The Weeping Willow

One of the most beautiful trees of God’s creation that I have ever seen is The Weeping Willow. It looks so serene, peaceful and wise but it also has a haunting glow of sorrow. It reminds me of many elderly women that I cared for when I worked in nursing homes years ago. They were women of great sacrifice. They have been through The Great Depression, The Civil Rights Movement and sent their husbands, brothers and sons to serve several deployments of war.

There they were, staying strong alone on the home front. Their discipline was tough but their comfort was gentle. They cooked meals every night and only allowed an hour of television. They stretched every penny, irons many creases, scrubbed many floors and sewed many seams. They have been to many weddings and sadly even more funerals.

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Don’t Invest in Things You Don’t Understand

Don’t put money in any investment product you can’t explain to a seventh grader!  Never put money in anything you don’t understand!”

Dave Ramsey practically screams this advice on the new version of the Financial Peace University lesson on investing.  There is no uncertainty in his words or his voice.  Critics of Dave Ramsey, and even quite a few of his fans over at My Total Money Makeover message boards, say Dave’s investing advice is either “too simplistic” or just wrong.

To people who are much more investment savvy, Dave’s investing advice probably does sound wrong or oversimplified.  But for folks like me, who just don’t have much learning or background in investing, that is a start, as long as we follow his basic advice quoted above.  Perhaps Dave Ramsey’s critics would be mollified by the next quote:

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Balancing your Workout without Weights; Cardio, Stretching and Lifting

A workout without weights is a rather broad definition. It can range anywhere from sprints to push ups or yoga to burpees. Today we’d like to share the value of using balance in your weight free workouts in order to achieve your ultimate physique.

We’ve found that doing only one type of exercise leads to injury and limited capabilities in one or more areas of a person’s life. Being extremely muscular yet unable to run or even walk correctly is hazard, the same as being overly skinny and incapable of lifting a load over one’s own head. The people who look and appear the most fit are generally well balanced individuals strong enough to run, lift and bend to survive any challenge that is thrown at them. This is what we aim to achieve with a weight free workout. Continue reading

An Introduction to a Workout without Weights

The word workout has many different meanings to different people. Lifting dumbbells, going for a run or even just getting off the coach can all be considered strenuous activity depending on the individual. Here on this site we are dedicated to bringing you the most relevant and top notch information and products related to a workout without weights.

A weight free workout is what we consider the epitome of real training. The ability to perform at your peak and work with your body to reach your ultimate potential is what we are striving for. Many people discover a workout without weights a great alternative to monotonous and repetitive isolated exercises and in turn develop fit and balanced bodies. We want to bring you the very best in order to help you generate momentum in your life and conquer your fitness goals.

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Next Time You Start to Hate on Yourself Based on Someone Else’s Success…

Remember we all have our own dragons to slay.  What you see online is just a small peek into the big picture.  We are all fighting some sort of battle, every day is NOT a good day, we are all human beings.  I am 100% guilty of only posting the good on Facebook – do you really think 500 of my closest friends and family members need to know that I am 5’7, weigh 135 pounds, and because of my upbringing I see myself as fat?  Or that I will probably always feel that way no matter how much weight I lose or how strong and lean I get?

How about the fact that I own a successful and thriving business, but I dress like a hobo because I am too insecure about my body to wear anything other than yoga pants and t-shirts.

I know I can run for miles and miles pretty darn fast for a newbie, I can lift a boatload of weights, I have the mental fortitude to get through any physical challenge that anyone can throw at me – but I hold on to so much guilt from things I’ve done in my past that I can’t even go home and visit my family without needing a week of mental recovery.

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Slow Down Without Stopping

Something about these long, warm June days makes me want to slow down, slow everything down. My motivation  melts like an ice cream cone in a child’s hand on a bench, in a park, in the ripples of sun that cast themselves down on us through the screen of shimmering, green leaves.

I come to my computer: to write, to work, to pay bills–activities that I allow my mind to label “chores,” activities that I approach with more anxiety the longer I procrastinate on them.

You see, as the days lengthen, with light stretching itself long into evening, far past 9:00, I feel that time itself is lengthening, stretching its legs, slowing, pausing.

