Chicks on Boards.

We all have things we turn too when we’re going through hard times.20130621-142431.jpg
Alcohol, friends, sex, or if you’re me, you go skateboarding. Sadly while I was going through difficulties with my ex boyfriend, I managed to snap my last board.
The first thing I was set on getting as soon as I moved to Tampa was a new board, and why not a longboard since it is Tampa I was moving to.
Yesterday I purchased my first Sector 9 longboard. And I’ve spent every free moment I have on it. Finally I feel like I’m back to the person I was before Asheville.
Finally getting back to being myself again and doing what I love.


The Barefoot Fighter.

Guess what Fit Fam. It’s Brutal Thursday once again! Every night when everyone caters to their Thirsty Thursday routine, I’m at the gym, slaving away for 4 (or more) straight hours of constant weight training and cardio.
I do this twice a week on Tuesdays and Thursdays and I can honestly say I’ve haven’t been this in shape since my competition days in karate.
I’m so proud of myself. The only true support I’ve had during this journey is a very small handful of people I’ve come to meet at the gym. For the most part, the majority of the people I am close with are not supportive whatsoever. Convincing me that I’m

Overdoing it

and that I’m

Taking fitness too seriously

I just need to make some things clear about how serious I take fitness.
Fitness is the only thing in the entire world that I am talented at. FITNESS is my ONLY talent. It is the only thing I am proud of and I’m better at than the average person. I am a talented athlete. That is all I have. I don’t have musical talent, or academic talent. I have push yourself farther than anyone else in the room, and keep pushing until you are the last one standing talent.
So don’t you DARE tell me that I’m over doing it. This is what I love, and I depend on it greatly.

Gym observation.

Tattooed gym ladies have a bond, an unspoken bond. Now I’m not going to go all out and say all tattooed gym ladies, but for the few that I have run into at the gym, do. We will ignore all others, not even glance up at someone for a second, we are focused and we have priorities. But as soon as we notice another girl with the obvious mutual love for body art, we make eye contact, and we instantly acknowledge each other. It is completely subconsciously, I didnt even realize I’ve been doing this until today. I love it. We need to stick together. -A

Thirsty (H2o) Thursdays.

I stopped recording my progress in the gym, simply because one of my biggest pet peeves in the universe, is women making sure everyone knows everytime they even think about stepping foot in a gym. Going to the gym is not meant to be something you brag about, you just do it. Same with eating healthy, just eat your healthy food, and stop taking pictures of it. The only people impressed are the people who do the exact same thing. True gym rats and fitness junkies put their energy into themselves, not showing off to others. If you wish to blast twitter/Facebook/IG up with pictures of the vegetables you ate for dinner, or a picture of your feet on a treadmill.. Make a damn fitness account or something and put your “look at me” shit on there. end rant.
For my own benefit, I need to start keeping track of my routine, or I can injure my little white girl body with all my PWNage. I started training for my Dance Fitness (also known as Zumba) certification in February. And a 5k in March.
My Thursday routine consists of:
Stretching + freestanding weights
Cenergy (which is an active yoga)
Zumba (dance fitness)
Freestanding weights + kickboxing
I rotate my routine by pretty much exercising what is LEAST sore that day. I don’t have arm days, cardio days, and leg days, I have “everything but the sore body part and sometimes still that body part” days.. Which is 4-5x a week.
I never take pictures in the gym, cause I don’t believe in having your phone with you while your working out, it causes too much of a distraction, at least it does for me. The gym is probably the only place my phone isn’t glued to my hand. But I’m going to TRY and start recording progress, along with meal plans. It doesn’t really sound like my cup of tea, but we’ll see if I can keep it up.

December Thirtyfirst.

The very last day of 2012. It’s at this point you may come to realize that the thing you’ve been wanting to do all year, will not be done. You’ve officially set this year in stone as of today.

Why dont you just dwell on this year. How did you do? How bad did you fuck up? Or how much did you achieve?

Personally. I think I did pretty damn good with only one year to make things happen. In a matter of one year, I was caught up in a very unhealthy romance. I had broken a heart. I had gone through depression. I had every one of my closest friend move away from me. I had met a stranger out of the blue, who I later started dating. I had graduated college. I had quit an amazing job after 3+ years. I had moved to Asheville, NC to live with a man I had only met 5 months earlier. I had moved away from my family for the first time in my life, becoming the first person in my family to move away from Franklin in 20 years . I had gotten a very ‘professional’ job at a doctors office. I had gotten a promotion. I had fallen in love. I had kept in contact with my closest friends. I had met a lot of people and learned many things, it’s unbelievable that so many changes could happen in a matter of 12 months.
But what now? What is this upcoming year going to bring me?
Every year I read about people’s New Year Resolutions. And usually it’s all talk.
It’s weird how everyone in the country feels like tomorrow is the official day to make positive changes in their life. I’ll never understand why the start of a year is a better time to make changes than anyother day in entire the world.
Oh your fat and unhappy? You’re totally right, why don’t you wait until January 1st to try and make things better and go to the gym. Because that’s the only day all year that you can try and better yourself….. No idiot. You should have made some life changes a long ass time ago.
January 1st should not be spent telling yourself that things are going to get better, it should be spent with you congratulating yourself on being successful and happy and making great choices in the past year.
I may never fully understand the human race and the traditions that we find necessary. Even when I was a young girl I thought New Years Resolutions were a load of crock.
In conclusion. Think about it. Why are you waiting until January 1st to better yourself? You had to have know this needed to happen a long time ago.
People are lazy. I struggle to act like I don’t care about how lazy people are.
Stop dreaming up ideas on how you could be smarter or nicer or more attractive. Just take care of yourself and put other people’s feelings before your own. It really can’t get much simpler than that. I promise.

To get away someday.

When you spend most of your life preparing and working for a particular goal, what do you do when you finally reach that goal? Obviously find a new one, and work for that. I think it’s important to have some fort of motivation  or goal that you work towards.

Without it, you may wake up each day wondering what is the big picture. Yesterday was that day for me. After spending every day of college knowing that I would be moving away and happier then ever. Now that I have graduated college, and I’m working in a job that I very much enjoy, what am I working for? Why am I getting up everyday ? what IS my motivation?

For almost 10 years I’ve been working towards the goal of moving away and living in a beautiful home.

Now that I’ve reached that goal, my motivation now is fitness.

For the past 7 years I have been an Fitness Junky.. on and off of course.

But starting on Monday I’ll be buckling down and recording my progress.

Fitness Junky.

Welcome to my life story.

I didn’t realize how much of a weird fitness junky I was until everyone asked where I went for my lunch break..

And all I could think was….