't close your eyes while on the treadmill...
Okay...okay....You can probably all guess what happened.
I trekked down in the rain to the gym...slapped on my 80's montage of fabulous workout music (Starting with "Take On Me" by Ah ha) and grabbed a couple of those little hand weights that you can carry around with you. I took the smallest ones...after about 5 minutes it felt like I was carrying an extra 400lbs.
I climbed up on to the treadmill..and started her up. It was just me and the bald dude that is there every day...he walks on the treadmill...he is there walking when I get there..no matter what time I get there...and he's a walkin when I leave. **thankfully there are 2 treadmills...but he's always on the newer more fabulous treadmill that has a cup holder..**
Anywho...I was just getting in to my groove (I love that instrumental part in the middle)...trying to not focus on the extra 400lbs I was carrying (why'd I pick those up anyways?) and I closed my eyes...for just a moment...
Now...I'd like to point out..this could have been catastrophic. My mind flashes to an episode of "The Biggest Loser" when the chubby chick bites it on the treadmill and falls down..the treadmill quickly dispatches her to the floor but not before serious road rash on pretty much her entire body..not to mention what it might do to ones ego.
Luckily, my mishap was caused by my foot getting a little to far over and off of the little belt that spins (not total and complete exhaustion from working out with Jillian). This caused me to trip...
Thankfully I was able to right myself before any major damage occurred. I did, however, issue a very sharp..very high pitched..tiny little squeal....causing the bald dude to look over at me. With much haste I went for the little handle bars..oh no...my hands are full!
"She's going for a little help here" says Chinese Howard Cosell
I was able to secure myself..but not without jamming two of my fingers on my right hand causing them to bend back at a very uncomfortable angle. "That looks like it hurt..but, A GREAT SAVE BY LEE KERSHAW" says my inner commentator. Thanks Chinese Howard Cosell...I appreciate your support.
Well, I did 40 minutes on that treadmill, next to bald dude...pacing me the whole way. I did put down the 400lb weights after 20 minutes.
I'm posting a little early today because it's New Years Eve and I'm hoping I'll be too drunk later to type.
Happy New Year to all of the wonderful people in my life!
I trekked down in the rain to the gym...slapped on my 80's montage of fabulous workout music (Starting with "Take On Me" by Ah ha) and grabbed a couple of those little hand weights that you can carry around with you. I took the smallest ones...after about 5 minutes it felt like I was carrying an extra 400lbs.
I climbed up on to the treadmill..and started her up. It was just me and the bald dude that is there every day...he walks on the treadmill...he is there walking when I get there..no matter what time I get there...and he's a walkin when I leave. **thankfully there are 2 treadmills...but he's always on the newer more fabulous treadmill that has a cup holder..**
Anywho...I was just getting in to my groove (I love that instrumental part in the middle)...trying to not focus on the extra 400lbs I was carrying (why'd I pick those up anyways?) and I closed my eyes...for just a moment...
Now...I'd like to point out..this could have been catastrophic. My mind flashes to an episode of "The Biggest Loser" when the chubby chick bites it on the treadmill and falls down..the treadmill quickly dispatches her to the floor but not before serious road rash on pretty much her entire body..not to mention what it might do to ones ego.
Luckily, my mishap was caused by my foot getting a little to far over and off of the little belt that spins (not total and complete exhaustion from working out with Jillian). This caused me to trip...
Thankfully I was able to right myself before any major damage occurred. I did, however, issue a very sharp..very high pitched..tiny little squeal....causing the bald dude to look over at me. With much haste I went for the little handle bars..oh no...my hands are full!
"She's going for a little help here" says Chinese Howard Cosell
I was able to secure myself..but not without jamming two of my fingers on my right hand causing them to bend back at a very uncomfortable angle. "That looks like it hurt..but, A GREAT SAVE BY LEE KERSHAW" says my inner commentator. Thanks Chinese Howard Cosell...I appreciate your support.
Well, I did 40 minutes on that treadmill, next to bald dude...pacing me the whole way. I did put down the 400lb weights after 20 minutes.
I'm posting a little early today because it's New Years Eve and I'm hoping I'll be too drunk later to type.
Happy New Year to all of the wonderful people in my life!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
When the little voice in your head wins....
Again with the thousand excuses before even opening my eyes this am. I had a good one too...my costochondritis has flared up again and I couldn't get comfy all night. I could take it a step further and actually BLAME the exercise for this latest flare up...but I don't think you would buy it...so I wont insult your intelligence (at least not until I have a doctors note.)
Since I now feel "accountable"...I will come clean. I listened to my inner voice and took the day off from working out. Clearly I deserve this after TWO days in a row right? (rhetorical question, I know the answer..please do not respond...)
How did it all go so terribly wrong?
I planned on hitting it after a little morning work but before I had to leave at noon for an appointment...then it got too late and I had to get ready. Sooooo...my inner voice (aka my inner commentator; who sounds like Howard Cosell..but not he real Howard Cosell...the Chinese Howard Cosell in the HIT 80's movie "Better Off Dead") said..."it's okay, you can hit it when you get back home".
Well folks...I am ashamed to say...never happened. Then it was "When Chris gets home he can go down and help you with those arm machines"....Nada.....
Before I know it..it's 6:37 and I'm seeing notes on facebook about everyone else's workouts. Wow...I suck. I really, really suck. Why did I listen to my inner commentator? Because I LIKE what he was telling me...thats why.
Apparently Howard likes "big girls".......
~sigh~
So, tomorrow I will redeem myself my friends. I will shut old Howard down. I will hit the gym in the morning, first thing.
2 unrelated notes today.
#1 We are having spaghetti squash for dinner. We have never had it, and I thought it might be a healthy alternative to pasta.
#2 Janet Jackson has a new CD out available at Target. It is a 2 cd pack that has all of her #1 songs on it. It is a great workout CD. *if you make it to the gym*
I feel very little today...
not physically....
but mentally....
Since I now feel "accountable"...I will come clean. I listened to my inner voice and took the day off from working out. Clearly I deserve this after TWO days in a row right? (rhetorical question, I know the answer..please do not respond...)
How did it all go so terribly wrong?
I planned on hitting it after a little morning work but before I had to leave at noon for an appointment...then it got too late and I had to get ready. Sooooo...my inner voice (aka my inner commentator; who sounds like Howard Cosell..but not he real Howard Cosell...the Chinese Howard Cosell in the HIT 80's movie "Better Off Dead") said..."it's okay, you can hit it when you get back home".
Well folks...I am ashamed to say...never happened. Then it was "When Chris gets home he can go down and help you with those arm machines"....Nada.....
Before I know it..it's 6:37 and I'm seeing notes on facebook about everyone else's workouts. Wow...I suck. I really, really suck. Why did I listen to my inner commentator? Because I LIKE what he was telling me...thats why.
Apparently Howard likes "big girls".......
~sigh~
So, tomorrow I will redeem myself my friends. I will shut old Howard down. I will hit the gym in the morning, first thing.
2 unrelated notes today.
#1 We are having spaghetti squash for dinner. We have never had it, and I thought it might be a healthy alternative to pasta.
#2 Janet Jackson has a new CD out available at Target. It is a 2 cd pack that has all of her #1 songs on it. It is a great workout CD. *if you make it to the gym*
I feel very little today...
not physically....
but mentally....
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