I am swimming in memories of the summers of my youth, when it seemed the days lasted forever, and the beginning of the next school year felt a lifetime away. I spent those long, hot days among stacks of library books, hungry for words, turning pages quickly, eager for the other-world escape a child finds so easily between the pages of a book.

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One Day at a Time

At 8.30 am I woke to the sound of my alarm clock. I was due on placement at 10 am but on Wednesday I almost passed out because the office has no air conditioning. Today it’s even warmer than Wednesday so there was no way that I was going to sit in an office a green house and sweat my life away… not for anybody. But I didn’t go back to bed, no. I got up and pottered around the house for a bit. I replied to endless amounts of e-mails, and went through my reader at a fairly slow pace. Then I decided to check my bank balance. What a way to depress you into oblivion.

I have $45 to last me until Monday. I have petrol to buy, and my phone bill to pay. This leaves me with $3 for the whole weekend. Go me? I resigned myself to the fact that I’d just spend the time doing cheap things i.e. gardening, reading, and crawling under the covers. But wait. Then I opened my little budget spreadsheet, and felt even more depressed. Now I’m not a spoiled child, I’m really not. I’m an only child, there’s a difference although some people can’t distinguish between the two. My parents give me an allowance – it’s not a huge amount, I can’t buy a car every fortnight, but I can get by. They buy me my food and let me live here rent free, and my allowance pays for other essentials e.g. phone bill, petrol, birthday presents etc. I do not take the piss. I don’t ask for more money, I budget so I don’t run out.

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Slaying YOUR Dragons

I am going to make this as plain and clear as possible… Stop comparing your own unique situation to those around you.

I am saddened by how the students blogging community has dramatically changed since I first started writing years ago, and I am just as guilty as the next guy about falling into the “comparison trap.”  Back in the day we all had our eyes on our own prizes, we all just wanted a little piece of the internet to document our personal journeys, we could get all set to take the GED test, professing our love for whatever physical activity it was that moved us.  I wrote with passion, I didn’t care who read it, I made some awesome friends along the way, and I had no problem with my 10 hits a day.  I was blogging for the sheer joy of having a place to talk about myself all the time.

Then the students blogging industry started booming.  Everyone wanted to be strong, smart, smarter and more successful.  Everyone was fighting for spots in the next ambassador program, wanted to sling giveaways for the newest hottest products and gear, somewhere along the line, a lot of us lost our unique voices.  I know I did. I even stop helping them with GED tests because I everything changed and I didn’t have time to around new stuff. I am so angry on myself for that.

I get it. You work hard to keep a solid training routine.  You strive to be the best at what you do.  But no matter what, there’s always someone out there who is faster, stronger, fitter, getting all these great sponsorship’s and millions of hits on their blog, and you wonder… WHAT AM I DOING WRONG?  Why do THEY deserve it more than I do?

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Horribly Uncomfortable

Since the birth of my fitness loving alter ego “Pe Tank Ass” – being physically active without limits has been something I’ve strived for.

Though I have a pretty sweet home gym set up going on in my basement, housing stacks of plates, barbells, racks, benches, and the like, last year I kind of went bat crap for running, and in turn, I am now 3 months out of my first ultramarathon.

Not just run in a straight line ultramarathon either. Big ass mountains and stuff.

Finishing this 50k in under 8 hours is supposedly a rockin’ time.

So, I qualified for this in October and committed the week after.

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Like Falling Off A (B)log

Well, now. When I accepted the invitation to guest blog here at Crazy Like a Fox, I thought it would be easy to come up with a non-political topic (Fox didn’t forbid me to discuss politics, but I said in advance that I’d do something different and she thought that was a good idea). Now, after a long period of staring at the keyboard, I have to confess …

I got nothing’.

Well, almost nothing’. I’ve got a little something’ that’s not quite political and that doesn’t amount to much and which will probably seem trivial and trite when I trot it out (say that three times, real fast). But it’s something’, anyway. So I’ll go with it:

I’ve got it easy.

Political bloggers have their material brought up by room service every weekday morning. All we have to do is click on Google News or go over to Technorati to see what the top searches are, and we’re set. A good political blogger can just pick a random news story and use it as a launch platform to tell the rest of you (those who don’t nod off) why we are right, why “they” are wrong and why you are stupid if you don’t agree.

It’s like falling off a log, really.

The rest of you have to work at it.

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