I have never been too particular about where I drop a squat. I love to sweat. I love to feel the pain of a good work out. I get high. The kind of high that doesn’t need laws, cost much and has long lasting health benefits. It’s like sex and love making. Who doesn’t love that? I stopped working out for a better body a long time ago. I work out for survival. For life.
I don’t need much to attain this feeling. I need my body, a clear mind and a bad ass instructor. I prefer a class environment. I would rather starve than eat alone. I personally do not like to hang out in gyms. Rolling boogers and eating them is more entertaining. There are so many men that go to gyms trolling chicks. It’s disgusting. The same kind of losers that troll on Instagram and Face Book. Men that actually believe they can find love in a gym or on Social Media. BAHHHHAAAAHHAAAA!
There are so many women looking to share stories and find comradery. Sharing photo books, common complaints and tragedies YADA YADA! I don’t like this part of gyms. I have my lifelong friends and my real love life has nothing to do with gyms. Although, if you are fortunate enough to have a lover that you work out with, there is nothing more erotic! I think I would rather hear,” baby, will you train with me?’ than “baby, will you marry me?”
About a year and a half ago, I went into a tiny gym in South Miami. This gym transformed my body. I only went there for this, body transformation. I didn’t go to this gym to save my marriage or destroy it. I didn’t go there to make friends either. Don’t really give a hoot about being seen, on the contrary I would rather you don’t see me swing a club bell or smell me afterwards. This gym creates soldiers. I learned discipline and theory. I practiced under great teachers and am grateful. Always grateful.
Businesses and corporations change. Change begins in thought. Great instructors will always remain great instructors.
There is good in good-bye. The gratitude I feel personally to Newton’s Method is unwavering. You get what you give, I gave this gym my all and it gave back. Thank you!
The Miami Heat says good bye to my man Norris Cole. Nono and I go back. I never did get to train him. Why he would want lil me as a trainer is forever an enigma. I can Life Coach you long distance tho.
The Dragic brothers in Miami! Welcome. The Heat was so fun this weekend. I had a blast. Needed to HYDE for a bit. It is a HEAT NATION. I love going to the games as a guest. It’s a welcome change.
The illness of CB was of no secret to me, I have family on the inside. Sickness is a real problem, not like the ones we bring on ourselves. I wish Chris Bosch health and betterment quickly.
I played some b-ball myself this weekend. I did my Spider. Yeah buddy, I’m a fit chick and a baller. I took my main man to Sneaker Con and we showed up! The sneaker business is nothing to laugh about. You can always resell a great pair of kicks, right? I was impressed.
I never hung out with a billionaire until this weekend. I hoped it would rub off on me. I think it did. I’ll let you know. The SOBEWFF was present and alive in Miami Beach. I didn’t cheat on my diet. I am not surprised. I’m on a mission. The foods and the presentations were art work. I love food.
This week looks like a hurricane. I will be running through the Caribbean and past a finish line wearing REJUVEL again. I will have Verda in my bag to get me through the travel and preparations. I’m a sponsored athlete! I just love that shit.
Thank you for your donations to Gulliver. The Signature Event is going to be outrageous. I haven’t been to a black tie event in a while. I can’t wait to dress up and meet everyone. I still have time to include you and your businesses so if you would like to donate to children-call me.
Ok so wait, did you guys hear my podcast Woman to Woman! MMMHMMMM! Unreal! Thank you for reading my blogs and listening to my podcasts. It shows you care. I care back. And for those who don’t, I feel badly for you mostly.
The Oscar’s tonight- you can find me on a leather sofa in the SOHO BEACH HOUSE. I walk the red carpet. John Legend won the award because he knows how to value love! BAM! Love me some Legend!
and if you don’t know, the Oscar goes to,
magda