Lookie what I did this morning:
Time to get extreme, baby!!! – Chalene’s words. And no, no picture of me doing the video, because I post enough tooly pictures of myself on this blog
The workout was actually a lot of fun I completed the 45 minute burn it off cardio workout shortly before leaving the house this morning, and felt great about getting my heart pumping a bit.
I snacked on the other half of banana from this morning with some almond butter on my way out the door, and then when I got back home, had another snack/lunch.
Lookie what was just screaming to be part of lunch today!
Lunch – aside from a Chobani – was Mexican tuna salad w/ tomatoes on a bed of spinach:
OK, I have to say that I usually stick with my usual mayo/Greek yogurt/relish/onion in my tuna salad, but today I got a little crazy and did a wild rice/salsa/Greek yogurt/avocado/spices today.
Unconventional? Why, yes. Delicious? Hell yes! And yes, that would be Clarabelle peeking up at you in the upper right hand corner of the picture. Little creeper.
Lookie what else I did today:
Basil, cilantro, and , to be specific! I came home and promptly planted them all:
Aren’t they pretty? I’m sure they’ll be dead in a week
Shane makes fun of me all the time, because once the weather gets warm every year, I’m all “yeah! let’s plant some plants! Let’s garden! Let’s get some trees!” But then when it comes time to actually do it, I’m all “uhhhh I got stuff to do, yo.”
The thing is, I want to want to have a green thumb. Reality is, I just don’t. Don’t judge.
From garden judging to gym judging, let’s to a bit more of a serious topic –
Gym Judging and Injury
It’s so easy to look around and compare ourselves to others’ in the gym. However, no matter if you’re rocking your workout that day, or just can’t seem to get through your run/sets, comparison in the gym is a lose/lose game.
Often times in between sets, I’ll catch myself watching other gym-goers and observing their workouts. It comes naturally to me, I’m intrigued and enthralled by fitness, and love to observe and learn from it.
However, the problem comes when I catch myself judging. Grimacing at someone doing a deadlift with atrocious form is one thing, but when I catch myself judging someone for not lifting “heavy enough” or running “fast enough” or doing certain exercises is when I have to snap myself out of it.
Especially when I get on my heavy lifting kicks, I have to be cognizant not to mind-criticize those lifting lighter weights. Often called “barbie weights,” it’s stereotypical to see a girl walk into the weight room, pick up the pastel dumbbells, and start doing curls.
And it’s easy to judge, but it’s also wrong.
There are SO many other factors that comes into play other than it just “being the easy way out:”
- perhaps they’re injured
- maybe they’re just getting back into exercise
- they could be having a “light week”
- they may not care a darn about gaining lean muscle mass, and just love lifting light weights!
And on and on. Just a friendly PSA (for me, too) to not judge others in the gym
Do you ever catch your self judging other gym-goers?