Wow-  I had a brilliant workout this morning.  Got to the gym around 8:15am, after sleeping on the floor in the office.  I started taking Beta-alanene again, coupled with a scoop of Jackd3D before my workout.  I was flyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin boy!  Anyhow, after doing 25mins of cardio to get the juices flowin’, I started doing back.  In all of my years in workingout, I never used to use straps when lifting.  Once I started training with Catt last year, she had me use them.  They make such a huge difference.  If you don’t use them, I suggest starting.  Anyhow, did back, then hit chest.  I was reading somewhere the other day, to try a reverse grip when doing a flat bench press, in order to hit the upper part of the chest.  So I super-setted flat bench standard grip, straight over to a bench that had less weight on it, to do another 10 reps of reverse grip, then straight into incline bench with 40lbs dumbells.  After I did some cable flys with stretching in between sets.  I can’t tell you how important it is to stretch.  Oh, and how dumb I feel for neglecting to do so for so many years.  I love being a little show-off gym whore.  I do these crazy headstands, then let me legs fall to the side to really get a good groin stretch.  I better stop before you go and get all turned on while reading this

At the end of lifting, I decided to end on some  balance drills.  The best balance drills for me are to breakdown each component of various kicks, and hold the move for several seconds.  Reason being, is because my right foot is so screwed up from kicking the wall barefoot, while drunk my freshman year of college.  After I did that, I never went to the doctor, and just trained myself to put all my weight on the outside of my feet, in order to divert the pressure from the inside.  I’ve seen a pediotrist several times, and we discussed having “bunion” surgery, but that is extremelly painful, and sometimes doesn’t solve the problem.  I can deal with the pain, I just wanted to keep going so I could get more pain pills.  whoops!

Anyway, now a days, I just try and stretch it out as much as possible, and retrain my brain to stand with the weight dispersed evenly throughout my entire foot.  Good balance is so freakin important.  For so many different reasons.  Anyway, I’m getting off topic.  I noticed today (and I’ve noticed this several times, so no clue why I sound surprised by my discovery), that I workout so much harder when I have a crowd.  It’s like I was born to entertain and show off.  WTF?! I think it’s the competition of showing the men that I can do shit better than a lot of them can.  Then again, my ego is always talkin to me in the back of my brain, saying shit like, “go harder bitch, you suck!” or “you must look like a retread right now fool!”…… I love teasing.  It’s horrible!  I wear my Cal Bears hat pulled down low over my eyes, that way I can peer up at whoever I feel like, then disappear back under my hat if I don’t feel like talking.  Or, better yet, I’ll peer over and crack a little smile, like “caught cha lookin’ fucker!”… then proceed to do the movement again, but more seductively, pretending like I didn’t see him looking in the first place.  Every now and then, there are always a couple of chics who I might catch lookin’, and we share a confusing smile.  Depending on my mood, I might wink*

This drive to workout harder when I get a crowd is then good and bad because what if I was stranded on a desert island?  What if everyone in the world said, “screw a gym”, and a miracle pill came about making everyone in shape?  I’d still be in the gym because you can never put that feeling from workingout into a pill.  BUT point being, I need to keep that same drive whether I’m alone or in front of a crowd.  The biggest way I do this is thru having my music on lock.  I listen to my ipod so much, that I really blow thru music fast.  But it moves me, it drives me.  I have a friend in Seattle that makes my CDs for me.  Without him, I’d be spending so much money on music.  I send him a list or text him every time I hear a song I like, and he puts em all together for me.  Thanks to him I keep my motivation up.  For those of you who have sessioned with me recently, you can think back to my eclectic selection of BAD ASS MUSIC riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight?!

Gettin in the shower, gettin dolled up, then headin out to SF.  My parents are taking me to a special spot on the rocks tonight for dinner.  I’d tell you, but I’m not prepared to be signing autographs this evening.  HAHAHAHAHA!  I’m playin I’m playin! Anyway, I’ll be back with more updates.  Tomorrow is the day.  Si-A-nara motha fukiN’ helmet! LOL!  Not sure if I ever posted that picture of my Dad’s helmet after he spray painted it….. I’ll have to look.  but it’s hilarious.  He took cardboard and cut out the letters “I miss my tumor” and spray painted his black helmet gold and silver, LOL HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!