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Please blog. Please, Please, Please start blogging again.
The other morning I was looking at the Sunday paper and noticed a preponderance of bikini ads. Which sparked this conversation:
Me: I’m kinda commited to getting into a bikini this summer.
Hubunit: Why kinda? Why not be 100% commited?
Me: Well, because it might get hard and then I’ll quit.
Me: Duh.
Hubunit: Please blog.
Holiday Mantra – Worthy of being reposted
*** I originally posted this last year but it is worth a re-mention and it very relevant to me given the fact that I have been at xbmchallenge boot camp for the past few months getting my ass kicked and there is nothing more important to me than keeping off the weight / inches and body fat that I have lost
Original Post December 2008:
I struggle so much this time of year with “food” self control so in an effort to keep my “weight” in check this holiday season I decided to try something new. I will be adopting a saying stated below that I heard last night on the “Biggest Loser”… So when all those sweets and treats starts rolling in I will be repeating this one in my head over and over and over again…
Food will never taste as good as Thin feels……
I’m shrinking …
So as with most women in their 40′s in America, I have been trying to lose weight. *gasp* No surprise there huh?
I lost quite a bit of weight a few years ago when LA Weightloss was around – 42 pounds to be exact. They closed and then eventually, pound by pound they started creeping back onto my body. I started feeling … well I guess I was just feeling Ugh all over again.
Jeri Serrati Goldman mentioned that she was going to VO2 in Newhall and I was intrigued. A four minute workout? Seriously … how much benefit can you get from four minutes? Really?
Cathy and I decided to go check it out and when I met Rae, the owner of VO2, I knew we’d be fast friends. Truly, in the beginning, that was what kept bringing me back. I would go endure four minutes on my upper and four minutes on my lower and then we’d sit chatting for an hour or so about projects we had going on, how we could do THIS or THAT better, etc.
That was in February I think. We have tracked my progress along the way and I am proud to tell you that I have lost 41″ total from my body, I have brought my BMI down, decreasted my body fat, increased my endurance/strength, increased my muscle, and dropped my “physical age”. All while hanging with Rae at the VO2 club.
What’s the catch … or secret you might ask? I think it’s a combination of things for me because I’ve also been doing pilates once a week, been watching what I eat, etc. But my body is changing and I dig the changes I see.
At VO2 they have a machine called the ROM. You can see a picture of it on the VO2 website. You can also go HERE to learn more about how/why it works, but in a nutshell, I believe it works so well because it engages all the core muscles with different exercises. I go there four days a week in the morning – two of those days I do the 4 minute upper and lower workout, the other two I do 2 minutes bursts in three different exercises.
To me, it’s the perfect way to start my day. It gets the juices pumping but doesn’t suck away hours of my day. Even when I sit and visit for a bit, I’m still in and out of there within about 45 min – hour. I have been telling all my Mom friends to check it out because seriously … what a time saver. If you are local – I think you should go check it out too. They are located in Old Town Newhall and there will be a second location opening soon in Canyon Country too.
You will love the workout you get on the ROM … and … you’ll love Rae even more!
Really, Dad, I don’t think they call them cadillacs any more . . .
So I was driving home from the eye doctor the other day and there was this guy on a motorcycle in front of me. The cool kind of guy with a big, beautiful Harley and a t-shirt that had a picture of a semi-naked woman and it said something like I got serviced at Bartlets. Or Bartels. Basically, I think he got’er done in a bar by a nice naked woman and don’t you wish I weren’t dyslexic so I could tell y’all where that bar is? Yeah, that kind of cool I’m not.
And his neat, post-servicing and all I got was this dumb t-shirt was blowing up in the back a little bit and I could see part of a HUGE tattoo on his lower back and it said . . . something. I was intrigued. But I couldn’t read it, so it was driving me crazy. I thought it must be something profound and thought provoking, cause he was clever enough to know it would only show when he was riding fast enough for his t-shirt to blow up.
Nope. I never did figure it out. I choose to believe he had the answer to the universe written on his back/buttcrack/taint. Whoa. Not sure why I went there, but now that I’m here, would the universe really explain itself on someone’s taint? Actually, now that I think about it, what more perfect place to hide a secret? Only the truly worthy would ever find it . . .
OR, he could have had the eye chart tattooed back there for all I know. Because evidently I can’t see that either. Turns out I have cataracts (not cadillacs, dad in heaven) in both eyes. Allegedly. Because the specialist hasn’t confirmed that yet.
So let’s not get upset or freak out or anything. No, no. Let’s not spend all night crying on the couch because when I sit outside with my four year old space nut, I can’t see the stars he’s talking about. Let’s not mourn the fact that I love to read almost more than I love to write and I can’t do either of those much any more. Definitely let’s not be scared by the thought of surgery on my eyes, or worse, being told I’m not a good candidate for surgery at all. NO. Let’s just take a deep breath and CALM DOWN people.
Oh, oh, but did I mention that I also have super-powers? It’s true. I am (indiscriminately annoy the hell out of hubunit) Supergirl. Because I’m from the planet human and he’s from the we’re-all-jerks-and-I’m-a-big-fat-man-ass planet. I don’t think he knows that yet. Can Supergirl save him . . . ?
Stay tuned.
PS: Or will she tie him up to a big net-draped wall, like Batman in the old TV show, and parade around in front of him like Catwoman did? In a vaguely threatening, yet completely alluring, and frankly, overtly sexual, way?
Seriously, stay tuned.
PPS: Oh, listen. Like everybody didn’t have wet dreams about that show. The masks, the tying up, the heavy breathing, the tights so tight-y under those swirly capes . . . Yeah, I bet you people never gave yourself knee hickeys or hovered over the drain in the bathtub as the water funneled out either. Riiiiiiight.
Borba – Funny Name, DAMN good drink

