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Let’s see if you can squat your way out of this one (part 2): Sunday

The reason why this series of posts are entitled “Let’s see if you can squat your way out of this one” is because on Sunday the greatest thing happened.

I got my mom to let me show her how to lift.

We went to her local community center and into the weight room, which was well stocked for how shabby it looked on the outside. I got some recommendations from H on what to show her and, of course, he responded with the typical ex-/fit”Do ss faggot”, which is a prominent meme on the ‘chan.

However, more true advice was never said. Keep in mind, I’m not a personal trainer by any means. I’ve really only started lifting again, this time seriously, since January and off-and-on for about a year. H was right though whenever he said helping someone else with their lifts helps your own form.

My mom has great form and understands the principles of breathing already (which was and is half the battle with me). Some things I would say to her she would respond to with “Oh, well, I figured that out.” She really is a natural with this.

My mom keeps on wanting to lose that stubborn extra five pounds that she’s gained since dating C and I don’t think she understands that just being a cardiobunny is going to make her drop that weight.

Maybe if she just lifted heavy once a week? Once a week, with weights going up. My thing is, as I was saying to H last night, lifting seriously doesn’t seem like something you can be too casual with. Or maybe you can, but I just haven’t discovered how yet.

But, just for form purposes, this is what I had mom do (all with bar weight):

3×5 squats

3×5 ohp

1×5 dead lift

3×5 bench

1×5 row

Anyone have any suggestions for motivating her to trying it more consistently? H said mentioning weight would and should be motivation enough but it really never is. I know my own mother. She’s a hard worker but it takes her getting her to want it first.

So besides doing demo lifts on this day, I still needed to catch up on my vanity day (abs…always abs) which consisted of 5×20 crunch and leg extensions. Mum and I then went to play basketball for awhile. After that, we traveled to Whole Foods and got brunch, went to Barnes and Noble, then she took me back to my town.

We also “Sherlock”ed that night, which was wonderful. H really liked it and I cannot wait for next week’s episode.

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Let’s see if you can squat your way out of this one (part 1): Saturday

Dear me, don’t you hate it in when real life gets in the way of blogging?

I went over to my mom’s house to have fun after my crazy 7 hour-no-break-shift at CFA. We (H and I)  have discussed before why people just lose themselves over the food at CFA because I honestly would only eat it if it is my free post-shift meal.

I think the combination of service, speed of service, and our employees probably make up a lot of it. But our entrees are not cheap and it kills me knowing people spend equal amounts of money on this “quick service” food as they do a nice sit down, traditional meal, even if its Chili’s.

Oh, also, I don’t even need to check to see that we got a blackout bingo wise on Saturday. Trays level with the storage cabinet? Yup. Line out the door? Totally.

Seeing ex-boyfriend?

That wasn’t on there but obviously happened.

L ordered a spicy chicken sandwich with a ranch and BBQ sauce, as usual. He avoided me for awhile until he realized I was the next free associate to take orders and that he was only punishing himself if he didn’t get food just because I was taking orders.

At the end of my shift, mom came to get me and we drove to my old hometown so she could get her hair cut. I ended up taking a nap in my old room. That is one thing I love about my dad’s house–my bed.

My bed there is the best bed in the world. Likewise with the pillows. I have been tempted to take my pillows from home up to the house I currently live in but I realized that having good pillows there was actually motivating me to visit more.

I’ve actually been sleeping properly, which hasn’t happened in a long time. Sleeping at 11:00 and waking up feeling refreshed at not 5 A.M.

Sleeping at my mom’s house, in the cool airconditioning after a miserable 95+ degree day really makes you feel alright.

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