My friend had been talking about this supplement he takes in the morning before his workouts. He speaks really highly of it. He got it from GNC. It’s called 1.M.R., which stands for “One More Rep.” I just call it my “go go juice.”
He said this stuff brings out the monster in him. It’s got so much sweet scientific energy, that you’re able to get an amazing workout in.
I’m a fan of supplements, but I just haven’t made major investments in them. So I was very excited when he gave me a little of his to sample.
And let me tell you… this stuff works.
I took my go go juice with a little fruit in my stomach about 15 minutes before I started my workout. The first day I did it, I felt tingly all over and my very pale face got very flushed very quickly. I took it as a sign the science was working.
I’ve been taking it for the past two weeks now and I’m afraid I’m addicted to the stuff. It’s fantastic. I feel the difference in my workouts. Instead of trying to get through my workout, I’m extremely “on” and concentrated and adding little moves for more efficiency.
I’ve been sorer than I have in a while for the past two weeks. I joke with my friends that it makes me go into some sort of weird workout blackout. I don’t remember what I’ve done, just that I keep working more and more muscles and pushing harder and harder. Rather than taking a a breather between sets, I add a leg and shoulder combo on chest day. I add an extra set of abs and back on leg day. I don’t know why. The go go juice just makes me feel like it’s the right thing to do.
I’ll be out of this by the end of the week. I should probably get more. It’s definitely worth the investment.
Last week, I packed up my gym bag, put on my workout gear and headed to my usual (dinky) gym. I arrived to find that they had started construction on it.
Now, it should be noted: I knew the construction was coming. They’d been talking about it for months. I thought they were going to start back in May. Last I asked the people working there, they said that’s when they thought it was going to start. It is now October. And I guess they decided now is as good a time as any.
The gym needs to be revamped. It needs major changes. It definitely needs a facelift. But there were no warning signs telling us that it was going to close down. And based on how everything else there seems to run, I have no idea when it’s going to open back up.
I didn’t get my workout in that day. Fine. No big deal. I’m not so obsessive that I need to get a major sweat in every day. I have flexibility in my schedule and can work around this stuff. Not worth getting all in a huff about.
But I have had to revamp my morning schedule completely. I’m lucky that there’s another gym close to me. It’s actually a lot bigger, newer, and nicer. And it’s technically a mile closer to me.
I don’t go there in the mornings for two reasons:
1. You have to park in a structure and remember to get your card validated. And, sometimes people can block you in, so you may have to leave your keys with a parking attendant. And all that is a lot of work.
And 2. In LA there is one major factor you have to plan around… traffic.
The old gym I was going to had no real traffic issues. I could easily go at any time in the morning and not have trouble. This gym- despite being closer- requires I take a major street in LA. I have to be at the gym by 7ish or traffic gets so bad, it’s not worth it.
Yes. That’s correct. By 7:30 am, the traffic on this street can get so backed up that a 5 minute drive turns into a 35 minute drive. That’s the price you pay for living in LA. Respect the traffic.
So for the past week, I’ve been getting up early to get to the gym in time on my workout days. It’s actually been a great excuse for me to get out of bed early. Before, I could always convince myself that I could sleep in. Now I know I can’t. If I sleep in those extra 10 minutes, I won’t be able to get my workout in.
So I get up. I get my ass in gear. And I go to the nicer, shinier, newer gym and get my workout in and move on with my day.
I’m trying to make friends with the parking attendant. So far, he’s having none of it. But I’ll wear him down. I wear everyone down eventually. Ask any of my “friends.”
All in all, it’s made me a more productive person.
And also a much sleepier one.
If you’re out of shape and you first start working out, almost anything you do is going to make you really sore.
As you get into a workout routine, your body adapts. If you do exercises regularly, it’s harder to make your body sore unless you push it. It’s still very doable (up the reps, increase the weight, do a combination of both).
I make a little next-day soreness a goal of every workout. I want to be able to feel the difference in my body. It’s easy to be complacent and be ok with just getting to the gym. And at a certain point in your fitness goals, that can be a major accomplishment.
But soreness means you’ve pushed past a previous barrier. Your body is recovering from something you did that shocked it. It’s replacing the old stuff with something stronger.
Like anything else, a little pain means a lot of gain.
So know that the dumb walk you have to do because your legs are still killing you from yesterday’s squats should be a stride of pride, not a walk of shame.
And now, here’s the poster from the movie “Pain and Gain” for your inspirational viewing.
I live in an apartment with a shared laundry facility. It’s old school. We still use quarters and have hand-written signs above the washer and dryer with instructions. It smells weird and costs too much for a load of laundry. I’m not the biggest fan of doing laundry as a result.
But I have to get over that. Why? Because I workout. And when you workout, you sweat. And those sweaty clothes need to be cleaned because you only have a small number of sweaty clothes available. So you have to clean those clothes. So I suck it up, get my quarters, and do laundry often in the jankity washer and dryer.
I’ve known people who wear the same thing to the gym almost every day. They just hang up the dirty clothes by a window and re-wear them until they’re absolutely unbearable, then they wash them. Yes, these people are men. And, yes, it’s totally gross. They reek when they’re at the gym. I’m not a clean freak, but I have standards for myself.
