Ole Flossy

Good Morning,

Another day another dolla, make ya wanna holla! I just felt like good morning wasn't enough. It feels great to be back at the gym. I could not make it on Tuesday due to my Torn ACL...just kidding folks. My knee was hurting pretty bad, and I took a Tylenol PM, i missed the alarm, and missed the work-out. I did not know that most of the OGMs had missed on Tuesday as well. Nathan sent us, an angry email, needless to say it was a packed house this morning.  Sometimes I feel like he is Napoleon and we are his french soldiers, im sure i would have been a captain in the french army. We are all back on track, and I promise not to miss another work-out, except for Fat Tuesday. Our workout this morning was a little rough. We need a normal warm-up and stretching.  The workout this morning was 5 stations. We each had a partner, one would work, while the other rested. Each partner worked out for 30 seconds. After the 30 seconds we would switch to the next station. The stations were Bur-pees ( can i just say i hate bur-pees, i hate bur pees more than i hate Katherine Heigle, she just annoys the piss out of me), Sit-ups, prisoner lunges, squat thrust, and rig rows. everything was going well until old Flossy started to hurt. Flossy is the name of my left knee, i figured if i named it she would treat me better and stop hurting. Flossy don't play y'all.  Since flossy wanted to be a bitch this morning, i had to stop doing the regular work-out and get on that damn bike. That bike really isn't that bad, its just that its from 1974, and i swear it was signed by Jane Fonda. I felt like the kid in the back of the classroom with the building blocks, but i made it through. I bought a knee brace for flossy, but it was too little, so ill be getting another one soon, and hopefully i can workout with the rest of the group normally. The OGMs are some real warriors. These women work, have all these kids, they go to church, they have to eat healthy food, they have cycles ( i assume) and they still come out and put forth a great effort. They are always encouraging and uplifting. I'm happy im in their group. Often times ill look over at the Skinny group on the other side of the gym, they are jumping on boxes, doing pull ups with big rubber bands, wresting alligators, stopping asteroids, and ending world hunger. On our side we are talking, laughing, sweating, thinking about that damn krispy kreme red hot sign, and Burger Kings new fries. We get our shit done though. Its lots of hard work, but we encourage each other knowing it will all be over soon. Im beyond thankful to have these ladies by my side, one day will will be jumping on boxes, and using rubber bands for pull ups. It aint gonna happen this week though. After our work-out I had a private consultation with the PT. Nathan told me to cut out allllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll sugar. In my head i was like, ill die with out it, but i made a pledge for the next four weeks to go HAM and give up the sugar. HAM is an urban rap word for Hard as a Mother-F*&%$#$. I dont suggest you use it in your everyday vernacular ( yeah that's right, i just used that word, this blog is riddled with grammatical errors and plenty of mis-spelled words, but i used a big word, and im pretty sure i used to wrong but it sounds like some New York Times stuff). No more sugar and more lean meats and veggies. Its all about a lifestyle change, not a diet. I am determined to get healthy and stay healthy.