Workin it with the Hubs

My hubby and I hit the gym this morning together for the first time in a while. We always workout at my class together I guess... but that has a little different feel than actually lifting weights on our own and not teaching or showing others how to do it.

We didn't really work out together that much, but in the same area and I followed his moves quite a bit. I thought it was pretty fun. And he is incredibly sexy... especially when he is doing pull ups. I mean the man can pull all 215 pounds of himself up and down for what seems like hours. I have never seen anyone, ever, do pull ups like him. Perfect form. He is a picture for a workout video I tell you. And then he helped me to some military presses, and I don't know why but I thought it was pretty hot. He is a handsome husband that's for sure.

I lifted heavy weights today. For the first time, like ever I think. I have always been a bit intimitated by heavy. I always do a bearable weight for like 50 reps of everything. I have been scared of building up, looking like a man. Have you ever worried about that? Well, rest assured-- you wont. I was just reading several articles about why women need to stop worrying about that and lift weights. We don't have enough testosterone in our bodies (like men do) do bulk up. That was enough for me. I believe it, it makes sense. And I do know that the more muscle I have, the more calories I burn through out the day at just a resting rate. So I have always loved lifting, just the heavy weights is new to me. I found a new blog of a girl in Boston. She is training for a bikini competition and is super knowledgeable. Check it out if you want. I think it thegetinshapegirl.wordpress.com. Or google it, it is something like that. I have corresponded with her a couple times and she seems very cool, very knowledgeable and is motivating me to push a little harder.

In other news, I am ready to sign up for the Race for the Cure May 7th. I want to run it. Not like jog it, but RuN it. Like as in push myself to run this the fastest I have ever run. I think my goal today is for the 5k is 25 minutes. That is about an 8 minute mile and that is going to be booking it for me. I am excited. I feel extreme pride in this cause, for breast cancer awareness. I do not know why specifically, but I definitly feel my heart gravitate to events that promote awareness and finding a cure. I feel like I need to do even a tiny part (a 25$ entry fee, and pushing myself to achieve a goal) to support finding a cure for a disease that has taken way too many women; too many moms, grandmas, sisters, aunts, cousins-- much too soon. My heart goes out to people affected by this ugly disease. I want them to feel my love and support for their cause.

I had a whole epiphany on a post in regards to this cause, while I was running 6 miles of course. How it is going to make me famous because I am going to write my deep thoughts and feelings and compose it into a small piece of geniusness to include in a Sunday news paper, or a pamphlet to promote the Race for the Cure. It probably wont happen, but like I have said before I get pretty "Deep" while I am running, and right now it is a fire in the back of my brain... time will tell if the flame burns out or turns into a crazy bonfire in the next few months. Who knows what I am really capable of? Who really knows what we are all capable of.