The past couple months, I had been working out with a trainer, as you may or may not know. For the second half of our time training together, he introduced me to TRX. TRX is training using these suspension cables, whereby you are able to give yourself an entire workout from head to toe using these cables. Normally, I don’t always get into these type of workout tools – you know the type you see on an infomercial. But TRX is actually incredible. I could actually see myself getting one of these and training with TRX on a regular basis.
A lot of the time, when you are working out a particular part of the body with the TRX exercises, you are also using other parts of your body as well, such as your core. This allows you to get a more efficient, full body workout in, in less time. You are also able to increase the level of difficulty with each exercise by making modifications to the exercise as you get better at it, or by increasing the number of reps or speed of a particular exercise. The other thing I like about TRX is that you can workout anywhere with it, provided you have something to suspend the cables from. That means you can take these cables and workout outside on a sunny day, and get a killer full body workout, while catching some rays (wearing SPF of course).
I’m starting to feel like the Wicked Witch of the west. Not because I’m a raging bitch (even though I can be most times), or because I’m green (which I can be at times…my roommate got the iPad, I totally turned green)but because I’m meltiiiiiiiiiiiing MEEEEEEEELTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING! Haha I have been dying to say that.
I know I have been promising pictures and full measurements for the last couple of weeks but haven’t gotten around to it. Every time we plan to do it, we always forget and then I go out or have a really bad couple of meals and get a little bloated. Speaking of bad meals, can I talk about what happens to me in sunny weather? I don’t know about you, but whenever the weather warms up and it’s sunny (which it has been) I find myself wanted to just get onto a patio, and the gayest fruitiest slushiest drink, and a big burger. I haven’t done it yet but I have a feeling it’s going to happen soon…rull soon.
OK, so I’ve got a waist update for you. I am happy to report that on March 2nd, I was a 38.5 inches around my waist. I am happy to report that right now I am down to 35. Now don’t forget these aren’t jean sizes. Jean sizes tend to be much smaller compared to actual inches. For example, on March 2nd, I was a size 36 jean, and now I can fit into 33. It’s very strange. Probably because it’s a big conspiracy to get people to eat more fast food and get bigger because 34 waist doesn’t sound bad but actual size of 36 does. But I digress.
Museum of Vancouver presents Fox, Fluevog & Friends: The story behind the shoes, May 14 to September 26, 2010 at 1100 Chestnut Street in Vanier Park. Opening Party on Thursday, May 13 at 7pm. Tickets available at www.museumofvancouver.ca.
Meet John Fluevog, Peter Fox and Ken Rice: friends, collaborators, trend-spotters, businessmen, and artists. MOV’s fashion retrospective explores the story behind their footwear companies, from their early days making the scene in 1970s Gastown to acclaim and powerful brand loyalty on an international scale.
“2010 marks the 40th Anniversary of John Fluevog Shoes and I’m thrilled and humbled that my work is being fêted in Vancouver, the city where it all began,” says John Fluevog of this feature exhibition.
So I went through two weeks of INTENSE training the last little while. Well, mainly 2 Mondays of intense training, why do you ask? Well I ended being out at the Odyssey on the past two Sundays until the wee hours of the morning. Two weeks ago we did a big show there, and the cast of Burn The Floor (including hunkorama Gary and two of the fiercest chicks I have ever met Karen and Ash) were there. So of course we ended up staying until the lights came on, then came back to my house to hang out. I was pretty much obliterated until 5 am. Then I had to get up for work in 4 hours, and then head to Bryan at Weights101 to do some training. Here’s the kicker, when I woke up, I think I was still a little drunk. I totally tasted the booze still even after dis-infecting my mouth with what felt like acid.
So I ended up having training at about noon-ish (which is the standard time), and it was incredibly hard, at first. Funny enough, even though there was nothing else I would’ve rather done just nothing that day, I felt like I had to prove something. Just because I went out the night before, and was up until the wee hours of the morning, doesn’t mean that that should be my excuse to not train. First of all, all that just burns off the booze, which even though I try to keep it in check, it really is hindering me a bit. But for me not to drink at all is completely unrealistic. It also just detox’s me completely with the oxygen bar post workout, and the detox sauna capsule (which, by the way I completely fell asleep in).
Today, five of the Homorazzi cast are embarking on another summer season of soccer with the Out For Kicks Soccer League here in Vancouver – beginning with our kick off BBQ at Second Beach in Stanley Park. Teams are announced while enjoying some good only BBQ food – for me, this will be the first BBQ of the year!
This year, Adam and I decided to be Team Captains. I’ve previously been on the board 3 out of the 6 seasons I’ve played in the league (Adam was also on the board with me for one of those), so this year we thought we’d do something different.
This past Thursday, we had our Team pickings with all the other captains. Adam has been in LA with Dono & Alex all week, so I was left to pick our teammates on my own. It was actually a fun experience, but a little nerve-racking. I picked the people I wanted to get first and also tried to get as many friends on our team as possible, out of the 160 people play this year. There are 8 teams of 20 in total.
This is certainly not music to my ears. Lisa Reimer, music teacher in Vancouver, B.C. was fired by a private Catholic School called Little Flower Academy, when the school found out that she was a lesbian whose partner had just given birth. She said that she was warned by the school principals not to speak of her partner or new baby, and to keep them off school grounds because otherwise “there would be a witch hunt”.
She had informed the school of her sexual orientation when she requested a maternity leave in December 2009, which she was denied. She was forced to work from home starting this past Monday, because parents complained. Her one-year contract ends in June, but she says was told to stay at home to mark papers and that her classes were cancelled.
WHOA! This is crazy and in our own backyard…and was it inevitable?
North Vancouver’s Bren Tynan, 54 years old, is accused of sexual assault, sexual interference and invitation to sexual touching with a 15 year old boy. And Grindr plays a big part because of the geo-tagging Iphone app’s ability to find who’s close to you. He was arrested in Vancouver by the sex crimes unit and will be in court today.
Grindr users are supposed to be 18 or over to use the application, which allows you to find other gay men in close proximity, with the intention of having sex (as you know). The loophole here is that Grindr users are 100% anonymous because you don’t have to register or provide any personal details when signing up. So, how would they be able to verify age or anything?
THIS is an opinion column.
You know what shouldn’t be? The cover story on the biggest and most widely distributed gay newspaper in Vancouver. The story is about gay spaces vs. mixed spaces on the club scene. And it really got my goat. And DEFINITELY not because I’m anti-mixed spaces, but I’ll get to that later. The whole thing became a rehashed issue when a new 28,000 square foot mixed club opened up in the city, which has served it’s purpose and been fantastic. I mean, I’ll give it to the publication in question for really trying to be uncharacteristically unbiased by throwing in a few quotes towards the beginning of the article about people being pro gay only spaces. But the whole thing, as does with most to nearly all of the writing in said newspaper just comes down to what the opinion of the “reporter” had at the time, and it seemed that reporter liked mixed spaces. What happened to the days where reporting showed both sides equally, helped inform the public to make their own decision on an issue without pushing them one way or the other?
Now, you can call ME biased, working in one of the only 100% gay clubs in Vancouver that wasn’t asked for an opinion of any kind or nearly given a mention, save to acknowledge an ex employee who has moved to the “mixed” club the whole article was written about, but this is pretty obvious why. By leaving us and a lot of figure heads out completely, they proved their point, but only through ommitance of the other side of the coin. That’s not reporting. The smartest thing in the entire article is the very last sentence…