Merry Christine

Watching one of the political programs last week, this guy tells the story of ; Two guys are about to be attacked by a bear. Once guy is throwing on his shoes. The other guy says “Why are you putting on your shoes? You can’t outrun a bear!!” He says “I’m not trying to outrun the bear, I am trying to outrun you!!”

My Farrier/friend, Lane Penry FINALLY talked me into taking my Tankus to his stable. He offered to pick him up with his horse trailer and let him stay over night so I could ride him for two days in an indoor arena. That was two weeks ago. …… He is still there. WE have been in training. The trainer is Kim Beckman. She is an equine trainer that is truest to her craft. She will feed and care for her horses before herself. I have never seen such a large group of happier horses. All have incredible characters. So not only do I have Tankus there, but I took my mom’s Appy gelding there to be, as I call it, “defragged”. I will leave it at that. He has been there less than a week so far and already is a better, happier horse.

So now I am learning a whole new way of riding. All I have ever known is how to go up back in the woods and stay on, which, give me credit I am damn good at. But now we have to apply control, me AND Tankus. And now, I am teaching myself new ways of resistance training, based on the stress of my muscles being used.

We are learning the English style in the arena. Kim is getting us set up to apply jumping (we are looking to do a fox hunt in the fall). Just as Tankus (Tankopotomus is the name he has aquired at the stable) is learning to use the muscles in his body, I am doing the same. The saddle is small. The position of the feet are heels down, toes out and up. The stirrups are short. I have to keep my calves (leg) against his body at all times (applying isometrics). When he is trotting, I am posting. In fitness terms, you could call them mini sissy squats (isokinetics). I know I am in proper position when the vastis medialis is burning like hell. My torso, the majority of the time is in the contraction position of a pully row.

At the gym, I modified my wide stance Smith Machine squats. I have taken two inch thick weight plates, posititioned them under the balls of my feet, creating a deeper range of movement. Then, a close stance squat to put stress on the vastis lateralis, along with leg extensions with the focus on the vastis lateralis, to be sure the vastis medialis does not overpower the thigh, which would eventually induce knee problems.

I will discuss more excersises I am working with in future blogs.

Now……..gotta throw this in here … my grrrrlfriend Shannon has come to the stable for lessons! I got Shannon to take lessons from Kim and it is awesome having her there. She has had two lessons so far and HOPEFULLY, she will get the hang of it enough that she can come ride with me up in the woods some day………I can imagine it now, me, Shannon, Kim, my mum, and lots of wine in the saddle bags! If there is anyone local here that wants to try a hand at a lesson, she is $45.00 for an hour lesson. That is with one of her awesome horses, saddled and ready to go. Her contact info is Horseshoe Lane Stables & KB Performance Horses, 425-876-4912, kmbckmn@aol.com. The stable is in my town, Snohomish.

Kim giving Shannon lessons

I have already started the suits for this year. It is a sad day now with my favorite federation, NPC/IFBB, adding this ridiculous category called “Bikini”. For decades this federation has been about dedication, discipline, diet, hard training. And now, all you have to do is be young, or have young thin skin with big ass fake titties. Even the way they are to present themselves on stage has no standard. Just walk on stage like a bar bitch and you are gooood. So at this point, I might have to pass at making suits of this standard. And besides, any swimwear or sex store has those boy short suits that the judges are enjoying. I don’t make these. Okay, I have TWO girls I am making them for, but that is only because they paid and switched category’s. THEN, no more.

Yadda, yadda, yadda, this is enough babble for now. I am compelled to end this blawg with a few of Kahlil Gibran’s genius words. My literary idol….

“Man’s value is in the few things he creates and not in the many possessions he amasses.”

“We fear death, yet we long for slumber and beautiful dreams.”

“Philosophy began when man ate the produce of the earth and suffered indigestion.”

“I never met a conceited man whom I did not find inwardly embarrassed.”

“Courage, which is the sixth sense, finds the shortest way to triumph.”

AaaaaMEN!

I am soooo looking forward to this new year! 

I was driving to my monthly o-zone colonic this past week and on the radio news comes another report of yet another man shooting up a business, killing 4, then he gets killed, justifiably by the police.  What is going on that all of these MEN, white and black, that feel the need to take a few other peoples lives along with themself!  What happened to just knocking themself off?  Why do they feel the need to make it so damned dramatic?  Pussy Fuckers…..  I really try to keep my language polite on this blog but that is the ONLY thing I can think of when I hear the radio or TV with this news.

And what is the deal with all of the child abductions??  Is this just because of more media coverage, or has this been going on and no one new because of  lack of coverage?  I don’t know, it just seems really strange..

So I guess I will start with a few peaves like I did last year…get them off my chest….

Here’s one my muses will love….WHAT IS UP WITH THIS????

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Julies suit was barely kooled off from the Olympia,,,,,and THIS shows up at a pro show after the O….

Julies O suit

Please …………don’t EVEN try to say that was YOUR original design whoever you are that made that one…  Poor Jules…………….no originality….we always get copied….I have to accept the fact that times have changed in this industry and people WILL have no pride in being individual.  I know, I know,,,,I need to grow up!

Never been very politically vocal on my blog, but, ….I wish Mr. Barack O’Bama would spend less time being the greatest actor/celebrity, spending an incredible amount of time, traveling all over the country and world making his “momentus” speaches trying to get people to love HIM, not our country, and just stay in his office and do his JOB.   GEESH!! 

Substance abuse.  I tried, really I did, to enjoy a toke or two, make some hard liquor drinks, entertaining the people who like this.  I am not, the type of person that needs these substances to enjoy company or life in general.  Even though I don’t thoroughly understand, I can accept that there are people that need to do this.  What I don’t understand is why I am so tabu, because I DON”T LIKE TO DO IT!!

Annnd……..WHY do people at the gym spend more time cleaning the workout equipment than actually TRAIN on it!!  OMG!!!  I get dizzy with these people walking back and forth to the cleaning agents making sure their bodies don’t get contaminated??……..Is this just my neck of the woods, or does this happen in the other 49???  I love the fact that they will scrub out the seat of a machine with the anti bacterial spray and dirty cloth, then have NO problem walking over and sticking thier faces right in the ol’ community water fountain!

Liars……………..I no longer have any patience whatsoever for liars.  I was watching a movie called “The Return of the Secret Garden” one day, and in one scene where the actress Jane Plowright (not sure if that is the right spelling) says to one of the orphans after she appologized for placing  one lie on top of another to apease, Jane says,  “No need to appologize, a liar lives in a hell of her own making.”.   Wow.  Never thought of that.  I have always felt so offended when lied to, never considering the person doing so has to spend every day making sure the can cover all the lies they have been telling with better lies.

Here’s a shocker to me.  I was discreetly picked on racially last year when I was in Vegas last year by the people I was graced to be in the presence with.  Not just for being white, but being a country hick.  Not that it offended me, really.  But it has left me scratching my head to this day. 

WAH!  WHA!  WAH!  WHA!!!……………

Okay, well, when I run in the morning is when I think of the great ones, but alas, I get back all I can think about is breakfast!  After that, my brain is alllll mushed up….

So I will leave this first blog with a wonderful quote from Ronald Reagan I read off of an equine supply website………..he said;

“There is nothing so good for the inside of a man, than the outside of a horse.”

AMEN!!