Chronicles: Alan B. Rowley II - Success Warrior - ECoach - P90X

Sword Point Sunday: Made with Love

I recently heard from two different sources, which talk about two very different subjects, that we should be eating food that is made with love.  We should eat food where the goal in the making is to create something of high quality for consumption.  That consumption should bring pleasure to the person partaking in the food.

The point put forth by both authors (one actually speaking about nutrition and the other speaking about spirituality) is that the body will make better use of the food.

Now, there is no doubt that eating home-made, free range, organic, or any other loving or quality way of making food is going to be better for us just because of the lack of chemicals in the food.  Processed food is not actually food.  It's a food-like substitute.

The authors go beyond this point though and say that the energy of the people creating the food is imbued in the actual food and that positive energy has a positive effect on the people that eat it.  Highly processed food comes from an uncaring conveyor belt owned by people who are looking out almost completely for their own bottom line.  They don't care about the health or well-being of the consumer (obviously, because if they did, thousands of food-like substances wouldn't be made since they are poisonous).

What do you think?  Is positive energy added to our food when made with care?  Does it have a positive impact on our health beyond the nutritional value of the food?

A Novel Approach

Do you like the cushioning effects of running on a treadmill but hate the mind-numbing boredom of being a hamster on a wheel, going nowhere?

What if your treadmill had wheels?

 

This is probably harder exercise than just going for a run and really deserves to be in the "Isn't this more work than it's worth?" category but it did give me a smile this morning.

Oddly Enough

I find myself with time for a blog post but no words come to mind.

Interesting, because it seems that I am forever composing blog posts in my head but now, here, sitting at the computer . . . silence.

I'm not going to fight it either.  I'm just going to go read someone else's words.

Enjoy your day.

Trey is 5

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, observe exhibit 1.

The prosecution rests.

We had a bunch of kids over for a barbeque and some games in the front yard last Saturday to celebrate the life of this incredible boy who has blessed our life.

 

He got some super cool Spiderman shades for his birthday, which went right along with his chosen theme.

The next two pictures were requested by him, one the day before the birthday party and one the day after.

 

He asked his mom to spike his hair and thought it was so cool that he asked her to take a picture of it.  He loves having his picture taken.  Vain-much?

 

Someone gave him a little Nerf football with a soft arrow shaft coming out the back of the football, making it incredibly easy for even a four five year old to throw a nice spiral (right at the camera man).  This shot went over my left shoulder. 

He thanked us several times for having such a fun birthday and tonight we'll be writing thank-you cards to all of his friends that showed up to help make it such a special day.

Do Not Try This At Home

Do not try this in the gym.

Do not try this if you have an idiot for a spotter.

Do not try this if enjoy the use of your lower back and would like to continue to use your lower back for the rest of your life.

The squat is one of the all time best exercises you can do.

A stability ball is great for adding core work to your program.

The two should never, ever be mixed.  Never.  Ever.

Thanks Rick for the pic.

My Roses This Year

A visitor at Trey's birthday party Saturday has this to say: "Tia, your roses look great!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa.  Back the truck up.

Tia set our visitor right, which I would not have done if our places were reversed.  I would have totally taken credit for the roses, but I'm like that.

Anyway, I'm still in blog-lazy mode so I'll upload some pics of how *my* roses are doing this year and call it good for the day.

 

 

 

 

Hang in there one more day . . .

. . . while I do my blog sloth thing.

Today is a complete "do nothing" day.  A break between what has been so far this year and what the summer will be.

Breathless

I had them going good this morning.  I'm not sure what was different about this class than others but they were struggling.  Abs and calves today.  Lots of abs with a little bit of calves thrown in to give the abs a break here and there.

At one point, they all seemed to stall.  I was holding weights for the next exercise and they were just standing there.  Well, not "just" standing, they were also breathing pretty hard but the point is that they weren't moving forward to the next exercise.

"Come on, you can catch your breath after class," I said.

That got a chuckle out of them and got them moving again.

Taking a Break - Even from Blogging

But I won't be doing any of this on my break.

Crossing the Finish Line

Here's a bit of news for those of you that aren't on my friends list on Facebook. 

By the way, why aren't you on my friends list on Facebook?  I know it's so yesterday now that everyone has gone batty over Twitter, which I can see absolutely no use for personally. 

I read an interesting article about mobile taco trucks that Twitter their where-abouts to people.  I suppose that would be a valid use but I know exactly where the local taco truck is (and I've never eaten anything from said truck).

I just can't imagine doing anything intentionally to make my phone ring more.  That's crazy talk.

Speaking of texting on phones, the cashier last night at the buffet had to finish typing in her text message before she could help the customer in line ahead of me.  This texting thing has gone over the top.  People can't hold face to face conversations now without texting at the same time.  For rude.

Anyway, this post is supposed to be short and to the point and not about Twitter or texting because I have karate practice in a few minutes.

I took my last test last night.  The college semester is over.  My associates degree should be arriving in the mail in a week or two. 

I'm going to be working on a personal trainer certification but I'm taking the rest of the week off from any kind of studying. 

I'm going to kick back and just enjoy the break for a few days.