Monday, 9 July 2012

I'm gonna get ripped

Grunt Groan Huff and Puff I'm gonna get RIPPED...

I got a gym membership, again. It'll be different this time, I'm actually gonna go. I'm gonna use it.
(Feel my determination through my short short sentences, my unfailing enthusiasm.)

Remember chatting about my new shoes? My five finger - make me look like a freak monkey foot woman creature shoes? The ones that messed up my perfect workout outfit? Well they still look new, they've been covered in dust. But, wait for it, wait for it... I went out and bought myself new shoes for my new gym.

I've justified it, ready... a girl needs variety. Ok I have more. I'm working out at a Cross Fit gym now, so I need cross fit shoes, right?? I knew it would make sense to you too.

Cross Fit shoes.. not pretty but so much nicer than five fingers.
They sold me on this gym and then it was easy to sell me on all the accessories I needed for the gym.
MissFit... my new Gym, Is more than fitness, its a lifestyle!
Shit I can buy a whole new lifestyle. Who new? Fan Fing tastic, sign me up for some of that.

Just look how happy you can be with this new lifestyle

"I LOVE playing with weight"
Wow... and see... the shoes are key.

Ok so I have the shoes, I have the gym membership, I've promised myself I'm really going to go and if I don’t I know that my new wonderful gym mates who really truly care about me on a very personal level will call me to ask me why I have not been in that week... (note to self, start thinking of realistic excuses for not making it to the gym).

Ok so they shoes, the lifestyle are both great selling point... but wait for it, wait for it... ok look, LOOK, this is the body they are also offering as part of this all in one better than sexchocolate offer....

Jealous??? jealous??
 Hard core.. I want to be hard core BUFF, RIPPED

I completed my first workout yesterday. I hurt. I hurt and my life is still the same.. where is my new lifestyle. Does it come when I get the abs? How long until I get the abs? Do I have to hurt like this all the time? I'm so tired. How do I get the energy for this whole new lifestyle? Is that an extra I have to also purchase or does it come pro-bono with the abs?

Ok... I'm going to take some before pictures... and learn photoshop skills for my after pictures...
Here I go... RIPPED







Saturday, 26 May 2012

Butterfly

I'm a rather social person... all my report cards growing up had the same comment. "Rock is doing great, she's smart (ok ok I just made that last part up) and a pleasure to have in class (hehehe, made that up too), but she needs to spend less time chatting with her friends and more time paying attention to the lesson, a real social butterfly'.

Is this a bad thing??
I always took it as a compliment.

We're not hermits people, being social is what helps us survive.

The way my parents reacted to these report cards and the path to success plan that inevitably was developed with the teacher always made me giggle (ok cry because as a social butterfly acceptance is so important). The teacher should have stopped beating around the bush and written “Rock has really figured out how to thrive in our society, she should really stop that and spend her time memorizing shit like the rest of us, shit that will never help her in any way because google is about to be invented anyway”.

Math you say... I hear you saying it. When you hear memorize useless shit you hear MATH. I'm right there with you. That's right you're not alone. Feels good doesn’t it.

The all important MATH (from now on when you read my blog, MATH should always be read in a loud GOD striking you down type voice... traditional male long white beard version of God please and TY).

Did you know that counting counts as math. Ya, counting as in 1 -2 -3 -4 -5 -6.. I can do that! I do it really well, in a few languages, forward and backwards (that last part can only be done in two languages) Not to imply I can’t do other math.

And if you were heading to math in your brain (assuming it is not just my little inner voice) Google can help with that too.... I know because I've checked... often (in only one language. I've checked in one language, I am not saying Google is in only one language. I know Google is better than that. Notice that I've put Google with a capital G. That was not on purpose but how interesting. I put God with a capital G too... hum... )You can even get a little app on your phone to help you with day to day math like calculating tips. But here is the really really interesting point I was thinking about. Teachers always said how important group work was. EVERYONE, even social butterflies like me HATED group work. "It's important to learn to work as a team, it's important to know that you cannot do everything yourself and you will have to collaborate with others" I took that lesson to heart. What can I say, sometimes those teachers have a point. I figured I'll master one thing, get it down real good.

Mastering one skill and doing really well has been important for social progress. I have no f'ing idea how to build a house. Does it mean that I should not benefit from the skills of others and live in a house? No it does not.

As my skill I choose 'social butterfly' and then I collaborate and team worked the heck out of stuff like math and house building. I social butterflied my way from fail to pass.

I've done alright for myself with this skill. So now I use this blog to shake my head in a disappointed manner at my parents who followed the herd and made me feel bad at report card time. ...shake shake shake... (that was my head shaking - it’s not actually a shake, it’s more of a gentle sway, why do we say shake? If people actually shock their heads at each other they would look crazy, or dog like)
  
Let's take it one step further, just because we can.

If people with Math skills are (YOU FORGOT THE GOD VOICE... I even gave you the benefit of the doubt and waited two extra words before reminding you) willing to help me, what do I have to offer in return you ask. There is a simple answer to this. If we all mastered everything and I was as good at Math as Math people are then I would not need Math people. So my lack of Math skills (math is only an example because as we have determined with my above counting demonstration, I do have math skill.) creates a need for Math people. It gives them a place in society.

So it is not so much what I have but what I do not have that I have to offer. (if I indeed did not have this thing that I do have)

So to all the parents out there... stop gently swaying your head at your children when they come home with report cards that belittle them for mastering a skill that will be essential in determining the success they will have in their lives, in our society, be it math or butterflying. Stop blindly following the herd. Take them out for that ice cream and say... "do you want sprinkles with that?"

By popular demand.. lol... I'm back

I created this blog... a year ago now!? (Barely a sentence in and I'm already too lazy to take the time to actually go check when I started this blog. An action that would literally take no more energy than me lifting one little finger and clicking the "back" button and would have taken half the time this sentence just took)
I figured, hey if so many people have things to say and maybe I have things to say and maybe people will be interested.

I was wrong.

Well half wrong.

Friends, it turns out you are interested and would like me to keep posting, but I never can think of anything to say.

I really shot myself in the foot with the five finger post ( hehehehe in the foot - five finger is a shoe... ya that made me feel smart and witty for a second) Turns out it was funny and now a few people think I can be funny. The pressure to live up to this is actually causing real anxiety and insecurity.

Here is how I see this playing out. I am going to start writing by popular demand (popular = 2 people = 80% of the people who read this blog) so as I was saying until that ( ..) interrupted me, I am going to start writing this.. I'll get all into it (because now my little stories seem so interesting, I'll keep writing it, I will not live up to this now famous five finger post and my 80% will stop reading and I will be speaking to myself and then I'll have to admit that I'm a crazy lady who is so crazy she actually takes the time to sit down and write down the things she says to herself about herself!!!

You see where I'm going with this? So you (you know who you are) must not abandon me in this. I have headed your request. I appreciate you giving me back this activity that I can turn to when I want to procrastinate. But now.... keep up your bit. It's the decent thing to do. Not to blow this out or proportion or anything, but decency is what keep our society going. What keeps us from completely falling to pieces.

Ok, so I guess The Brown Rock is back