December 2011
I’m about to yap about people making resolutions. If you read beyond this and are offended, I will make no apologies. (So any “Bonnie, you’re an evil wench and I hate you” type /asks or reply’s will be bawdily laughed at and then ignored.)
You will NOT find:
- Half-truths
- White lies
- Fake words
- Anything I consider related to an eating disorder (this includes words or pictures I consider to be potentially ana/mia. I open my arms to people recovering from eating disorders, though. You are welcome here.)
- Excuses
- Excuses
- Excuses
- Excuses (Get the point? I don’t let them exist in my world and you shouldn’t accept them in yours. Not from others and not from yourself. Especially not from yourself.)
- The word “diet” in reference to eating healthy. Eating healthy isn’t a “diet” it’s a lifestyle and it’s meant to last for the rest of your life. Period.
- Attacks on a person or Red Herring arguments
You WILL find here:
- My real personal experiences
- Motivational and inspirational quotes and pictures
- Honest fitness advice
- Honest answers to any questions, anon or not
- The F word when necessary
- Biology and Chemistry related information about the body and how it works
- Links to recipes
- Links to workout sites
- A never-say-die attitude all day, every day. Excuses are for the weak and we are not weak!
- And a sincere promise that I will never suggest something for you that I have not tried, or am not willing to do, myself. Ever. I believe that in order to give good advice, you have to take it. Anything I tell you to do is tried and true that I have done myself, that I have piqued and tweeked until it worked for me or that I am very willing to do but haven’t yet.
I thought I would repost this for my new followers (hi new followers) so they have an idea of what to expect from me.
The holidays make many of us want to kill our families and bury their bodies under the shed. This is normal. Sometimes we end up in yelling matches or cussing at our grandparents or throwing mashed potatoes.
This is a terrible plan (especially the murder part.) Instead of slowly losing your mind, when your family is making you silently beg for death… drop and do a burpee (or 5.) Dressed up nice? So what? Drop and do a burpee. If your family asks what the hell you’re doing, tell them “I’m not killing you” and then do another burpee.
I use this method in school too. I often want to kill my highly intelligent but absolutely stagnant and unimaginative study partner. So when I get fire in my eyes… I drop and do burpees. In the hall way, in the class room… whatever.
Put that elevated heart rate to good use instead of festering.
Cheers!
~Bonnie
There has been one person reblogging so many of my posts the past week but still isn’t following me. Is it weird for me to raise an eyebrow at this?
Looks like fun, and I bet it is a hard workout. The silks looked very cool too.
It’s one hell of a work out. I think the silks recruit more muscles though, simply because they move with you instead of being static, like the pole. Both are an amazing workout! Upper body and core is essential.
Demand the best from yourself and you may soon find that others are willing to offer you their best.
I’m a sucker for red heads.
