DOWN WITH DRESSAGE & MORE ON THE OLYMPICS

Thanks to the comment from my friend Amy, I would like to add Misty May-Treanor's butt to my anatomical wish list. (Actually, almost any olympians butt would most likely be an improvement over the one I am currently sporting). Most of the pictures I found of Misty May were too indecent to post, but I think this one is probably alright.

This brings me to the topic of the outfits (if they can even be called that) of the beach volleyball players. I don't think that a little more material would hurt their game, but would probably only hurt the ratings due to a decrease in male viewership. The male beach volleyball players seem to do just fine while wearing a significantly greater amount of material while playing.

I would now like to address the 10 minutes that I wasted that I will never be able to get back.

One night while watching the Olympics on NBC I decided to check out what events were being broadcast on some of the other channels. After seeing that MSNBC was broadcasting wrestling, I quickly changed the channel and went to OXYGEN where they were broadcasting the Equestrian event "DRESSAGE." WOW......if that isn't the dumbest "event" I have ever witnessed, I don't know what is? I was not "getting it" so I stayed on that channel to see if it was going to get any more exciting....jumping through flaming rings or something??? Unfortunately it just got worse and I can never get that 10 minutes back. I didn't know and for anyone else that doesn't know what Dressage (pronounced like massage) is I have provided a short description.

The French word for "training," dressage is a harmonious demonstration of the horse's three natural gaits (walk, trot and canter) and its ability to respond to the rider's commands as the horse performs a series of movements in prearranged order. Throughout the course the rider directs the horse to perform movements. They are also judged on the trot, canter, pirouette, piaffe and passage. Riders, who must memorize the test in order to guide their horses through it, may not use their voices throughout the competition. Riding whips are also forbidden in the ring, but spurs are required, allowing riders to demonstrate the ability to convey light pressure to the horse. In order to perform well in dressage, the horse must be calm, supple, loose and flexible, but also confident, attentive and keen, showing a perfect understanding with its rider.

I am not saying that "Dressage" is necessarily a bad thing and that it doesn't require talent, but half of the credit should go to the horse and I think it belongs in a horse show NOT the olympics.

**I apologize if I have offended anyone with my disregard for Dressage. Maybe I need to understand it better to really appreciate it. Ü **

"I GOT THE FEE-VAA!"

........and it is killing me!

I can't wait until the olympics are over. I am addicted and have been getting NO sleep! Hopefully the last couple of days will have fewer events that I am interested in and I won't stay up until the wee hours of the morning with my eyes glued to the television.


These olympic athletes are amazing and it is very motivating in wanting to be more dedicated in my exercise & nutrition. I want the abs of Dara Torres, the arms of Kerri Walsh , the balance & flexibility of Shawn Johnson, & the legs of Nastia Liukin. Then I think about all the hard work it would take to achieve that and it just makes me tired.

Have you ever thought about if you were to win an olympic gold medal what event you would want it to be in. When I was little, I wanted to be Mary Lou Retton, but I think gymnastics is really hard on your body, so I have changed my mind and I now think my sport would be SCULLS (single, double or quadruple). I love watching them and think they must be in incredible shape! (as are all olympic athletes). I also wish I was a good swimmer. I know how to "not drown," but I don't really know how to swim......proper form, breathing, etc. Maybe one day.


Here's to the great olympic athletes that represent the stars and stripes of the USA and are keeping me up at night.

AND NOW FOR THE REST OF THE STORY(S)...........

Maybe you are wondering.........or maybe your aren't, but I have had a couple people ask me about two of my previous blogs, so here are the updates...........

As for the large random spontaneous dent in my car door... (For original post, see July 13th)

Larry H Miller Honda took good care of me (and my car). They sent it to DentMaster to get fixed and provided me with a rental car. It looks as good as new!

As for the Chacos... (For original post, see July 31st)

I ended up purchasing the single strap version in the basic black. I have worn them a couple of times. They are great, but I have developed a couple of blisters, so I am glad that I have a little over a month to break them in.

I am sensing a theme here...I guess black seems to be my color????

FINALLY FREE

I just ended a 1 1/2 year abusive relationship. It was time to get out!

Although you probably wouldn't know it by looking at me, but for the past year and a half I have been working out with a personal trainer. He started out torturing me twice a week and then due to his schedule we cut back to once a week, but last Saturday was my last day of working out with STEVE.
Today was the first day of my freedom. The first Saturday in a long time that I have not had to wake up early to be tortured at the gym.
Steve and I have had a love/hate relationship. There is something about feeling good having gotten in a great workout, but then the next day or two when I wake up and can not move, I begin rethinking why I decided it was a good idea to pay someone to torture me.
We would rotate different workouts......legs, back/biceps, chest/triceps sometimes throwing in random full or upper body w/abs in there. Leg days were always my least favorite. Some of you probably even witnessed me displaying what I call the "pregnant cowboy" walk that resulted from a bunch of swats, walking lunges and other leg torturing exercises. I looked pretty funny trying to negotiate stairs, especially coming down them.

While I plan on continuing to frequent the gym, I will no longer have anyone waiting there to torture me. YAY!!