A journey into my life: ranting, love, loss dreams and the search for the meaning of me.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
You know you've become a fitness whore when ...
At least 75% of your wardrobe consist of workout clothes ...
You look up caloric expenditure values for daily activities ...
You laugh & relate to others who look up caloric expenditures ...
Your entire day revolves around your fitness routine ...
You walk up those damn stairs & bite your tongue without bitching because damned - that pain feels good - you worked hard for that pain!
You can be seen stretching your tri's at your desk while on the phone ...
When you go to the bathroom you do standing pushups on the sink-counter before leaving ...
You admit you just did standing pushups on the sink-counter ...
You're proud to be a fitness whore ...
You keep your weight lifting gloves in the car so they're always available for the gym ...
You're almost ok with your husband shaving his legs (just not stubble!) ...
You get more excited about buying new running shoes than a new car ...
You must read all you can about fitness & conduct fitness & nutrition experiments on yourself ...
You begin to think of foods simply as "proteins", "carbs", "good fats", "bad fats", and have been known to call soda, coffee or similar "non-fuel" items "useless calories" ...
Your coworkers & friends say "Oh, Jacqui wont eat that" or "Jacqui, shut up & let me eat it in peace."
Your coworkers & friends eyes bug-out when you tell them what you did for your daily workout ...
Your coworkers & friends eyes bug-out when you tell them you had pizza & beer for dinner ...
You pay visits to the bathroom at 8 times during your work day ...
You've become strangely obsessed with your water consumption & grab your nalgene with a crazed look when someone offers to fill it since they are getting a glass themselves ...
You then say - "Yeah, you can fill mine" and consume all the remaining oz's in it whether that consist of 8 or 26 ...
Your friends are strangely used to this behavior and no longer consider it odd ...
You don't just "look" at people you analyze their muscle composition or lack there of ...
You feel most comfortable in yoga pants or any of your gym clothes ...
You have to force yourself to not wear a tank top to show off your body ...
You're ok with your small boobs because your muscles are way hotter ...
You get turned on that your husband is developing boobs (pecs) too ...
You find it hard to not flex at least once a day ...
You want an injury to heal like yesterday so you can get back to your routine with no lost time on useless injuries. What's a little pain?
You go to a physical therapist to have him fix you & decide his sorry ass isn't doing good enough or giving fast enough results so you just live with the pain. Again, what's a little pain?
You've become obsessed with "feeling the burn" and must share with others the great exercises you do to "really feel the burn" - this is classic "Mr.Pttobegirl"
You women out there get odd looks from the men at the gym who are utterly perplexed as to how & why you look as if you actually know what you're doing ...
You women out there are giving tips to those men!
You women out there have become a presence at the gym & the men now ask you questions ...
You can't not talk to a newcomer if they are doing tricep pushdowns (or a similar exercise) with bad form ...
You wonder if chair-dancing to old "Rage Against the Machine" tunes burns a good amount calories ...
You use your Omron more than your scale ...
You've thrown your scale out the window at least once in your lifetime ...
You've been known to say "Scales can not be trusted" & mean it ...
You get a buzz off 1 beer because you only drink like once a week if that ...
You make a list called "You know you've become a fitness whore when ..."
You contemplate whether you can wear that Under Armour shirt with your dress pants to the office or not ...
You turn your husband into a male fitness whore ...
You've seen all the episodes of "Fit TV's Housecalls" & get pissed off that they don't air new ones ...
Your ears perk up when someone starts talking about working out & get pissed when they give bad advice. Do you intervene??
You've compared the gym to your home ...
People have said to you "Do you ever use the machines or do you like hate them or something?"
You reply "I use them as a last resort."
You women like your sportsbras more than your wonderbras even if they do make you look flat as a board!
You're reading this & nodding your head in complete agreement ...
You make a list like this & have to force yourself to stop because you could really spend all night adding to it ...
I'm often lost & always better at helping others find their way. I always listen to advice but most often wont take it. I analyze until I can't anymore & then I do it some more. You might think I'm quiet but I'm talking a mile a minute in my head & you're probably interrupting my conversation so shut up!