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!!

Me, Tankus, my brother and Junior

This is by far the MOST DIFFICULT time to hit the gym.  YIKES!!  I can thank my mother for getting me into the gym.  She MUST go three times a week, and therefore I MUST go with her.  I don’t think I have ever made it to the gym between Christmas and New Years, so this is a first.  OH MAN THAT WAS HARD!!  Humbly I will admit I am on a shameful sugar high. 

My brother Freddy came up on Christmas morning to ride my mothers 11 year old gelding that has barely been broke.  He hasn’t ridden for over 20 years.  Talks sweet to this crazy horse, puts the bit on, and rides up back with us for over 4 miles!  Did I mention bareback??  Best Christmas ever.

Now that I have figured out how to share photo’s (THANKS MATT!)  it is going to be VERY hard to not show off my obsession, Tankus, my Percheron.  Here’s the best story of the end of the year.  I finally have a horse I want to do something with.  I just have to figure out what it is I want to do with him.  So I figure I need to take him to my friend Lane’s indoor arena to work with him.  We pull out my mom’s horse trailer………….He ……..doesn’t ………..FIT!!  Crisco won’t even work!  What a crazy dilemma…  Hmmmmm …….new car………or horse trailer????  Seriously leaning toward the latter…

Me, Tankus, my niece and Peaches

I am not sure if they were serious, but someone mentioned curiousity about high reps low weight vs. low reps high weight in the comment section.  I personally believe never to lift more than I can handle myself with perfect form.  This is just MY personal belief.  I back up this belief based on the fact that at almost 50 years old,  training for almost 34 years, and I have never had an injury.  I know I sound like a broken record, but no injuries and fit as a fiddle, based on redundant resistance training.  The same type of discipline as brushing teeth, taking showers or baths, wiping after relieving oneself…….etc……etc……..It is part of daily hygene. 

Obviously, the heavier the resistance the more muscle fibers tear and therefore, with proper nutrition, repair and grow.  I believe that as long as you keep your form, not throwing parts of the body that are not involved, lift as much as you can.  But as soon as you loose your form, your lifting too much.  This is, in my opinion the safest, most effective form of resistance training. 

Resistance training description is so vast, and has so many categories.  You have the stereotypical bodybuilders, you have the aerobicise weight classes, you have your, ahem, physical therapist, the in fashion health club trainer taking one through club workout, your iron pumping alternative machines,………  The way to perform resistance training is endless now.   I personally have and always will use iron, and train the way I always have, for I have not yet had a negative reaction to anything I do.  Low weight, high reps, I love because you can get your muscle strength and conditioning, AND some cardio along with it.  This is if you do NOT stop in between sets. 

I would recommend a book called Getting in Shape, by Bill Pearl.  You can go to   http://www.billpearl.com/catalog.asp?b=2-Bill%20Pearl%20Enterprises,%20Inc.  He is my favorite instructional bodybuilder of all time.  His “Keys to the Inner Universe”  is a beautiful book to read if you want to know what bodybuilding is all about from the old school and how I believe it should still be.

Enough of my babbling.  I have a couple days off still before I have to dive into next years projects.  I am going to throw another picture in on this blog just for the heck of it.  If this is a messy page, well, I am learning, so deal with it……………HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Me on Magnum, and X-Man Junior on Peaches

So……………..I have been pretty bad about sharing my jelly brain with everyone these past couple of months.  Completely selfish, sorry.  End of the competition season, and this time it has been just me and my horses.  Oh, my darling friend Millie came here for a week from Bermuda.  But, she was completely into riding every day with me.   So, Millie is from BERMUDA.  She put on her fuzzy Northwest clothing and rode with me in temperatures in the 20’s all week.  AND….she stayed on, in an English saddle.  I admire Millie most because she stays focused at all times whenever challenged.  She is the only one I know that does.  Talking about horses, I am completely, hoplessly in love with my Percheron.  He is my cuddly wuddly fuzzy wuzzy, one ton beautiful beast!  He officially rules my life……………sigh………

Millie on Peaches, My mum on Magnum

So…………..being in the middle of my “time out”, and the holidays in full swing, I will just say I hope everyone has a happy holiday, and I promise I will get back to my normal “blawging” in a few weeks. 

I am still alive and well.  This year really kicked me in the butt, so I am still refreshing……………

STAY HEALTHY DURING THE HOLIDAYS AND “ALWAYS KEEP TRAINING”"”……………………..

Millie and Mwa at Stevens Pass

I am not sure I will be able to make this contest I have been training for.  I am spending way too much time with my horses instead of the extra cardio.  I love my Thourobred, but the connection I have with the Percheron is something I have never experienced.  No question this guy has me wrapped around his………hoof!  I enjoy being in the barn with the horses, grooming them and riding them.  They are both crazy and I wouldn’t want them any other way.  At the gym, all of my training is based on how I ride and the physical way I control them on and off the saddle.  All it takes is one split second and if you have any weak points, believe me, you will find it.  These two are both HUGE animals.