And, I have to admit, there’s a weird part of me that feels proud that most of my laundry is gym clothes. It means I’ve been productive and sweat a lot. And lots of productivity and sweat means self-improvement. And self-improvement means growth. And growth means change. And change is good.
Speaking of- anybody have any change? I’m out of quarters and have a load of dirty gym clothes that need cleaning.
I need to add more supplements to my diet and workout regimen.
I go hard at the gym. Especially since my time is very limited and I’m only able to go 3-5 days per week (in an ideal world, I could go daily! Or guarantee 5 days!)
I like having my protein shake afterwards. My body is shaky and craving refueling. It’s good when I can provide exactly what it wants so that it doesn’t get confused and crave weird things thinking those things will have the nutrients I’m lacking.
The other day, I had a pre-workout shake. It was meant to give you extra energy so you can get even more out of your workout. It was fantastic.
I’m on a bit of a budget right now, though, so the supplements are limited (ie lacking). So I have to try and eat healthy before and after as best I can.
But really, I need some basic supplements. Because they’re made for people like me, who take their workout and nutrition seriously. Even just some basic protein powder. I need that.
I NEEDZ IT IN ME BODY. OTHERWISE ME GETS WACKY. ME HASN’T HAD IT LATELY. SO ME GETTING WACKY.
P.S. Insider tip: Supplementwarehouse.com
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I do comedy. It’s kinda my thing. I do it as much as I can. I’m constantly writing and performing and working on my craft.
I went to this one open mic yesterday that I love. It’s a really sweet environment and it’s GIRLZ ONLY.
I wore a nice sleeveless top because it’s laundry time so my pickings are slim.
And I’ll be honest, in that lighting, my arms looked fabulous.
I had just worked out my chest and arms that morning, so I felt even more confident. I went up to 20lbs from 15 lbs. I couldn’t get as many reps, but I did wear myself out which was nice.
I do this in part because I get onstages a lot and like when my fabulocity is noticed.
And believe you me, last night it was noticed.
Also because I pointed it out to everyone listening. So…
It’s no secret that women are hard on themselves. It’s becoming more and more prevalent daily with the ability young kids have to access information and see popular culture images.
But I’m not here to write a dissertation on body image issues. I’m just here to give my two cents.
I’ve had them. Everyone has them. There are still parts of my body I’d like to improve. But as I’ve grown through the years, I’ve had a significant perspective shift in how I view my body.
First of all… I work out. Often. I change it up. I push myself. Sometimes I’m running. Sometimes I’m lifting. Sometimes I’m hiking. Sometimes I’m swimming. Sometimes I’m just frolicking. Frolicking is my favorite.
But in working out my body regularly, I have naturally developed an understanding and appreciation for it. It’s responsive and healthy. And I’m grateful for that. By pushing myself a little bit every day, I’m slowly improving. I’m not going to have an amazing p-90x style change in a short period of time, but I am going to slowly but surely slim down and strengthen myself.
As I work out regularly, I want to give my body the things it likes. I don’t like eating bad foods mostly because it makes my body feel badly.
I don’t drink excessively because I don’t like how it makes my body feel. I do comedy. Of course I drink. Often. But very rarely is it excessive in any way.
I don’t eat tons of sugar because my body doesn’t respond well to it. I have a sweet tooth- that’s no secret. But I’m reasonable about and aware of my intake amount. Not because I’m a crazy health nut, but because I’m a reasonable healthy person who pays attention.
And instead of obsessing over the the things I don’t like, I recognize something that could use improvement and I work on it. For example, I’m not a huge fan of my stomach. I’ve talked about that before. It’s the most obvious place I gain and lose from. But instead of obsessing and trying to hide it, I’ve been trying to turn it into my strength. I do ab work every day. And I push myself a little farther every time. I engage my abs during every exercise. I am always aware of them. And you guess what? They’re improving. They’re not yet at Pink’s level but they’re a lot better than they were a year ago. And a year from now, they’re going to get even better.
I’m an athletic woman. I have bigger arms than your average petite lady. I will never have tiny arms. So what do I do? I work on them. I get them strong and cut. Why? Because they look awesome. I even got a compliment on them from a friend the other day! She asked me if I work out because my arms looks so strong! Can you believe it? It was so exciting!
There are times when I’m in better shape than others. But overall, I’ve found that simple exercise and body awareness have made me love it and stop obsessing over every little supposed “imperfection.”
There’s not a lot I can do to protect other young women from having body issues. I can’t hide images from the media. I can’t ask our culture to totally change our values overnight. All I can do is work on myself and my internal confidence and happiness with my healthy body. Then I can hope to make a small difference to my circle of friends, who can in turn make a difference to their circle of friends, who make a difference to their circle of friends, who can… you get where this is going.
As long as I’m always incrementally improving, that’s ok by me. Because if we’re not actively working on improving ourselves and learning from our past… we’re stuck. And who wants to live their life being stuck?
Except maybe a honey-obsessed person in a field of beehives. I bet they wouldn’t mind that. As long as there were no bees.
Alright. Be proactive about having positive thoughts and images about your body. That’s all. I’m done.