Kristy and I were introduced to this drink from our friend Rosemary who owns a great spa in the 661 called BEYOND HARMONY. We were guests on her show on AM 1220 KHTS The Hometown station a couple weeks ago and she brought us one of these to try. I had never heard of this and was not really sure what to make 0f this magic potion but DAMN was it tasty and DAMN good for you as well.
We tried the Age Defying flavor and it really tasted great and according to Borba it is intended to combat the appearance or aging skin, fine lines and wrinkles. The component of the drink that works wonders is the famed ACAI berry. Hey if I can get all these benefits just from a drink order me up a case or 10

140 characters = why I will never be invited to a party there again
I was at this party tonight with Hubunit and a bunch of people we don’t know. And they all knew each other and were the cool kids in high school. And yes, they were all wearing black and I was the only one there wearing hot pink. And no makeup. But it wasn’t tie dye, cause a girl has her limits, as I pointed out to a friend earlier in the day.
For some reason, we were talking about fixing something at our house, like changing out every door, I think. And Hubunit commented that we won’t be doing that all at once, but over the next fifteen years. Which is typical Hubunit. Cause before we moved into our new house, he promised me we could make all these changes soon after moving in. That has now evidently become the fifteen year plan. Some kind of male time vortex continu-um-whore-um.
Anyway, this led me to ask him if he’d read my last tweet on Twitter. Hub’s all, wtf is Twitter? But one of the cool guys in L.A. Black jumped in with ‘You Twitter?’ Like it was code for ’You eat your poop?’ And I was all ‘Yeah dude, on a skewer.’
And then this really nice woman in black asked me about Twitter. Like what it was and why I liked it and why not just use Facebook. ::needle scratches across the record::
Me: Twitter is limited to 140 characters. (Cause in my mind that explains alot. In her mind it didn’t.)
Her: But why use Twitter instead of Facebook?
Me: 140 characters forces you to be creative to communicate your thought.
Hubunit: Why not just send out an email with your thought?
Me: ?
Her: But why use Twitter instead of Facebook?
Me: Because Facebook is the devil. And yes, some people use Twitter to say ‘I’m going to the gym now.’ But that’s not really what it used to be all about. It used to be a cool way to send out a creative thought using only 140 characters. Just to send it out there and be, you know, creative.
Her: I was just asking.
And then the hip dude asked us if we were gonna take it outside or throw down right there and Hubunit mumbled something like, welcome to my world, and that’s when I realized I was yelling at her. In the middle of this nice party. With all these nice L.A. people wearing cool black outfits, with the right shoes and the hip hair and makeup. And I could see them looking at each other going, who is this dork in the hot pink?
So when we left, I told ‘em I was going right home to Twitter about them. And that it would be very creative.
Them:
Cause the cool kids never talk to girls like me. And I’ll be damned if I can think of anything clever to say on Twitter right now. Maybe later. After I get back from the gym.
On the plus side, while undressing tonight, I did find that big, glow-in-the-dark star Monkey was looking for earlier. Yessss. It was stuck to my ass.
Pilates – Torture Chamber?
I know you’ve heard me mention Karena Lineback probably a million times before since we do the Today’s Woman radio show with her once a month. I wanted to take a few minutes to talk about her torture chamber. You read that right, Karena Lineback has a torture chamber. You see she comes across as lil Ms. Nice until she gets you on her reformers. Have you ever been on a reformer before?
It looks innocent enough … right? It probably is in the right hands but when you get someone who knows how to work each and every little muscle in your body utilizing that little machine … it’s quickly turns into a torture chamber. The kind that leaves you walking funky for a few days and yelling, “Karennnnaaaaaaaaa”!!
She knows just what to do to push your muscles to stretch just a little bit further than they did when you walked in.
Cathy, Jeri and I have been working out with Karena on Tuesday afternoons. We call it therapy time. We use this time to catch up and work our minds out along side our bodies. You won’t believe some of the kick ass ideas we’ve come up with while in the most compromising positions. You should REALLY try it. I’m sure she won’t torture YOU like she does us. All in the name of LOVE right?
Here’s a few photos from one of our recent sessions …
Jeri covering her eyes … come on Jeri, if we’re going public, so are YOU. You’re just lucky I didn’t post the nice cleavage shot Karena took of you

Cathy’s going SO fast on this exercise that she’s blurry here. Look at Jeri in the background all in focus … Karena … shouldn’t Cathy be doing SLOW movements here? She’s SUCH a show off

I’m sure this is when I had a GREAT idea – just look at that smile on my face … I’m thinking it must have been a brilliant moment! Something to do with Hippos.

I’m telling you … Cathy is SUCH a show off. Look at how far she can stretch and smile at the same time. THAT is talent.

This is our wind down … and if you think it’s easy, try holding those little balls up for what seems like forever while balancing your back and ass on a noodle …

So seriously … Have you been to a “real” pilates studio before?
I hadn’t. I had done pilates at home with Ron, but there is so much more involved when you’re working with someone who knows their stuff. I am very thankful to Karena for opening this door for me. I can’t wait to see where this path takes me. If you live locally, you should really go check out Pilates Teck. If you don’t live locally, sorry you’re just shit outta luck
. Kidding … kinda … you should still check out a local pilates studio. It really is an awesome work out.
Oh … something else before I go. Karena has been working on a really fun project. She was asked to do a public television special on the benefits of pilates. It’s pretty kick ass. Check out more information on this HERE.








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