It is now officially fall, and in my neck of the woods, where we are fortunate enough to have extreme seasonal change, it is soooooooo hard not to think about apple pie and other nostalgia foods that always come with the cold weather.  A nice warm fire, a couch, a blanket, apple pie, and a good movie.  Ahhhhh yesssss…………   Of course with that, along comes contemplation, depression, and weight gain.  Does NOT seem fair, but it is just the way it is.  So we just get over it, get off our ass and move on.  You can always throw some cinnamon and nutmeg into your egg whites.  Soak some walnuts in water overnight and throw them in as well.  And all of the cruciferous sulferous greens are everywhere now, so have at them!

I do have a great source of wonderful tasty teas, full of nostalgic flavors  http://www.zhitea.com/   I am NOT getting any perks for pimping thier site, I am simply sharing something that I love.  I have literally DOZENS of different types of thier teas (One of my favorites, Vanilla Rose).  And I buy the big bags.  This is a great way to satisfy cravings of any type.  Add a little honey and you have a wonderful, satisfying desert replacement, believe me.  If that is not enough, put some rice milk in it!

So the weather here has started to get wet and somewhat gloomy………IF………you don’t make the attemp to go outside.  Put on the rain gear, mud shoes and take off for a run.  Every single smell in the air is from some plant or the ground.  The variety of scent you cannot put in a jar, only the moment is to be enjoyed.  Sometimes I will stop and just stand to take a moment and breath the undescribed beautiful smell of nature.  For all of the wet and mud, there are beautiful leaves and branches.  There are squirrels, quails, deer, even an occasional shrew running across the path.  I take non of this for granted.  It is a gift from nature.

I might have written this last year, but it is one of my old poems I wrote living in NYC.  Living two blocks from Central Park I was fortunate enough to enjoy “almost” as much as I wrote about above………

It’s raining outside, there is no sun today

I’ll have to stay inside, can’t go out and play

I think about the ocean, or riding my bike in the park

Putting on my roller skates, but its too cold outside and dark

Maybe I should move south, where it is sunny throughout the year

Where the oceans warm, the skies are blue, and there is that sun I love so dear

But something keeps me here, this feeling I love for some strange reason

Something magical not found in the south, that magic known as change of the seasons…

Contemplate on that one…………for a while.

I have been working on the most intense nutritional experiment of my life these past seven weeks.  Now that it is over, and all has been analyzed, we are getting closer to the right formula.  With that being said, and I am NO expert on this topic, but I will say that I can conclude that MOST of these quack so call nutritionist/trainers that give bodybuilders diets by looking at pictures of progress, and I am talking about the male pro bodybuilders; these guys are complete morons.  They only know one way to do things and if it doesn’t work they blame the athlete.  I have seen it several times with my dear Mr. T.  Our goal this time was to get him in bigger than he has ever been on stage, and we accomplished that, but off by a tad on conditioning. 

Olympia 09

By the Arnold he will be spot on and surely in the upper 290’s.  People are always counting him out but bottom line is he DID stay in the top ten.  He beat some guys that were suppose to be in top ten and never made it, AND, I am SURE he is the healthiest  athlete of that caliber.  So piss on all that counted him out.  It just amazes me how negative the idiots are in this bodybuilding world.  I was also shocked to find out about the racism inside this industry.  THAT completely threw me off……………………..WHAT………ever.!

Hanging out as the VIP’s at the TAO club in Vegas, I had my first experience with the new way people can avoid conversing at a table.  Text messages.  It was comical how every single person was continuously texting instead of acknowledging each other.  So, I joined in.  As I was texting my friend Dina telling her how silly this was just sending texts for the hell of it, I was pondering if the others were texting to someone saying the same thing.  WHAT…………ever!

So, I have eight weeks to do cardio and eat fish and compete in December in LA.  I am pretty sure I can do it now.  And since Toney has taught me the importance of sodium, this will be the first time I use it dieting and even loading before the show.  But for now, the main focus is CARDIO!!  EeeWe!!!!  He is leaving me the oxygen machine so I will use it every time I do the cardio.  This will be interesting to see how far I can take it. 

Well, hopefully, in a week or so I will have something worthy of reading to write here.  But for now, I am still on the original project.  A few more days.

I am back……………….WHAT EVER!!!…………………

It has been about a month since I have posted a blog.  This is because I have been affected emotionally by a betrayal that actually left me dumbfounded.  The past few years someone befriended me to the point where I entrusted everything I do and have and let her into my life to the point where she knew everything and knew where everything was in my perimeter.  It was not until I counted up the damage she allowed her friends to incur on my house when I was out of town, that I started paying attention to her actions.  It turns out that she is what I would call a “career liar”.  She plays out to be always a victim, but in fact the perpetrator, and thrives on other peoples demise, to the point where I truly now believe she goes out of her way to sometimes create it.  And when she looked into my eyes and flat out told me lies, I sadly knew that this so called friendship had to close. 

