Well, I broke out the blender today and went to town.
I had a vanilla banana smoothie with whey isolate and peaches.
I put four or five ice cubes in it and 1 cup of milk.
It was okay...I think I need less milk and maybe some strawberries.
I split it with my eight year old.
She liked it well enough.
I went to the gym and did sixty minutes on christian.
I've been alternating between Arnold and Christian for a while now.
I do Arnold for a heavy burn and christian if I want to work on speed.
On the third day, I do a lighter cardio workout so...christian for a half hour then forty five minutes on the dreadmill.
I replaced the batteries in my armband radio and was rewarded with a long string of upbeat music...very cool.
ended my workout with empire state of mind with Alicia keys.
I love music...always have.
I like classical, pop, rock, folk, country, rap, alternative, R&B and the occasional heavy metal song...as long as it is done well.
As long as it expresses something real.
current song I loathe is fireflies by owl something or other.
Its a nonsense song that doesn't even have the decency to be quirky enough to be cute.
It's just annoying.
Current song I love but find a little disturbing...
Russian Roulette by Rihanna.
It give me goosebumps, but I feel it sends a bad message to the youth. I say that tongue in cheek on the one hand and concerned mother on the other hand...
I sometimes feel bi polar.
Current song I simply love and will be around forever.
empire state of mind
alicia keys and Jay z.
I love art, all kinds. I feel people have the right and need to express themselves creatively...then I hear one of them spout bs and my midwestern redneck kicks in and I feel my bullsh*t meter peg.
that's why I can enjoy a movie like magnolia (one of my all time favorites...if you haven't seen it then see it, if only for the scene at the end...'sometimes these things happen'), and then be physically unable to sit through an oscar telecast while pretentious numbnuts blather on about war and peace when not a d*mn one of them has seen the working end of an m-16. Yet still admire their dresses and coif, and idealism.
I love Tupac Shakur. His music was incredible.
Too bad he was such a thuggish *ss.
I love Bruce Springsteen...love, love, love his music....
His political leanings leave me cold. I hear people say all the time...I can't buy his music...
I can't not buy his music.
I think he is a musical genius.
I have learned to separate my love of art from the artists propensity to be completely crack brained.
Because if I selected my art based on someones personal belief systems...
I would have Thomas Kincaid art all over my house...
and then I would be forced to self immolation or to an unwanted, but suddenly necessary move.
My favorite artist is Andrew wyeth...whom everyone knows from Christina's world...I like his Young America painting the best (see picture at top). I also like his self portrait. His work always looks very straightforward, but there is usually something a little darker underneath that keeps me looking.
That is what good art is. It allows you to view the scene, the story, the music through your unique prism.
I have absolutely no way to tie this into weight loss unless I say something goofy like...
"I am making my body a living sculpture (*blech)
Create a masterpiece, exercise *retch.
I am done now.
Your pretentious, artsy-fartsy, midwestern redneck.
Posted by Christine at 10:11 PM