Modesty---defined as "reserve or propriety in speech, dress and/or behvior".
Well if you are in Week 3 of BodyFit Extreme, that has been chunked out the window back on Day 2. After doing 3 minutes of intense ab work last night, with my legs in the air, moving up, down n' all around, I got tired of readjusting my shorts & just said to my 'mates around me, "sorry in advance if I flash you!" To which a shout-out came back to me, "no worries, seen it before!" My face was already red from the 50 minute workout, so thank goodness we all were down on the floor, so no one would see me blush. Blush!?! ME you ask, well hell yes as I did not know who said it. As we came up to the "table-top" formation, I leaned my head between my legs & asked my friend, Nurse Stephanie, "pssst can see, well...anything?" She quickly said, "NO" & then asked me, "what about me?" to which I said, "NO". At this point in our workout series, NO one cared about how much SWEAT soaked their shirt let alone their shorts. I thought about the first day of class, when we all were wide-eyed and nervous (I mean who isn't with a camera all up in your business...no wonder porn stars are the true professionals in the industry...& they've got sweat proof makeup too) Most of us had towel(s) with us as well as a change of shirt & maybe shorts too. After getting to know one another over the weeks, & doing squats with your rear-end jutted out, doing that damned "FROG" position, not to mention the dreaded "football run" where every inch of your gut, love-handles & girls, lets be honest here, our boobs...flips, flops & jiggles! & to top it off, we all can see each other with that friggin mirror that shows everything (well not covered that is). So as my class & I are getting stronger, leaner, more coordinated...I've come to realize that modesty is the gentle art of enchancing your charm by pretending not to be aware of it. Insert
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ReplyDeleteAugust 19, 2009
Coach Jamie Scott returned last night after we left us in the hands of Stephanie, an aerobic machine who seeming never sweats. And since she is Miss Aerobics, it is like a cross between the Mud Run and Dancing with The Stars. Did I mention that I am painfully white, painfully male, and if that were not enough, what little rhythm I possess I can't mange well while in pain? I have the rhythm Michael Jackson does… TODAY!
Then the worst part for me, remember I am the oldest person in this class. One day last week, one of the other guys in the class, a Columbia Firefighter, Mike and I were talking after a workout. I told him that he was doing great! He tried to compliment me in my efforts, I admitted that I was struggling, to which he answered “but you have got to remember that I am only half your age!” Thanks Mike!
Anyway, back to the last and worst part! TIME TO STRETCH! My ham strings are tight as fiddle strings! I could play “The Devil Went Down To Georgia” on them! Tight as fiddle strings!
Try this next time you find yourself flat on your back…..bring your knees up, with your feet flat on the floor. Then take your left ankle and put it on top of your right knee, then with your right hand, grab the bottom of your left foot! Then take your left hand and place it one your left knee, now push down with that hand…..Oh yes! That feels good! …..push that left knee down until you hear your ligaments snap then ease up about a half inch! Then drop your legs flat to the floor, and then let’s reverse that….OOHH! Let’s Do! That feels like we are caught up in some sick game of twister! Oh Yeah Jamie…why you just go ahead and ask me to reach my right hand behind my head, now stick my index finger in your left eye socket! Now swish that around , workout that optic nerve….Then he had us roll back on the small of our backs, pull your feet up, knees bend out, grab the bottom of your shoes and pull your feet down as far as you can to your chest…..I could not believe I found myself in this position in public……I am pulling my feet down to my chest, rolled back almost my shoulder blades and my butt is sticking straight up in the air! All I need is a dog collar and leash and I would looklike the playmate of the month at Abu Ghraid! Hey coach why don’t you just kick me like a football through the upright. If you kick me in the right direction, maybe I will just roll all the way home, because I it is doubtfully can sit upright enough to drive home!
Seriously, I do feel better than I have since I graduated high school! And I have lost 6 pounds. Plus I can tell that I am building muscle tissue, my goal is not to lose weight, just exchange the fat for muscle, so if I gain weight that is even better since muscle weighs more than fat. I am also taking in the right amount of calories and have a better intake of minerals, vitamins and other helpful supplements. I usually take a meal replacement first thing in the morning, with my spark energy drink. I can’t drink those Monsters or RockStars drinks, they make my heart pound! Then a bagel, or amino acid caplets between breakfast and lunch, then either another meal replacement or a salad for lunch, then a snack of peanuts, or another three amino acid caplets, and a spark between lunch and dinner. Since we work out ay 7:30 and I don’t want to eat before I go to the BodyFit, I will take another spark and three more amino acid caplets and then a post workout drink immediately after the work out. The only thing I find hard to chart on my calorie totals everyday is my dinner (or supper). Sally generally cooks something, like lest night we had a grilled pork tenderloin, some baked combination of cubed potatoes, mushrooms, spinach and else, a salad, and water. I have consulted with dailyplate.com, but it is hard to know the exact calories in that type of meal.