Bright Colored Sneakers, Disappointing Results..for Now

Anyone who meet me after about mid 2009 may not know (based on my apperance) that I was once a huge gym rat. Not even kidding. I'd spend at least an hour and half through college on a treadmill, elipical ect. I enjoyed throughly. Needless to say, money, life and jobs kind ate what little time I had left. My New Years resolution "make a better me" is primarly about getting myself back into this kind of shape.

There's no way I gonna look like a redheaded Rachel McAdams or Amy Adams but I can at least be healthy. The problem with working out is motivation. Some people look great in tight gym clothes and take pride. That's not me...I wear frumpy tees and short or sweats. I do not want to look pretty. I'm all sweaty and gross.

I went for the first time tonight and was left feeling kind of unhappy about how out of shape I really am and how long it's going to take me to rebuild my body to what it once was. I was also amused how little has changed since I was college about the dynamic of a gym.

I joined a gym at a small college. It's a lot cheaper and a lot simpler for what I need, why pay for all the thrills especially when a month around here at a "trendy" gym including the YMCAs can run you upwards on $70. It's funny, I used to come here off and on in while in High School and it looks exactally the same (or almost) and continues to perpuate the sterotypical college gym.

Typical College Gym

1. Only Girls are on the elipical machine. Seriously. I found this to be true in college, when I worked out there post graduation and at another university.

2. Men and way to muscular men were the only one using the machines and didn't clean them. GTL much? Ewww?!

3. There was only one girl anywhere near the weights and was obviously an athlete at the college. You could see she was following her training sheet to the mark.

4. Of all the TVs one of them is always on Spainish league soccer, that shows very graphic infomercials for various medical products. I may be scarred.

I'm sure more things are to follow but it's always amusing to see the dynamics in various gyms but how stero-typical college gyms are. Wish me luck in my new endvour to become a healthy (all be it skinnier) me.

Pink Dress Brawl on Two Street

Follow Up Video on the Mummer's Post. There's just something that needs to be said about men wearing pink dresses getting into a brawl on Two Street.

http://www.philly.com/philly/video/Mummer_brawl_2012.html

Give Me The Stomach Flu Over A Cold Any Day

Sick Again?! Ugh. Lucky Me I've been struck with the 3rd cold/illness in two months. Normally I would not be that upset but I have never gotten sick this frequently. Not even while in college when I lived in the test tube of winter colds, stomach viruses and the flu. My boyfriend thinks i'm sickly. I'm really not. I guess I'm just lucky.

I'm tearing through tissues, cough drops and various home remedies for colds. I wish I was a chemist/biologist capable of creating a cure for the common cold. I'd make so much money. I know you can't cure viruses but in the age of the internet and ipods we can't cure the common cold?

The issue I have with these things isn't so much that it knocks you out, but rather the annoyance of the whole thing. I hate sounding stuffed up, sneezing and hacking. Give me a stomach flu with a fever any day at least I can ride the couch all day acting sickly. Colds are worse because you still drag yourself to work, school ect. wearing yourself out and prolonging the cold but giving it to others. If you stay at home with a cold, its just kind of sad and no work place or school would allow that kind of behavior as a good excuse for missing a day.

Well I guess all I can do is suffer through these things and hope I don't get others around me sick. But next time you see someone with just a cold, have a little sympathy since there not "sick" enough to stay home but probably are in misery and just want to crawl back into bed.

That Retro P Disappoints Once Again

My plan wasn't to use this blog as a Philadelphia Pride thing. I love Philadelphia sports. We have the most dedicated, most knowledgable and most cinical fans in the country. Don't you tell me you are a Dallas fan, you'll regret it.

I am used to the disappointment of the Eagles by this point, was shattered by the heart break of the Philies the past 2 seasons and don't even get me started on the 76ers but I had hoped today, on the national stage the Philadelphia Flyers would pull of a win in the winter classic. I guess that Retro P dissappointed me once again.




It wasn't just the loss that disappointed me. I know many people who were able to go the Pittsburg game and the Boston games however, by the time tickets became avalible for the average non-season ticket holder...there's no way my wallet could afford a $500 ticket price that the tickets were going for on stubhub.com

I am upset with the flyers overall, who I know were playing as hard as they could but I ask a lot of questions about why they made the plays they did. Honestly, five holing a pentalty shot? Are we in Pee Wee Hockey here? I think not. I'm just discouraged that Philadelphia team were put on the national scene again and once again (hoping i'd be wrong) do what they do best, leave their fans disappointed and left with a loss.

Just a Pair of Gold Spray Painted Sneakers

Welcome to 2012. After a horrifying 2011, I am ready for a fresh start. Of course I've resolved to "Make A Better Me" meaning weight, health, and generally work to make me into a better me. But not in to this...

In Philadelphia, we have a traditional parade every New Years day, older then the Rose Ball

parade and frankly some what bizarre only comparable to carnivale in Brazil or Mardi Gras, except with fewer scandalously clad women, more blue collar workers, "wenches" and gold spray painted sneakers. Note the shoes the "wenches" are wearing....

The Mummers Day parade is an annual parade in Philadelaphia derived from when men, drunk from New Years Eve would wear women's clothing to celebrate. The tradition has become primarily men, dressed in excessively over glittered, colored outfit pouring hundred and thousands dollars into their costumes (many of whom in the early hours are still drunk). This parade in 6 hours long and consists of 4 parts, comics, fancies, string bands and fancy brigades.

My boyfriend refuses to watch it finding it garish and overly excessive. Not a native Philadelphian, he finds the whole thing somewhat strange. It probably is but you can't argue with tradition anymore then you would refuse to particapte in Mardi Gras or Carnivale if you lived there. Bring on those Gold Spray Painted Sneakers to Welcome 2012!