So,,,,,,,,,,,,,I have flicked her off my finger like a really nasty bugar….just let the dead dog lie………

ON THE FLIP SIDE……………..let me gloat.  I have not had a horse abuse me physically in my entire life like my darling Tank.  All of which has to do with the fact that he is HUGE, young, full of spirit, and still a bit clumsy, somewhat lazy.  All of this being said, he still has not injured me, and this includes him stepping on my toes TWICE!  This guys hoof is four times the size of a regular horses hoof.  How I have not gotten so much as a bruise is beyond me.   Reading the history of the Percheron breed has made me love this guy even more.  http://www.percheron.ca/history.htm

If I am to write anything on health and fitness this time, I guess I would have to express how awesome it is to just cut my green food in the morning and not even have to wash it before I eat it.  Talk about eating live food.  My mother has this garden she has been cultivating for 40 years on her property next door.  Never once has there ever been a pesticide, or even a purchased fertilizer.  All she does is lay in some manure dirt, a few years old.  It is always a sad day, the first time I have to go back to the store bought greens, which is usally around mid October, which I have to spend 2 hours washing, and putting away in the fridge for 5 or six days worth.  There is NOTHING like eating LIVE, fresh picked greens with active enzymes.

And with THAT being said, my BFF Big Daddee Toney is on his way here to start prepping for the Olympia.  This is a big one.  So far, no one has him in top 5 due to the line up…………………..

So———-As Picasso once said, “There is no abstract art.  You must always start with something.  Afterward you can remove all traces of reality.”

And so……………..we SHALL see……………………………….

I think of a billion things every morning on my run.   By the time I sit down to write a blog (which I have honestly been too busy the past few weeks to do so) I always come to the conclusion that sometimes what I “want” to say, best be left unsaid. 

I know blogs are mainly for talking about what you do each day, (am I correct?), and therefore they are brief writings, but my life is beautifully redundant. 

I have finally got my mother up on my Thoroughbred, Magnum, and she rides absolutely great.  Not too bad for a 67 year old woman who was in total agony two months ago from hip pain.  We ride at least three days a week.  Oh yea, and she has ridden my Percheron, Tank, who is HUUUUGE.  I just got him from one of my dearest friends ever.  His girlfriend is an excellent trainer and I know that is why his personality is craaazy.  I have never fallen this deeply for a horse.  This dude has me COMPLETELY wrapped around his finger.  I have not been on his back without laughing.  He has a personality like my Pit bulls, but 1000 times larger in size.

That being said above, my mother has been training 3 days a week, circuit style.  She goes through every single machine, with the weight set only heavy enough to do 20 reps, feeling a fatique by the 17th rep.  She goes through every machine twice.  Now every week or two, I add a new free weight exercise.  Last week I started her doing seated squats on the Smith machine. 

So, today, at the gym she says she most likely won’t be able to do the squats because she was really hurting in her legs.  I just told her to do as many as she can, and guess what?  She did 20 reps!  Her muscles were just sore from the previous workout. 

I am pretty sure that that “pain” that my mother was referring to is why a lot of first time people get discouraged from the gym, especially if some dumb ass “personal trainer” stacks some serious poundage on without checking the tolerance level of thier client.   I see it happen all the time in gyms.  But even if you are using a light weight, with proper and safe form, you should feel a little muscular pain a day or two later, especially first timers.  So don’t let that distract you.  Trust me, go back to the gym and a few sets later, you will feel great.

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE this writing from Kahlil Gibran.  Yes, “him again”.  I can’t get enough of his words, and fortunately, there are a lot of them. 

THE SHADOW

Upon a June day the grass said to the shadow of an elm tree, “You move to the right and left over-often, and you disturb my peace.”

And the shadow answered and said, “Not I, not I.  Look skyward.  There is a tree that moves in the wind to the east and to the west, between the sun and the earth.”

And the grass looked up, and for the first time beheld the tree.  And it said in its heart, “Why, behold, there is a larger grass than myself.”

And the grass was silent………….

The first person that can figure out where that quote comes from gets a free Ready to Wear suit.

I now have a Percheron in my mothers barn named “Tank” (Thanks to Chris and Porsche).  And that he is.  Yesterday I threw a saddle on him and had my mother ride him. We went up back in the woods (I, on my Thoroughbred, Magnum).  With the exception of her knee hurting a bit, she did fantastic.  She is almost 67.

