Nothing nice to say…

The influential people in my life always say, if you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything… soooooooooooo here are a few pics I found on the net recently… (also the reason I haven’t posted anything in ages)



Bitch, peas

Harder Stronger

Sad truth


Me... probably!

Me… probably!





The challenge

I watched an awesome movie a few months ago and I thought about it again today – White House Down. It was such a  good movie, It made me think that I would totally want to be an American if Jamie Foxx was president. But, lesbe-honest, Channing Tatum… somehow that is all that needs to be said. Channing Tatum is really coming into his own I think. He has such a wide array of genre’s from Step up and She’s the Man, to  Dear John and The Vow to G.I. Joe and then this awesome movie. He dances flippen well, plays soccer, is dang ass funny,  fights, loves. I wouldn’t be surprised if he wins an Oscar soon.

Channing Tatum


Now to the next thing… The Challenge. Phoenix and I had a moment yesterday after camping and we decided that the time has come that we challenge ourselves to commit 110% to this healthy thing. We sat in her car talking about what we should do and how and all that. Then we prayed and asked that God would help us, because WE (I) can do all things through Christ who strengthens US (me). Now I totally believe that Jesus wants to help us with something so personal, He is a personal God and Christianity is a relationship, not a religion. So we got some encouraging scriptures and pictures and all… So where to from here?? We prayed but as we all know, faith without works is dead, just like works without faith is dead. Our camping is going well, we feel the burn, we give it our all, but like I have been hearing WAY TOO OFTEN, being healthy and toning up is 80% what you eat and 20% exercise. The 80/20 diet…


You know it…

And that is exactly where our problem lies. Emotional connotations to eating is a very real thing. You feel sad, you eat, you feel happy, you eat, you lose a kg, you eat, you don’t lose any weight but pick up a kg or 3, you eat, PMS’ing?? Dang right you eat, you eat everything sweet and chocolaty in sight! So yes, comfort and celebratory eating is a real ass thing in our lives at the moment and personally I think, oh heck no, we only need food for sustenance, not for comfort. It’s a total mind thing, its discipline its having the willpower to say NO to the last éclair in the box, to order healthy food at a restaurant, to stand up against that voice in your head saying “Oh come on, just this once”

No... just NO!

No… just NO!

Romans 12:2 – Do not conform to the patterns of this world but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will. That word TRANSFORMED is the same word as repentance in the original Greek which is METANOIA and as you can probably guess, the English language got Metamorphosis from it. It basically means to change and turn 180ᵒ in the other direction and to stop doing what you had been doing before. Go read this post, I found it to be very informative and a much better explanation than what I gave J. Think about it… I would like to think that this verse can be used for our particular struggle which brings me to this verse Ephesians 6:10 – 17, what I want to point out is this part “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” BAM!!!


10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11 Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13 Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14 Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15 and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16 In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.

So the Challenge is that we will be giving it our all, getting Bootcamp Shirts made and everything. Our deadline is 30 May 2014!


Bootcamp vs. Crossfit (not a fair fight)

You all knew this was coming, if you know about bootcamp and crossfit then you were probably sitting there thinking “How long will it take for her to get to get to crossfit?” It does seem like the logical step after nearly 10 months of camping. BUT… Somehow I think there is a step missing, a step that will make the cross over from camping to crucifixion (CROSSfit) less like dying and more like slowly drowning in a sea of sweat. A step that feels and looks more natural… OR maybe that’s the whole point. Getting from horizontal running to bootcamp (with actual running) is already like stepping onto a 2m high box.

I personally feel that Bootcamp is Crossfit’s retarded cousin. You know the one at the family reunions that you try and avoid but you can’t cos she is so funny to watch! Don’t get me wrong I am not knocking bootcamp at all, I love bootcamp (everyone loves the retarded cousin, its family after all), I have muscles, I’m stronger… all in all camping is doing me a world of good, I am just saying that when compared to crossfit, bootcamp is less. But you know what they say, less is more. (I don’t think I can use that one here, less exercise is deffo more flab but not more muscle)

Exercise, Workout, Crossfit

I hate the jiggle

Where is all this coming from? You ask… Well, Tuesday we shared a studio with a new class of crossfitters. I gotta tell you, it was intimidating to say the least. Our humble 3 person (including instructor) group doing our squats and skipping, lunges and planks quietly in the corner, while a group of roughly 20 muscled beauts (men and women) do hand-stand-push-ups, some Spiderman looking pull ups, dead-lifts, walking on the hands NOT quietly.



It’s safe to say I stood with my back towards these machines of bone and muscle. To be honest (cos usually I’m a big fat liar) it was slightly motivational having them there. I mean come on, when you are doing little circles with a 5kg weight while some other woman is doing 60kg dead-lifts you are bound to be motivated to at least not stop circling till the time is up. If there were only females I would not have stood with my back towards them, I’d be getting my motivation and encouragement, but the guys that were there were all soooooo good looking and well-built that I felt slightly shy (NO WAY, SHY?!… I know right?) to face them.

So to some up, bootcamp is great, will always be great, but seeing the crossfit thing happening makes you feel like a retard, but also you feel like – That’ll be me soon, spidermonkey-ing up that crossbar like I’m being chased by a tiger.