Look Cute at the Gym

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Yes, I'm alive. No, I won't apologize for being absent from my own blog. That would just be plain silly. I've been living life's hectic rollercoaster and it doesn't seem to be slowing down anytime soon. And as you may have guessed from the post title, I've been hitting the gym quite hard. 5 days a week, in fact! Who would have guessed that this lazy bum would even get off the couch to go to the bathroom, let alone go work out at an actual gym.

One day I just realized that if J is going to be gone for 9 months, that would be plenty of time to get into shape and surprise him with my muscles when he gets back. I needed to stop moping around and I needed tons of energy since I started spending 15 hours a day with a very hyper 18 mo. I have really bad anxiety when it comes to small buildings and lots of people, especially people I don't know. Meaning gyms just aren't for me. Plus I can't be left to fend for myself, I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing. That's kind of the point of going to a gym. I need to work out but I don't know how, so I need some guidance!

Well I ended up finding just the gym for me. It's a little pricey, but I know once I make a monetary commitment I'm going to fully emerse myself into it to get the most bang for my buck. It's the kind of gym that is a class each day, and you get to choose which hour you want to attend with only a certain amount of people for each time slot. So not only are we all doing the same thing with a workout already made for us, but there's always at least 2 trainers to help and guide you and there is no more than 12 people in each class. You get to know these people and root for each other. It's pretty awesome. Plus they have free childcare so I get to take Jay Bird with me! Bonus.

Check me out doin my thang! The little pink numbers are mine ;)

In the beginning I was of course a complete noob. I had no idea what I was in for, and that included what to wear. I assumed I would just wear some yoga pants or my baggy capri sweats and a spaghetti strap and I would be good to go. Uhh, no. Not even close. There is a reason stores have a specific athletic department dedicated to workout clothes. I mean duh, that's the whole point of Nike. After about ten minutes I noticed that I sweat a lot. Like a lot. And cotton clothes are not the best things to wear when you are wet. They do not absorb the sweat, make you feel gross, and weigh you down. 

You're best bet is to wear tight clothing and spandex material, like a bathing suit. You'll feel cooler and there's less rubbing on your body. If you're like me, you wanna wear as little clothing as possible. Meaning lots of shorts. When I say as little clothing as possible I don't mean show up in just a bra and some underpants. Whatever you can get away with is all up to you, but I prefer to feel as comfy as I can while still being modest.

I also have OCD, and I HAVE to match when I get dressed. I just can't function for some reason. The best places for super cute clothes while being super cheap is Forever 21. I LOVE their bottoms and I get most of my sports bras from there. I also shop at Old Navy, Under Armor, Body Central and at a store my local mall has to get open back, loose shirts. As for shoes, my favorite is Nike Frees. I have 2 pairs and will be getting more soon. They're so comfy and unlike other running/athletic shoes, they actually have a stiff bottom for support.

My closet corner is dedicated to my workout clothes

I always try to base the days outfit on what core group we are working on. My gym rotates between upper, lower, and total body days. So when we're doing upper I wear pants, lower I wear capris, and total body [which means LOTS of cardio, grr] I rock the shorts. Usually if I wear shorts I'll wear a tighter shirt and pants a more loose one to balance out. Due to summer rolling around I wanted to make sure I was ready for anything, and to get lots of bright and fun colors. Summer shopping is fun, but I honestly haven't bought regular clothes in months. It's just tons of workout clothes for this girl! But it's still fun to shop for them and get funky with your outfit choices. I'm obviously not going to model everything in my closet cause we'd be here all day, but I did group my clothes for you. Also, pardon my wrinkly bed spread.

You can never have enough sports bras. Seriously. You'd be surprised how fast you go through them and then are like 'where the hell are all my bras?'. I'll be purchasing more in the near future because once I wear one it gets tossed into the hamper. I will not re-wear a bra unless it is washed because sweat= gross.

These are some of my shirts that are specifically for working out, so they are made of spandex material to absorb sweat and make you feel cool in the most dire of hot weather. I didn't feel the need to show you everything I own, so I just picked a few shirts from each category as examples.

These are cotton shirts but they are all very light and airy. I call them my barely-there shirts since some are see through and others have open sides or open backs. If I could work out in just a sports bra I would but considering others are present I'll cover up my tummy.

These are all of my shorts, and there is a white pair in there somewhere. Some have pockets which is nice for my chapstick [I'm an addict] and the ones that aren't spandex and hug my thighs are still very open and flowy without showing and flesh.

