Archives for June 2011

A coincidence?

You think it’s a coincidence that Georgie dumped Elisabetta mere moments after I posted that I was single on my blog? Pshaw.

Did you know he’s from Kentucky too? It’s a bond we share… one of many. Sorry ladies. ; )
George, we can public now.
*bad joke? whatever. i deal with sad situations with humor. don’t judge.

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A hard post…

the last time i saw him, we packed up my things
and he smiled like the first time he told me his name
and with cried with each other
we split the blame for the parts that we couldn’t change
pictures, dishes and socks
it’s our whole life down to one box
there he was waving goodbye on the front porch alone
but i was already gone
i won’t go into any details, but my marriage to Conrad is over. he moved back to CA a couple weeks ago and i’m in the process of moving myself and Tango in with a girlfriend… so things are a little hard at the moment. my relationship with him was a wonderful time in my life and i’ll forever be grateful to have spent that time with him. i love him. i will miss him and his family (more than they know). but we will both be ok.
trying to figure out whether to post about this was difficult. it’s nobody’s business but ours, but i figure I may be discussing moving, my future roommate, and life after divorce, so this might clear things up a bit… and perhaps offer guidance to anybody that might be going through the same thing. if any of you feel like you want to chat with somebody, i’m here.
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lyrics: Already Gone, by sugarland
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You know you’re a dancer when…

even while doing the most random things, (e.g. putting together Ikea furniture) you’re stretching.
Exhibit A:
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And any time your foot leaves the ground, it’s pointed.
(or plantar flexed for my fitness buds)

Exhibit B:

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I always get called out for stuff like this, but I never realize I’m doing until I’m busted. : )
photo by Tamara B!



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Guest Post: Run With Me!

Sooo pumped to have the gorgeous Ashley K from Run With Me here today! Follow her. She’s fab.

Hi Friends! So happy to be here today…..although I have to say that guest posting for a fitness expert who also happen to be a spitting image of a smouldering Angelina Jolie (only prettier….not to mention much classier) is no small task!

When I started thinking about what I wanted to write about, I knew it had to be something to do with health….since Ami’s blog is, after all, centered on fitness. I started to think about health….and what it means to people across all ages.

To an 8 year old – health is solely related to a class all about brushing your teeth, applying deodorant and how to properly take a message for your mother

To a college age person,  health is a Flinstones vitamin and walking to class. 

To a 60 year old, health is getting to walk PAST the Depends aisle and not down it. 

To an 80 year old, health is becoming wise enough to secure your favorite doctor’s telephone number for speed dial. 

But what is health to the people our age? I think to most, myself included, it’s squeezing a workout in after work and before the bachelorette if we’re lucky. It’s buying fruits and veggies but pushing them aside for the TV dinner and break-and-bake cookies. 

I always save this blog for last because I know as soon as I read it, I’m going to feel guilty sitting on the couch instead of getting some cardio in!

So be inspired! Get up and get moving! Let “health” in your 20s and 30s and 40s be about balance and exercise and healthy eating. Here’s to our healthiest summer ever…..with a chocolate-covered cherry on top!

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Guest Post! Quill and Couture!

“And while the law of competition may be sometimes hard for the individual, it is best for the race, because it ensures the survival of the fittest in every department.” – Andrew Carnegie

I like to compete.  I compete in every single aspect of my life, which is great in terms of holding myself to a high standard, but also borderline neurotic…  As evidenced in my afternoon workout.  I set out for my lunchtime workout realizing I forgot my tunes.  No biggie, I like listening to nature now and then.  But when I realized I did not have my stop watch, my entire workout plan went out the window and I felt a bit of panic come over me.

Where are you my love?

Maybe not so much panic as annoyance, but I was most definitely flustered.  The thing is, I am very much attached to the timing of my workouts.  I like to know exactly how long it takes me to run 3 miles, and I want to beat my time from yesterday.  If I am running hills, I literally time each sprint and hope to beat the previous sprint or at least hit the same time every time.  I even play with my stride, shorter versus longer strides to see which is faster (normally it’s shorter but I always give the longer a shot).