I am discussing this topic because a little over a month ago, she was in absolute agony.  She had a horrible pain in her pelvic area and was completely convinced it was her Sciatic nerve.  I had my massage therapist, Cami, work on her and she was convinced it was muscular, which, I will say I already knew that, and she confirmed.  But my darling mother would not hear that.  So she goes to the doctor, he takes some tests, and everything comes back negative.  Guess what he does?  Suggests physical therapy……………..ah, yessssss…………..now you must understand that my mother cleans 5 horse stalls every day.  She has a HUGE piece of property that she keeps impecably perfect with flower and vegetable gardens.  If she breaks down she is ……f—-ed.

She has been going to the gym with me three days a week for the past 5 weeks, and she not only is feeling better but got up on that Percheron and rode him with no HIP pain, just a little knee pain, which will be fixed in no time with continued resistance training. 

I hear all the time from people that ride horses that this is the only workout they need.  Listen, I am the first person to admit I am NOT a horse snob.  I just get on and ride.  But I will tell you this, I have never been injured on a horse.  I have had some pretty freaky accidents but have never been injured. 

The one thing I notice on almost all serious horse riders is their quadriceps are always  unevenly developed.  The vastus medialis is always overdeveloped (teardrop shaped if you are looking at your thigh).  And also, the flexor hallucis longus muscle just above and in from the outside of your ankle gets cranked from the pressure in the stirrup.  Without writing a book…………….I am only touching on this because ONCE AGAIN….I must be righteous about resistance training. 

YES, it is reduntant.  But so is brushing your teeth, taking a shower, pissing and shitting.  But you do it because it is the hygienic part of life.  If you can just get past the whole vanity, ego, gawd I have to get into these jeans thought for why you should work out.  And for the morons that use the excuse that they don’t want to look muscular (excuse my while I gag), so they don’t want to pump iron.  You just keep thinking that way……Lets see how you are doing in a decade.  It is just as hygenic as anything else you do to keep yourself clean and functioning.

Back to the horses, my husband Dave and I were riding this weekend and came face to face with a black bear.  He looked at us for a bit as we walked closer, stood up on his hind legs, and did the ol “UH, I think I’ll go this way” and he plodded into the brush.  It is amazing how much harmony goes on in a natural environment where there is food and space for every creature great and small.  I am sure some day this too will all be gone.  I only hope it is not in my lifetime………..

NOW, it’s a bunny fest up back in the woods.  Bunny’s everywhere.  They are so cute, all spaced out in the morning hopping along the logging road, completely oblivious to the fact that I am almost right up to them, then Lola has to ruin it.  .. ….  Of course, up there, they are simply cougar and coyote food, plain and simple. 

A friend of mine is going to break my mom’s colt and in exchange she wants me to make her a pair of riding chap’s.  Uh,,,oh………..I might end up loving working with leather again. 

I am addicted to squats.  In my workouts now, I do equal parts upper body and lower body.  I am not competing anytime soon, and I have PLENTY of muscle for a girl, and I really like cardio resistance training.   I have been doing a total of 16 sets, 30 reps of various squats 4 days a week and I absolutely love this.  Supersetting with 16 sets 20 reps of upper body.  Total of 32 sets per workout.  LOVE IT!  And of course, NOT suggesting this to anyone else, I am just sharing my favorite workout du jour…….

My friend Cindy decided to grow some stevia plants and brought me some fresh leaves.  I would take a leave and break it up into my teapot and it makes the perfect barely sweet and take out the bitterness cup of tea.  It reminds me of back in the 80’s when you had to go to hard core health food stores to get the dried crushed stevia leaf.  Of course, now in the ever so more modern world they have managed to make it more acceptable by adding shit into it to make it more atractive to the norm.

Yesterday at my gym, I noticed this guy brought his son in (who is mentally challenged), so he could work out.  His dad sat and watched him carefully while this guy worked out mostly with the free weights, which I found interesting.   But the whole reason I bring this up is because I was so moved by the fact that someone who has every excuse NOT to work out most likely insists his dad brings him in to excersise. 

So, if you read my previous blog, my horse Kolie is now burried peacefully in the pasture, under the cherry tree.  My mothers dog however, was found by a family across the road and is back and being her alzheimer self..  Tough week.  And with that I wanted to share a piece out of this awesome book called The Shack, www.theshackbook.com , because it is about emotions:

“”They are neither bad nor good; they just exist.  Here is something that will help you sort this out in your mind.  Paradigms power perception and perceptions power emotions.  Most emotions are respones to perception – what you think is true about a given situation.  If your perception is false, then your emotional response to it will be falso too.  So check your perceptions, and beyond that check the truthfulness of your paradigms – what you believe.  Just because you believe something firmly doesn’t make it true.  Be willing to reexamine what you belive.  The more you live in the truth, the more your emotions will help you see clearly. 

Trust me,,,,,,,,,,you have to read that a few times for it to sink in….xo