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Rubberband: #lifestyle

Now I’m fairly certain you read the title and thought to yourself rubberband,  lifestyle, where is she going with this one?  Well everywhere and nowhere which is exactly how life flows when you live a rubberband lifestyle. 

Let’s look at the physical characteristics of a rubberband.  It is flexible,  and has various uses. The strength of each rubberband is not always innately obvious but becomes clear once pressure is applied.  It can handle being pulled in several directions at once and generally will respond with the desired result. 

Wonderful right! As people we are all that and more,  flexible,  strong,  and equipped to handle various types and amounts of pressure.  So if you’re anything like me you are bout that rubberband #lifestyle.   Overall its pretty awesome,  but it can also be pretty dangerous. Here’s how:

1. Being pulled in multiple directions

     This could equate to multi tasking or stress but either way it is no bueno.  Research has shown that multi tasking actually decreases your brain ability to function over time. Stress well it messed up everything. 

2. Being flexible

        Flexibility is great, as long as it isn’t coming at your own expense.  The rubberbands fatal flaw is its inability to commit to self care. It just gets used and abused until it finally snaps.  Generally the damage is irreparable. Even if you tie it back together its never quite the same. 

3. Strength

     Strength is often a misnomer.  We like to define the strength of others based on how they react to the pressure.  While it may seem like you are holding it all together very well,  few people will notice the cracks that will lead to the eventual break.  

Now I know living a rubberband #lifestyle just went from being the shit to being shit. But you can still get all the love and joy from being everything that encompasses.  Step one be okay with saying no.  Step two be okay with taking care of yourself.  Step three be okay with always taking the time to #justbe

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Poetry Break: Monkey Me

See I’ve been wrestling with this monkey called depression for some years, and he occasionally, hangs out with this gorilla named alcohol, and for a while in high school, he hung out with this baboon, buffoon weed, and every time I swear I got him beat and I love my life or so it seems he comes round with his reel to reel, and replays my life full of bullshit themes, from love story to the dramas, and crazy action horror flicks. Hollywood has no idea what real 3D, breathtaking life is, nothing worse than watching bad shit happen, except that goes on with innocent kids who had no decision on their existence, sometimes I used to wonder if I’m the master of my destiny, who is anyone to deem me wrong for politely conceding and ending my journey? But every day I still strive this monkey see, and do, and do lie, do wrong, make me strong……sometimes,weigh me down, stall my breath, feel like death……some days,   I keep on going, because those days when the monkey is too exhausted from fighting, when he can’t immobilize, and his lack of opposable thumbs gets him down, these are the days, weeks, and months for which I live,  absent shaven head and umbrella sword fights, no delusions of grandeur, or depraved indifference, just even keel, favorite meal, that’s my jam, singing off key happily, everyday type flow, man o man, the days without that monkey yo, a clear day in LA where you can see forever, But this thoughtless fool, he  knows my address, sees my progress and at a moment’s notice will take the time to ascend my thighs, and claim jump my peace, distracting me with his incessant gorilla chatter, attempting to convince me to sit, out this round, this passage, this life, un-scratchable itch, mean ol’ monkey bitch, why me, why harass little back, small hip me?  Fight him off one more time, as he smiles at me that’s life baby girl, don’t you get it, see, deep down inside you appreciate me, I make some of your days amazing, I dredge you into exhaustion and encourage you to refrain from success, and wallow in this stress, but it’s me that gets up and my weight presses you on, ungrateful whiner God sent me to make you strong, what could I say, what in reality was there to do, I slapped his little monkey ass, and said bring it on boo
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How Coregasms are ruining my life………….well sort of

So there is nothing like a good workout to me.  It clears your mind, increases endorphin release so you’re naturally happier, and it improves your overall health.  Working out has always been a steady joy in my life, with lifting being my favorite form of exercise. I even lifted throughout my pregnancy stopping just 3 weeks before I delivered, but only because I wanted to sleep more than I wanted to lift.

Since the birth of my son in 2017, getting back into a workout routine has been difficult to say the least. In the interest of condensing my budget I chose to workout from home, best decision ever. Now it isnt the convenience, or the frugality of it that makes it the best. Its the much needed privacy that I didn’t know I would need until IT happened.

What is it exactly? It was and is a coregasm. I know what your thinking wtf is a coregasm? A coregasm is in essence an orgasm that occurs during or for some after a workout or an exercise induced orgasm. The workout is generally core specific by doesn’t have to be. I of course have a history of back problems so maintaining my core strength is paramount. I had heard of women having orgasms while exercising before but I had never been the recipient of one until about a month ago.

I was doing the core portion of my workout, which had finally become a bit routine 3-4 days a week, when it snuck up on me. It started as a slight pressure with a mild tingle. Honestly I thought I had to urinate so I just wanted to finish my last few bicycle crunches. Before I knew it bam I was totally overcome by an intense muscle initiated orgasm. It was completely different than the typical orgasm brought on by clitoral stimulation. It was way more intense and also much more exhausting lol.

In the process of figuring out what exactly just happened I learned that only around 5% of women have experienced said climax. As wonderful as this might sound I was so unhappy. I’m sure you think I’m tripping because who wouldn’t want to cum and lose weight at the same time. Well, me! As I mentioned before I love lifting. One big reason I’ve been doing the work to get more core back in order is so I can get back in the gym. Well anyone who lifts knows how important your core is to every move. It is constantly engaged and without it your success is limited.

What’s the correlation? Fine point there is no way I can lift safely if I may or may not orgasm. Sure I know the signs now but I can’t control it. Not to mention 1. You can’t always rack a nice amount of weight fast and 2. I don’t always have someone to spot me. Not to mention the thought of having an orgasm in public in a room full of strangers does not sound enticing to me. I have no idea what even triggered these to occur, maybe it was all the kegels combined with my long-term sexual hiatus. All I know is right now I can’t get through a workout without one happening.

Now like any positive thinking person I had to find the upside. What other than the obvious soul snatching pleasure (yes its that good) could one gain from a coregasm? Increased stamina, its unexpected cardio, like a quick 30 second sprint for your life type moment. Naturally lower stress levels because let’s face it very few people are more stressed than a single parent. I’ll probably get to a six pack faster than I anticipated(or not but I can dream). Better rest if I workout before bed. Plus just the general idea that my body was so happy I’m working out it decided to reward me with an orgasm on the house!

The human female body is one amazing piece of work and I’ll never cease to be amazed by it. From growing humans, to feeding and nourishing them and more. I have gotten past my disappointment of not being able to lift anytime soon. I also regained my motivation to keep pushing towards my weight loss and fitness goals with a new goal in tow. I will learn how to control and ultimately stop my coregasms. For now I’m learning to #justbe in this phase of my process. Until then I’ll be working out from home afterglow and all.