Yes, I know It’s Saturday and you want a rest day. But this is the day that counts the most. I know that you had a full week of work and hopefully you did some type of workout every day. However, every positive action that you took towards becoming a better you can and will be undone by the choices you make today.
So many of us choose to make Saturday our day to have a cheat meal, which is totally okay if you stick to only one meal. Don’t turn that cheat meal into a cheat day. often times we will start the day off with an unhealthy option and from that moment on our body and mind will crave more sugar. So let’s start off right.
For instance, when you wake up have a healthy breakfast and then WORKOUT. When you return home to have a protein shake make this the time to throw a few greens in the blender so that you are getting your daily vitamin intake. Lastly, don’t forget to continue to DRINK WATER. I tend to stick with drink half of my body weight and if I am working out in the warm weather then I will increase my consumption.
Now here we are at dinner and you are probably ready to consume some major calories. But guess what? I guarantee that due to the wise choices that you made previously you will not eat as much as you wanted to. The body is a funny machine. Mentally you are wanting everything that you gave up during the week but your body isn’t craving or missing the calories. So listen to your body and not that hungry mind.
Make this day count and continue to make healthy choices!
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When my son was 2 I thought that I was going to pull my hair out. I have never in my life seen something move so fast and destroy the house in seconds. I learned quickly to only buy decorations from the Dollar Store because they won’t be around long. As soon as my human tornado saw a new decorative item it was as good as gone. But he was a little curly head cutie and I could not stop kissing him and squeezing his fat squishy body. But the squishy body started to grow and grow and grow and lean out.
My curly head cute tornado turned into a stunning teenage boy. But dear God give me strength because he is still a tornado. Just in a different way. Put it this way when it is time for spring break, summer break, Christmas break or any other break I sigh with RELIEF! I am exhausted from holding my foot up this boy’s behind. One year I was so upset with his grades and I said to him, “Boy I think you are purposely trying to kill me”. That might sound dramatic but I am so freaking serious. That is how I felt.
He is brilliant but lazy. When he studies he gets 96% or 92% on EVERYTHING and then he gets comfortable and it’s downhill from there and I want to scream!!
However, over the years these 5 basic tips have relieved my stress and prevented me from becoming a crack head or alcoholic.
- Stay firm no matter how cute you think they are. At the end of the day, cuteness doesn’t matter. I’m looking skin deep. My end goal for my son is to become a productive and well educated GOOD man. I refuse to have a grown man still depending on me financially. As long as my son lives under my roof I will sacrifice and make sure he has everything he needs to succeed. But then he is expected to use all the tools we gave him.
- Make him stay connected with the Lord. The bible will just instill good values and make them want to be a good person and be mindful of the feelings of others
- KEEP them in sports or any extracurricular activity that will take a good deal of their time. You have to keep them busy and teach them time management. Sitting around playing video games and looking like a damn zombie at the screen will not teach them a thing.
- Don’t let them date until they are able to control their mood swings. If you let their all over the place mood meet up with another teenager that has major uncontrollable moods then you are in for a world of danger. You have these two annoying kids feeding off of each other and making their moods even more darkened. What’s worse than 1 crazy? Yeah, you guessed 2 crazies!
- Don’t give up not even on their darkest days. Let them know that they are loved but you expect greatness and respect. Make sure they know that you will not let that death grip go.
When I tell you that I will die for my son, I mean that with my whole heart. If I have to go without so that he can have then that’s what I will do. When I had children I knew that I was going to raise them the best I could and pray that they become better than me. So when you see them slide it breaks your heart. But if I have to grab him up by the collar and stare at him while he is in class in order to make sure he is doing the right thing. Then guess what? That’s what I will do. I refuse to have him slide to the point of no return.
I’ll keep you all posted on his progress.
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Never really reacted to well in a crowded place. Following behind others hopes and dreams, afraid to be seen as an individual or different if you will. Living behind the shadows of the ones that I admire until they disappoint me with revealing their own insecurities and guilty pleasures. During their reveal, you realize their human, nothing special. Just a mediocre gutless, spineless, mortal that too chooses to hide in crowded places. So I advise you to step away from the crowd and find out who you are.
I remember being a kid and looking up to and worshiping this one individual. I can’t even put into words how I felt when I saw them fall and burst into flames right before my eyes. Their ashes fell to my feet and I gently stepped over them and made a promise to myself. I swore that I would never feel that level of disappointment again. I distanced myself from all crowded places.
Working on you becomes satisfying and complete when you separate yourself from all the unnecessary noise. Some may view you as reclusive but really you function more effectively without drivel. Once I evacuated from the crowded place I could breathe and see all the perfections that I carry. I stopped telling myself that I’m not good enough, but I’m worthy. Crowded places will have you guessing your self-worth and hesitation becomes your companion. Until you remove yourself you can’t help but compare and compete. Which, in return will more times than not end in disappointment. But with space, you will learn that the best competition is you vs you.
With self-growth and maturity, crowded places are just that. Crowded and leaving you without room to grow into being your own hero.
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“The truth will set you free but first it’ll piss you off”. No truer words have ever been spoken. The truth will sting your soul and crush your thought process if you aren’t willing to receive it. I know that the truth is a hard pill to swallow but if growth is what you are looking for then you have to take the truth pill.
I mean think about it. How many times do we have to bump our heads and fall before we take a sit and listen to constructive criticism? How often do we have to set ourselves back 10 steps because we refused to take advice? Then when we fail, we look to those same folks for a hand or an ear. I don’t know about you but I’m so over listening to nonsense.
I have been a part of the health and fitness industry since the day I took the oath to protect and serve my country. So please believe me when I tell you I have heard every excuse in the book when it comes to fitness journeys. But the truth is if you want a healthy lifestyle bad enough you will do whatever it takes to achieve it, to win it and to own it.
The truth is you have to eat right, you have to work out, and you have to change your mindset. There aren’t any short cuts and there isn’t an easy way out. You have to stop looking for a quick fix and you have to be willing to hear the truth. No matter how painful it is to hear what you have to do to get from A to B, you have to listen and be willing to execute.
I have had the truth hit me in the stomach like a ton of bricks. Did I like it? Hell no! It pissed me off because it hurt. It hurt my pride and for short while my self-esteem. But in the end, the truth saved my life and I will never forget that moment.
Here I am in the summer of 1994, I thought I was prepared for the military, my eating and work out habits were amazing. I felt like I was gaining strength internally as well as externally. But to my surprise, I had an abundant amount to improve on.
My first week in the military my drill sergeants did not hesitate to tell me that they thought I was weak. My heart dropped when they told me that. But they weren’t done. I was told that I wouldn’t last because I couldn’t do more than 4 push-ups in a row, I didn’t stand up for myself against some of the other soldiers in my platoon I was to quiet and I hid behind everyone else. Try swallowing that!
They pissed me off because the truth tore me up. Here I am 18 years old in South Carolina all by myself and receiving truths about me that I didn’t want to hear. I couldn’t run from it, I had to deal with it. And That’s just what I did. When the lights went out at 2100 hours I was up doing pushups, holding my planks and mentally connecting with myself. By the end of boot camp I dared anyone to even think about giving me a cross look. I was still quiet because that’s just who I am. I’m more of a listener than a talker. That’s just something that can’t be changed by my courage can and was.
Because I was able to accept the truth I became a platoon leader, push-up queen, and one badass motha…shut yo mouth.
I’ll never forget Drill Sergeant Henry and Drill Sergeant Jellen. They saved me, by exposing strength that I didn’t know I had. I allowed their truth to piss me off so that I could gain my freedom!
Is it time for you to get pissed off?
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