Camels and Gilad

It's not that I like to pick on Gilad, it's just that it's so easy. Yes, he's a studly hunk of burning love to some, but for me he just brings back memories of high school. Although, I have to admit, he can move pretty darn fast for his age.

The other day we were flipping through the channels at my brother's house and happened upon FitTV. There, in all his high-def glory, was Gilad. Gilad and four other workout people, some dancers, a guitar player and some camel overlays. I don't know if it was just my brother's tv or what, but the images seemed strangely compacted. Everyone looked oddly short and stumpy. The strangest part was that while they were exercising the producer would through in these weird overlay images of camels. Seriously, I have no idea why a camel image would encourage one to exercise more vehemently, but apparently they thought it would motivate the watchers.

We sat there, staring in open-mouthed fascination/horror, for quite some time. The baby broke the spell when she breathed, "OH!" as the camel popped on the screen for the fifth time. It brought us all back to reality and the channel was quickly changed. For a moment though, we were all under the power of Gilad's workout. It was truly frightening.

18 Miles to Nowhere

I walked 18 miles this weekend. While I was working. My mom said at this rate I could start my own 3-Day fitness walk just at work. I tend to agree.

18 miles. Sheesh. That's a lot of walking. It doesn't even count the lifting, twisting, turning and what-not that happened too. No wonder I was exhausted when I got home each day.

I have to do some serious work on updating the walk databases on GymMama.net today. It's time consuming, but worth it. And, well, the focus of the site. Minor details, eh?

Oh, I got some amazing cards this weekend from A Moment A Memory. Plantable seed cards to use as thank you cards for Gym Mama Studio orders. So, scoot on over to ArtFire, pick up a lil' somethin' and I'll send you some flowers-to-be in addition to your order in the form of a seed card. Besides, you'll get 10 extra entries into the weekly giveaway drawing! Bonus!

And before I scoot, a BIG HELLO to faithful blog reader Amy! So happy to see you back and to know that Gilad still has a special place in your heart too! (But, seriously, I think maybe his back muscles have been slightly airbrushed.)

Have a great day everyone!

OMG, it's GILAD! and some other stuff

Like a beacon in the night, there he was. Popping up on my computer screen like some fit hunk of exercising goodness. His gaze piercing, his hair plugs darkened. Yes! It was GILAD! (Amy, I thought of you. Hey, where ARE you anyway?!)

I got an email from Discovery Health about their 2009 Body Challenge and I checked it out, because I'm not above wanting a free 90 gym membership to Bailey's. Yeah, only this year they were cheap-o and no free membership. Darn it. I was disappointed and slightly annoyed when I happened to glance down at the bottom of the screen and SAW HIM! WHO KNEW that all roads (or clicks) lead back to GILAD?!

I'm having high school nightmare flashbacks right. this. very. minute.

I'm seriously considering having a Gilad DVD as a Gym Mama Giveaway one week. Amy, I hope you win. (And I repeat...where ARE you anyway?!)



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So, I got so carried away seeing that Gilad DVD that I forgot to mention that I worked out this weekend on the treadmill. And yes. It WAS turned on. 3 miles in 30 minutes, thank you very much. I feel lighter and slightly less winded because of it.

It also gave me a chance to think about why I like working out in my very own laundry room/treadmill room/food storage area. Here's my Top Ten:

1. I can sing as loud as I want and no one will kick me out.

2. I can sweat and not worry about looking...sweaty.

3. I can do laundry (if my husband would ever bring it TO the laundry room, and btw, honey, I'm sorry you're out of boxers, but really, I can't carry the baby and the laundry down 2 flights of stairs without maxing out our health insurance coverage) and exercise at the same time.

4. I can walk at 2.0 mph without feeling guilty, because there's some lunatic going 8.0 mph next to me. (Seriously, you're on a treadmill. No matter how fast you run you're not going to get any further than right here.)

5. Did I mention I can sing as loud as I want and no one will kick me out?

6. I can finish exercising, walk upstairs and be in the kitchen. Hello, carbohydrates!

7. There is no one skinnier in the room than me.

8. I don't have to pay dues.

9. It takes me 10 seconds to get there.

10. I can sing as loud as I want and no one will kick me out. Did I say that already?

So, there's the top 10. Exciting as always. =)


By the way, I am still trying to find 10 walks that fit into my schedule. I haven't given up. =)

Oh! And go enter the Gym Mama Weekly Giveaway! You could win. =)

Sleep

Honestly, it's not that I didn't want to workout this morning...I was just sleeping instead. I hesitate to use the term "oversleeping", because that implies that you've had quite a bit of rest already. Somehow 6 hours of interrupted-every-45-minutes sleep hardly qualifies as a good night's rest. So, at 6am I am happy to report that I was sleeping. Finally.

My darling husband will be home later and I don't have to work tonight, so I may just hop on the old treadmill this afternoon. We didn't make it to the library to pick up DVDs (poky homeschooling children today), so unfortunately there will be no Gilad for me this evening.

Thanks for the fitTV tip, Amy, but we are a cable-less household. That leaves me yoga with the 85 year old lady in pink spandex at 5am on PBS. I'm certain TiVo was NOT created for that! ;)

Gilad & Omar

First, let me give a big ol' THANK YOU to Amy for the encouraging stay-at-home workout tips! Thanks for taking the time to post AND for bringing up Gilad. You brought back some funny memories...

So, the year was 1990. I was a sophmore in high school. Gym class was a dreaded thing. That is until our gym teacher took pity and offered "Aerobics." Aerobics with...you guessed it...Gilad! None of us could keep up, but boy was it funny. I think we got more of a workout laughing than actually moving. Good memories. Thanks, Amy! =)

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Well, Hurricane Omar is headed straight for my dad. Really. Straight. For. Him. It's supposed to pass over St. Thomas around midnight tonight and my parents live on an island in the harbor of Charlotte Amalie. If you've been on a cruise you may have waved to them while coming or going...especially if you've been docked at Crown Bay. Anyway, the hurricane is coming right for them. My mom is up here visiting, but my dad is there by himself. So, keep him in your prayers. Keep them all in your prayers.