Super not having it…

So as I took off running aimlessly with no route in mind.  I settled on running about a mile to a hill that I knew of where I could complete 10 hill sprints  and then run back.  To my delight the hills flew by!  I wasn’t timing every single sprint, and I simply felt fast.  It was like I was reconnecting with the road and my stride, not worrying about how fast I was getting somewhere because it simply felt good to be moving.  It was this in this moment that I stopped, looked and the sunlight and remembered how lucky I am to be able to run everyday whenever I want, wherever I want.  Sure the gadgets are nice, but sometimes it’s a good idea to disconnect with all your toys, and reconnect with the world’s origin playground, the ground.

Peanut Buttah reward!!

Shockingly, I am also motivated by treats.  So after my workout I rewarded myself with a big spoonful of organic peanut butter.  Delicious dose of protein that does a body and my heart good!  It really is the little things in life, go enjoy them.  xo

OMG I love her… go visit her blog! Now. Quill and Couture

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Dilemma.

This photo has nothing to do with this post. I just think it’s AWESOME.
I have a dilemma: I have this weekend OFF. As in no work, no travel, no events, O.F.F.
Here are the things happening this weekend that I want* to do:
1. Brother and friends going to lake to break in the new boat.
2. Other friends going to a different lake for 3-day houseboat trip/par-tay.
3. Dad’s pool is open and ready for me to lay in it.
4. Gay Pride weekend here in the ville. I love Pride weekends. Anywhere.
5. My friend, Ben Sollee, performing at the local amphitheater.
6. San Diego is just sitting there, waiting for me to use my free plane ticket to visit it.
On one hand, I should probably lay the F down and not move. On the other hand I want to see all the friends/family I’ve been missing lately because I’ve been gone every weekend since the middle of May. What’s a girl to do?!
*I should let you know that I’m like a 5 year old when it comes to wanting to do everything. You remember when you were playing outside with all your friends and you had to come in for dinner?! And how excruciating it was to eat fast because everybody else was outside playing and you were going to miss something?! Well for me it was. That’s how I feel if I miss out on something. Still. It’s sad.
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Stealing a kiss…


or not, because my dog clearly didn’t want one at that second. Note the lean away. Dangit. It’s a good thing Tango’s so cute… or I might have been offended. : )

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Somebody call Wilhemina!

Or Ford! Or Tyra! These photos need to go in a portfolio. ASAP.

Because everybody loves the windblown look…
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And sultry sedcutive posing…
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Fitness? Pshaw. I’ve found my new calling…
1. Wine tasting in Napa Saturday. 2. Zip lining last Thursday.
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San Fran Travel

I was in San Fran last weekend (shocker) to teach a TRX course and found out (thanks to Facebook) that my friend, colleague, and old roomie Sara was there too! Her and her BF were road-tripping up from San Diego. I had a free day so we went to Napa and Sonoma. Yessssss.

First stop: Sparkling wine tasting at Domaine Carneros

I kinda felt like Ms. McKay from An Affair to Remember with my Pink Champagne!

We also went to a couple other places, had a fab lunch and then went over to Sonoma to visit one of the first wineries there and have dinner at The Fig and The Girl. Or was it called The Girl and The Fig? Anywho. It rained like crazy in the morning, but cleared up just in time for the drive back to SF. Gorgeous views that my horrible camera skills don’t do justice…


P.S. If you’re looking for the best nutrionist in the world… Sara has her own online consulting business. She’s the bomb.com when it comes to food and can help you no matter where you are in the world… just sayin’.
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Thumbs Up, Rock and Roll!

If you happen to be feeling down today… or discouraged… or sad… please watch this video. This is the cutest kid: he just learned to ride a bike. Thanks to my friend, Doug Li for posting this on Facebook. I watched it about 8 times in a row. : ) Happy Friday to all!

I’m off to San Francisco again. Have a great weekend!
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