Remember being in elementary and having to do a science fair project? You came up with a hypothesis. A procedure. Ran experiments with controlled test subjects. And then made a conclusion based on your data. Hoping you would get more than a participation ribbon when it was all said and done. Well it’s time to go back to Science Days. Except now I’m the scientist, the test subject, and it’s way more fun because now I appreciate the process! I am currently studying advanced fitness nutrition (thanks to Papi who helped me realize this is my favorite part of competing), and am doing a peak week starting today. There is no contest for me until next year, but I want to see what will happen when I make changes to what I have done in the past for peak week. Working on the little things, makes the biggest differences. And this time the judges are going to be evaluating my finished project. Not my poster progress boards. It should be illegal to have this much fun, seriously…how did I get so lucky?
so put on your thinking cap, and learn something new about your body! Happy Lifting.
I have done many things in my life, I have worn many hats. I used to say that I was a jack of all trades, and a master of none. I always longed to have something in my life that I was so passionate about, I could get lost in it. Something I was so good at…that I would feel like a pro doing it. That there was no denying I was born to do it. I hungered for that feeling of satisfaction in the moment…like what you see on the faces of people in church singing and in their hearts knowing/believing truly they are saved.
I woke up this morning, body sore from the past few days of awesome workouts…and I thought to myself, “I can’t wait to workout today”. I laughed about a video on Facebook mocking overly enthusiastic muscle heads…because it reminded me of myself. And then I thought to myself about how I feel – happy.
I am where I am suppose to be.
Doing what I am suppose to be doing.
And I am really good at it. I get lost in my workouts. I am a walking example of my sport, my dedication and effective methods, my art piece. I was born to do this…my whole life of working out, being healthy and active…of eating right; my years of running and chasing happiness. I didn’t realize it until this moment – I have what I always wanted. I have had it for some time, it just took me becoming an IFBB Pro to realize it. So with complete and whole hearted commitment to myself and this sport, I say out loud and proud.
My love affair with bodybuilding only gets more intense with each competition. I placed 3rd at my first national show, and I couldn’t be happier. With each day that has passed, I long to lift heavy, eat healthy, and grace the stage again. Nothing is more important than the support and love I receive each and everyday from my husband…who is the constant fire behind my goals.
I am in constant pursuit to make him proud. After it is all said and done, as long as I am #1 in his eyes, I am a winner.
This is who he sees when he looks at me…
He took these pictures of me after the show.
I love him more than words can describe. He works long and hard to support my dreams. He takes me to the beach because he knows the soothing sounds of the water brings me peace. He helps me to be a better person, not just a better bodybuilder.
If you want to grow…bigger muscles and a bigger heart, surround yourself with love. Happy lifting.
Today’s bodybuilding inspiration for the day, comes courtesy of my sweet chihuahua, George. Yesterday he got in a fight with a lab trying to protect me; and as we waited in the vet emergency room for the results of his X-rays, I struggled with possibly loosing him. I sat there desperately looking for a lesson to learn from this awful situation.
Then last night while laying in bed, with him in my arms sleeping soundly, it came to me.
George knows know fear. He does not take his 5 lb small size into consideration. He thinks with his heart.
He saw what he perceived as a threat to his master and without hesitation or thought, protected me; his most prized possession. He paid no regard to the size difference between a lab and himself. His fearless instinct kicked in and he did what he thought he had to do .
Why don’t we take on life like George? Risking it all for what me love…not caring that our opponent is bigger, taller, or stronger than us. Just knowing that our heart rules our mind. If you have a big heart and believe in yourself…you can will into existence that which we seek.
So I will take George’s lead, I will apply his actions to my training.
My fearless instinct will be silent no longer.
I will know no fear.
I am glad you are feeling better George. I love you…and thank you for your loyalty and inspiration.
It’s peak week. The Arnold is 6 days away and I’m in full peak week mode. For those that don’t know the game…this is the week that bodybuilders dial in regarding training and nutrition right before a competition. Don’t do peak week right and all your hard work will not show on stage. It is very important to hit set macros (carbs, fats, and proteins) right on. Water is crucial. And workouts key. By this time in the game, your diet will make or break you. I LOVE peak week. Getting super excited to compete against the best amateurs in the world. I have checked out some of the competition, when I say best in the world, it’s not an exaggeration. About to cook my next meal! Good times to all out there, prepping, building, or just enjoying the ride.
January 3rd – 3 pushups…you get the point. Everyday you add a pushup. (What ever the day of year it is that is how many push-ups you need to do that day. i.e. on December 31, 2014 you need to do 365 pushups). You don’t have to do them all at the same time, I usually do them in sets of 20 and then sets of 50 as the year progresses and I get stronger. JUST DO THEM. If you are not so good at push-ups, start with your knees on ground and work your way up to regular push-ups. If you complete the challenge, by the end of 2014 you will have completed over 76,000 push-ups.
I want to make this interesting. If you want accept this challenge, let me know, and that way I can keep up with your progress.
This week is Peak Week. Peak week is the week before a competition. And its name says it all. It is the week that athletes who have trained hard, eaten clean, and dug deep; prepare for their big day. It looks a little different for everyone. And some love it, some hate it. Personally, I love it. There are those last workouts, posing practice, carb cycling, make-up practice, hair and nail appointments, tanning, and rest. All of which make you feel like a kid before Christmas. I salute all those competing in the Mid-Atlantic Classic and look forward to sharing the stage with dedicated individuals who aren’t afraid to chase their dreams.