Body Soiree

Have you ever had one of those weeks where you really have to ask: What the heck was going on?!  I wish I could say it was everyone else that had gone a little bonkers, but it was me as well, I can't lie to you.  It started out with me being locked in a cage, in the basement of my place of work. Yes, locked in a CAGE! I won't go deep into how it happened( because it makes me look really dumb and you don't need that thought in your head) but I will say this: I built a mountain of crates to get over the cage wall and as I went to swing one leg over... My Vagina spoke to me! In a faint, but clear voice, I heard: "Do you not see how narrow that ledge is my dear? Are you really going to straddle that? Let's take a moment Dawn dear to think about this and the pain that will be there after your balancing act." How did I get out? I screamed until another Trainer heard me. I will never live this one down. Twice this past week I have been blocked by cars on train tracks...

As anyone that knows me knows; I love happiness. I go out of my way to be happy and I try and only bring happiness to others. There are some people that say they do, but then go out of their way to be miserable, I am not that person. I really do choose happiness, well most days I do. Like any normal human there are days that I am not feeling It. Meaning: I am not feeling happy and I choose not to be happy. I am kind of enjoying being a grouch and talking smack to myself.  On these days I also choose not to be around happy people, you will find that they will get on your nerves quick with all of their happy talk and attitude! Who do they think they are anyway? On days like this I choose to watch "Reality" television and all of the other fecal matter that is on t.v and there is a lot of crap to choose from. On days like this I choose not to exercise. Because exercise makes you feel good AND happy; can't have that! After the bad t.v and no exercise regime, I usually have rea...

I love my town, I really do. It has a bad reputation and I truly believe it does just because there are a lot of ethnic people that live here. It is a suburban town that sits perfectly between two lovely cities; Chicago and Milwaukee. My town is like most small cities, high to low income, issues with the school district and the politics that surround everything; but, I love my town. I love walking down the street and seeing people working in their gardens. On one side of the street their is a man and woman working in the yard, and he has on a kilt, a Led Zeppelin t-shirt and sneakers. On the other side of the street there is a Black man wearing karate pants and a rice paddy hat! Really? All I can do is giggle as I watch the Vatos locos in their low riders, am I back in California? They give me the peace sign and I nod my head in acknowledgment and we both keep movin'. When you live in a town of different ethnic groups, there is always the lovely food to try. I can walk down th...

Besides me trying to be the most positive person EVER ! I have really been working on forgiveness. Oh Yes, the F-word.  Holy Crap! it's hard.  I read a book that requests that you list all of the people that have crossed you, every last one , then write how they have wronged you. You will be amazed at how long this list can get. Then, when you have done all of this, here is the kicker: YOU MUST FORGIVE THEM! Incredibly difficult and mind blowing. Why? Because as you are writing all of this stuff down, you start to notice a pattern in your behavior and in your interactions with other people. If you are willing to recognize it for what it is, great change can happen for you! There can be no excuses, because the Truth will be staring you right in the face, all in black and white. The questions I started asking myself, once I noticed my patterns were: 1. Why did I attract these particular people into my life( Family we can do absolutely nothing about.. sorry!)?  2. Why did I ...

This is a true story. Names have been changed to protect the innocent... and the not so innocent.  On Mothers Day I received a text from someone I used to date. Not anything special, just a "Have a happy Mother's Day" and wishing me well.  I didn't think much of it, until I started getting responses from unidentified numbers.  I just assumed that these women were relatives of his. No problem. Two days later, I receive a text from an unidentified number, again! Asking the question " Are you at work?" by the "tone" I knew this was an intimate question and I most certainly knew it wasn't meant for me. The response, when it came, was "Yeah, what's going on?" Sounds innocent enough, right? Well obviously by all of the irate responses to this most innocent text, a lot of the ladies on that thread from Mothers Day didn't think so! Mr. "think things through" Mr. TTT for short, had created and sent a text thread to all of his...

It has been a long time since I have gotten into an argument. And I hadn't planned on getting into one, but there I was, defending myself.  It was all over me not agreeing with something this person said and they stated that I am judging them. Well, first let me say, to a certain extent we all judge.  Yes, we do. One of the definitions for the word judge:   to form an opinion about (something or someone) after careful thought . Don't we all form opinions? Is it safe to say with careful consideration? I haven't been  prone to make "snap" judgement's, or I don't believe I do.  It seems to me that you can't disagree with folks without them calling you judgmental. Do they realize that they are using this word out of context? Or are they? The second definition to judge:  : to regard (someone) as either good or bad. Is this a bad thing? Or is this just common sense? Some things ARE bad and some things ARE good. To call something out as one or the other does...

As a Personal Trainer you will have all types of clients and hopefully you will at least like most of them. But there are those clients that stand out and insert themselves into your heart without you looking, Patrick is one of those clients for me. Patrick is a tall, gangling young man who happens to be Autistic. His observations on Life and weight loss are simple and direct. I call them: The Patrick Rules- Eating too much candy will Kill you, especially chocolate. Now mind you, Patrick loves chocolate. Rated R movies shouldn't be watched, because you never know what you are going to get. His words exactly. Don't be mean or grouchy, it will steal smiles. Patrick works hard and he is steadfast. He never complains! And I love how he will say to me, when something is new for him and a little bit difficult " Dawn, this is challenging, but I have faith in Me, I can do it." Wow. Patrick is also his own "hype man" whenever he does well, he will say to himself, ...