Sunday February 1, 2015 marks the celebration of Super Bowl XLIX (49) with the New England Patriots and the Seattle Seahawks battling (hopefully not a blowout) for the Lombardi Trophy. Why a national holiday you ask? Because we party like it is and we sho’ nuff eat and drink like it is. In the U.S., Super Bowl Sunday is the 2nd largest food and drink consumption day behind Thanksgiving. In fact Americans are expected to eat 11 million pounds of chips, 1.23 billion chicken wings to be chased by 325 million gallons of beer two the tune of 2400 calories per “meal” and that’s just during the game. What happens in my household? The same thing. Did you think I would give up the chance to go for broke on a national holiday?
I love the NFL AND I love food and libations so I’ll be enjoying it on Sunday and returning to normal consumption on Monday. I’m no killjoy either so if Super Bowl Sunday is pig out day for you, enjoy it. For those who don’t indulge but stay true to their dietary habits, God Bless ya!
How are you celebrating the Super Bowl? Better yet what are you eatin’ and drankin’? Let me know in the comments and feel free to send me photos of your super bowl spread on Google+ or Twitter on Sunday. They will be posted right here.
Until next time, see you at the gym, where I will be rolling in like a teletubby but with a smile on my face 🙂
This profile was actually completed at the end of last year, however as scheduling or lack thereof would have it, it’s being published now. We’re three weeks into the new year and I’m guessing that some of our eat better, exercise more, lose weight resolutions/intentions/goals may have fallen by the wayside. Here’s hoping that this young lady will help you get back on the wagon.
I met Sonya, or should I say Sonya pranced (yeah you should see her walk) into my life 5 years or so ago at a sorority party. She’s an all eyes and all ears on her type of woman, not that she demands it, folks her just drawn to HER. I was one of the moths drawn to her flame and she has been my GURRRLLLL ever since. She is a brainiac scientist, fashionista and the best friend an old broad could have, introducing my partner in crime and Soror Foxy Brown, er Ms. Sonya Strider in her own words.
Sonya Strider, originally from Norfolk, Virginia, living in Atlanta, GA. I’m 46 and am a Health Scientist at CDC
Tell us about your fitness routine?
I walk/run 4-6 miles at least 4 days a week. I also do soul line dancing 4-6 hours each week and bootcamp 5 times a week.
Do you follow a particular nutrition plan?
I try to put out more than I take in 🙂 I have at least one green smoothie per day and at least one salad.
How long have you been engaged in your fitness and nutrition plans?
Almost two years.
Do you have a success story/testimony relating to fitness, nutrition or your overall health?
Since beginning racing I’ve gone from a 20 minute mile to my current 13.5 minute mile and have completed 29 5K races and one 10k since November 2013. I kicked off 2015 with a 4-miler followed by a 12k. Since losing weight, I have been able to discontinue blood pressure medication and reduce the amount of insulin that I take daily.
What keeps you motivated to continue your healthy lifestyle?
The hopes of living a long healthy life, without diabetic complications. Of course being able to wear clothes that don’t end in “W” is a huge motivator too..:-)
Your motto or personal philosophy?
Each new day is another chance to get it right.
Whew, did you get all that? If that doesn’t motivate you Powered by Soul will keep trying. In the meantime, many thanks to Sonya for sharing her story and being an inspiration to hopefully get you (and me) back on the stick.
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I was pleased as punch to see you this weekend. Almost two weeks in and you are still dedicated to getting fit. That’s great and I hope you continue to keep up the good work and if you have any questions, I’d be happy to answer them per your request. One thing that I wish to ask you, and please don’t be offended as I am curious. Why is that you get on the gym floor with your earbuds/headphones and SING, RAP AND TALK ON THE PHONE at the top of your lungs?
I see you over there working those abs, good job but I HEARD you before I entered. Though you think you may sound like Luther, it comes across like scratching a chalkboard with fingernails. Though you think your flow is somewhat akin to that of Nas, you sound more like flock of geese wailing. This time and only this time will I offer you this unsolicited word of truth:
Ain’t nobody in this gym here for your loud a** non-singing, non-rhyming, telling everybody’s business on your phone conversation self. We are here to workout. You are too right? Of course you are, so focus on your set, and not your song. Your body and the entire gym will thank you for that.
An aspiring FIT Person and Fellow Member of the local gym
I’m not talking about the weather even though it was 9 degrees this morning. After a two week layoff I got back in the swing this week. Nothing too vigorous, except maybe the kettle bell stuff this morning but in just four I’m using a frozen bottle of
Sunday January 4, 2015 a day I won’t soon forget. This was the day that the Lord had made, I SHOULD have rejoiced and been glad in it but ummmm, well this is what happened.
I got up hit the mat for yoga practice with this, ate, showered and prepped for church. This Sunday was dreary and rainy so my attire needed to be appropriate for that and be comfortable as I’d be shooting some photos of service. I selected a variation of my go-to uniform, long sleeve tee, pencil skirt, boots and tights. Standing in the closet I take the skirt off the hanger and step into it, pull it up and WHAM, my butt got in the way of the zipper, I did a spin maneuver to zip it most of the way, when BAM I hit the final obstacle my gut. I sucked it in, spun that skirt around and asked can I move without the skirt RIDING HIGH and will wearing it be a distraction, remember I am moving during church? To answer I did some fancy pageant walking, checked my hind parts in the mirror and added a long sweater over the tee and a scarf, deemed myself presentable and headed out the door.
Once moving the skirt was fine, sitting wasn’t a problem either, truly the Lord was WITH ME as he KNEW my skirt struggle and how it almost derailed me. I enjoyed service, got my shots, talked to my buddies after church and flew home to remove the red sausage casing from my body and exhaled.
Ye olde broad’s new body was borne of changing hormones with a dose of grief but the main culprit was food, specifically obscene amounts of snacks chased with red wine and Guinness. Do I like this new body? Nah, but with age comes wisdom, instead of performing the self beat down, I just copped to it and am continuing with modifications that I’d already begun to make. I also know that I am not alone.
Some of you fine folks out there may have indulged a bit during the holidays, maybe you’ve been sidelined by an injury or illness, been crazy busy or have never felt a need or want to exercise or be mindful of your diet until now. It’s okay, as long as you’re upright and above ground you can make a change.
What’s your red sausage? Are you ready to let it go? Let me know in the comments.
Until next time see you on the road wear I’ll be wearing a red skirt, looking like a HUMAN instead of a sausage.