grrrlygirl Navel-gazing, one meal at a time.

I need to think of a good alias for the old school strongman, whose transformation from string bean to Adonis was the envy of every boy of a certain era. I think it was advertised in comic books? I will call him Strongman for now.

But I am not a boy. Also, some of the visualization doesn’t make sense for me. Envisioning a strong, powerful chest? Not quite what I seek. Strength sounds good. I will visualize having toned arms and actual upper body strength.

The exercises are not unlike today’s boot camp/body weight exercises. I’m modifying them to work for me. One of the first is a dip/pushup between two chairs. I will work up to that. For now, incline push-ups against a bench or the counter will do. I need to do tricep dips and I’ll have done my Strongman for the day.

I am going to undertake a very old-fashioned exercise regime: Charles Atlas! My journey begins tomorrow.

Just joined Planet Fitness (cheap and near my house, but I’m going to miss my old gym, which was close to my former workplace) and did their 30-minute circuit. In this summer heat, a gym membership (read: air conditioning) is essentially. Poor pup hasn’t gotten his walk yet today b/c it’s bloody hot out!

Lucky Layla plain drinkable yogurt. Why didn’t this awesome drinkable yogurt (as opposed to name-brand, sugar-saturated (or fake sugar-saturated), artificial ingredient-loaded “yogurt smoothies”) enter my life years ago?

Aaaaand a macaroni and cheese midnight snack. Boo.

1/2 the steak (grilled ribeye w/ ají amarillo/parsley/avocado oil wet rub), 1/2 the salad (hearts of palm, avocado, cherry tomatoes) on spinach, served with mashed cauliflower & SkinnyGirl red wine.

+ 2/3 of a small avocado