April 27, 2009 5:00 am
Welcome to week 27 of Club HASAY! Not sure what HASAY is? Read all about it here.
Today’s guest poster is Andrea from Blogging Mama. Andrea is fairly new to HASAY but has jumped in full force all the way from Germany! Andrea has the same track record as a lot of us and has dusty fitness equipment cluttering up her place but she’s been kicking HASAY butt since getting with the program! Stop by her place to say hello.
Finding The Zen Place
Saturday morning I stumbled down the stairs at 6:10 with The Chick (my almost 3 year old) gave her a sippy cup of water, a little bowl of dry Looters cereal, clicked on Madagascar and laid down on the couch. It’s the usual routine. With my Blackberry in hand as I lay bleary eyed while Alex and Marty voiced their opinions from the screen I scrolled through my 24 emails that had come in overnight. Comment’s for my blog, adverts to approve, Facebook requests. And the one little email from Casey. She wanted to know if I would want to guest post for Her. Seriously? I did think she must be nuts at first but that feeling was soon followed by, well, a feeling of flattery. I’ve never guest posted before. Casey is my first (and don’t we always remember our first?) So I sat down, turned on some Coldplay and came up with this. I hope you like it.
Since it is Monday and Club HASAY day I thought I might have a go at talking about fitness. Last week Casey had a great fitness guest poster though. I am not a fitness guru. In fact this week I severely fell off the back of the fitness wagon. No worries, I only thumped up my knee a bit and the black eye should be healed soon. I used to be into fitness. In college the girls in my dorm would gather Monday thru Thursday (cause every knows Friday is Frat Party Night) and get our groovy on doing an Elle Macpherson video. I still have it and it’s actually quite good too. Then after college I slipped into working all the time and not having much time or energy left to be a Fitness buff. I figured walking from my door to the car and my desk to the copier was good enough.
Then I got married. Who really wants to workout after you get married? I mean you’ve already snagged a mate why bother?
Then I had a baby. He certainly kept me hopping and chasing and exhausted at the end of a day. He was my workout!
I’ve never been one who has had to workout though. I know you all hate me for it but it’s a freak of genetics that I can eat anything I want and my weight doesn’t change. Certainly it will cease one day and then I’ll really be in trouble.
These days I like to do yoga (Yoga for Dummies) and I bought Pilates DVDs but so far, I’m not digging it. (As a side note, I tend to use a lot of crappy 80’s words like digging it and You Rock! I tried using Fo’shizzle but no one understood what I was saying. So I stick with what I know and that’s the 80’s.)
I ordered Yogalates from the UK this week. It’s supposed to be Yoga and Pilates in one. Whether or not they are good I don’t know but I’m really good at buying stuff to exercise with. For example:
I bought a Yoga mat about two years ago. I only recently started using it.
I bought some kick-butt shoes for running and I’ve been able to run three times since March. But I wear them nearly everyday they are so comfy.
I got great black running-ish pants with a nice hot pink stripe (matches the shoes!) and I’ve worn them for the running. Three times. But they are super cozy and quite frankly they flatter my butt.
I already mentioned the Pilates DVD’s.
My track record is great! That’s the reason I joined Club HASAY. I have to be accountable for my own failures in this department. Oddly enough it’s far easier to be honest with a group of strangers on the internet than to have to actually tell a real live person I didn’t get around to that healthy thing I’ve been meaning to do.
Being healthy isn’t easy and I’m doing it not to lose weight but to get myself in a shape I can be proud of. It’s good for the heart and the mind. I’ve been able to kick off some seriously funky mind stuff by working out lately. The kids and their issues, Hubby and the ever impending around the world move and where do we go and how and when and my own issues about my work. When I lace up my sneakers and place those earbuds in and the iPod starts playing Dave Matthews and Lady Gaga and Sara Barielles the world fades away for an hour while I run or Yoga. I don’t think about anything. I don’t worry about anything. I simply concentrate on the music and let it put me in that zen place I so want to be.
Where do you go and what do you do to reach your inner zen? Where is your happy place?