Two nights ago I accidentally showed a photo of my butt (in those “ROCK STAR!” skivvies I told you about) to a fellow writer as I was trying to show her how to use my camera phone. You might remember that these blunders have been happening more frequently lately, like the recent blog about offending … More On Being Peter Sellers
Do you remember those nasty battle ropes that my trainer, Gary, made me use at the gym? (If not, click here for the blog & video: A Tired Marla is a Good Marla…) Last week he altered the way I use them to have me pulling the ropes, hand over hand, as fast as possible, … More From Battle Ropes to Shark Wrangler: Marla’s Delusional Fitness Motivation
Was crazy-hungry after leaving the gym again today. Stopped taking my wallet so I have to come back and have something healthful. About the only thing positive about eating dinner alone is that you have full reign on what you make. In my case, I often choose breakfast for dinner: specifically, an omelette.
Yesterday’s workout with personal trainer Gary at 24Hour Fitness reminded me of watching The Dog Whisperer with Cesar Milan. The only thing missing was Gary hand-biting me on the shoulder and going “pfsst” “pfsst.” I was surprised he didn’t actually strap a leash to my neck and drag me around the parking lot on roller … More A Tired Marla is a Good Marla, and Training in “ROCK STAR!” Gutchies
For those of you getting a little inundated with these fitness blogs, be patient for one more day. Tomorrow I am planning a very, very special non-fitness-focused post. I exercised for 3.75 hours Wednesday: 1 hour walking dog in morning; 1 hour with trainer; 45 minutes lap swim; 1 hour walking dog in evening. I’ve … More Posture shy, missing the “zone” and giving my trainer the stink-eye
Tuesday morning I wanted to kick my trainer in the teeth…if I didn’t have short legs and not enough flexibility or strength to kick that high. I was angry because I took his suggestion from our session on Monday to do my morning cardio on an empty stomach because it’s supposed to burn fat. There … More Going hungry, sticking a fork in my trainer, and exercising the willpower muscle
Today’s content is crass. I’ll forgive you if you want to skip this and come back tomorrow. And, as usual, don’t worry if you’re laughing at these photos. Laughing’s healthful. And let’s face it—I make crazy faces when I workout. And it’s not just me.
I noticed lately that I’ve started turning into one of those women of a certain age who have these disproportionate middle sections, with comparatively smaller, even fit, legs. I call it the chicken-lady syndrome (although I would argue that chickens are much, much more fit than I). Today I went around Ridgecrest Park in Aliso … More The crazy chicken-lady of Ridgecrest Park