All of my capris. I prefer the 3 spandex to the 2 cotton cause of sweat but they're all fine. It's not like my booty can't breathe or anything ;)

For pants I highly recommend spandex since your entire leg is covered. It gets real hot real fast and you're gonna regret wearing those loose, flared cotton yoga pants. Those are NOT for the gym, so keep those for actual yoga or what we all know most people use them as, loungewear. We all know you don't wanna wear real pants cause fuck jeans, but don't wear them to the gym.

It is possible to look decent at the gym instead of the slobs with giant pajama shirts and baggy sweats. Those people are crazy and they most likely are not giving it their all. If you are legit working out, pumping iron, and sweating up a storm STAY AWAY from loose clothing and cotton. You'll thank me for it.
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A Poem by J

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The Hungry Hungry Hedgehog

There once was a hungry hedgehog, his name was Kol
Kol was very hungry so his mommy fed him mealies
But Kol was still hungry, so he broke free from his cage
Kol ran into a little spider and ate it, but he was still hungry
Kol ran into a stray cat and ate it, but he was still hungry
Kol stumbled across a grizzly bear and ate it, but he was still hungry
Kol's hunger drove him mad so he embarked on a journey for world domination
World War III happened and Kol enslaved the world
but at least he wasn't hungry
The End

The other day I was emailing J about how Kol is a little piggy and I have to give him twice as much food as Milo. He seriously gets very grumpy if he doesn't eat, much like his father. To which J emailed me back this poem and I died laughing. Have a great weekend!
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These Little Moments

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I had a very heartwarming weekend, the kind that lifts your spirits back up and makes you appreciate people again. If you've read my blog at all, you kinda get the hint that I don't really like people. The people you deal with on a day-to-day basis are ignorant assholes who make you question this generation of why they think the world owes them something. Seriously, it's called CUSTOMER service- meaning the customer is always right. I digress. Then there's the interwebs. It makes me love people again, especially when I'm bored late at night perusing the humor section of Pinterest. Those people crack me up and I want to meet them. So clever.

Here in town we had a local festival come and admission was free, so naturally everyone and their mother went. A friend and I thought it would be smart to go on the earlier side since there was going to be a concert and shit was probably gonna get insane [the parking already was]. She is my bestest friend and my battle buddy. Her husband is deployed for the same amount of time J is and is in the same place. She's also the neighbor's nanny across from my family, so we're like twinsies. We've started doing everything together to not only take our minds off this deployment, but to experience everything before the Army takes us away from Tennessee. It's only a matter of time before we PCS to another city so we're making the most of it now.

At the festival was a 'military area' that held booths related to the Army. Naturally being Army wives we went to investigate these booths to see what they had to offer. We goofed around with soldiers who had to be in uniform on a hot Saturday and pet an adorable Great Dane who stood by them. Once we were about to leave and hunt for food a woman approached us offering free portraits. Heck yes we want our picture taken! We piled on the props to represent our patriotic husbands and put on a brave smile. It's little moments like that that make you stop and realize where you are and that your spouse is not with you.


Nashville has a lot of things to offer a person who adores Country music... I kind of loathe it like the plague. BUT- I'm not opposed to experiencing the city like the tourist that I am and take a couple tours of historic places. My Battle Buddy and I took a trip to The Grand Ole Opry where dozens of Country music stars have played throughout the years and made members. We took a tour of the house and even stood in the circle on stage where the artists perform. That was pretty cool.

After some shopping she wanted to go to a Hibachi restaurant to get dinner. I've never been because I am a deprived person who apparently doesn't do shit with my life, so I was pretty excited to go. Turns out once you're seated it's with an entire group of people and they cook everything right in front of your face. We were fortunate enough to be seated next to the most awesome couple I have met so far in this state. A Nashville police officer and his wife stuck up a conversation with us that led us to explaining what our husbands do and where they currently are. At one point they made me get out my phone so they could personally witness me telling J that they were grateful for his service. Towards the end of dinner he not only made a private toast to us, but a public toast that included the entire room. It was then that I started breaking down. These people didn't know us at all, yet they showed us the most kindness anyone ever had. Oh they weren't done spreading the joy. As they were saying their good-byes and we were stuffing our faces with ice cream, they placed something on the table that I didn't pay much attention to. Turns out, they paid for half of our meal.

I started to get overwhelmed again. There have been times when people have been extremely kind to J to show their appreciation for what he does, but I have never experienced that. I'm just a wife. But this couple explained to me that I am so much more than that. I am the home front. I keep things going while he's gone so he has something to come home to. I am what is waiting for him at the end of the rainbow; his focus to get him through everything. He may represent us overseas, but I represent him here and am the face people see. I must hold my head up high with dignity and grace to show America how proud I am that my husband is a U.S. Soldier. And I am extremely proud of him. It's those little moments that make me appreciate the most sincerest of strangers out there. It made my weekend, possibly this entire deployment. 

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