Entry 73 : Fitness Friday – Ease up on the Axe Spray… Please and Thank You

People sweat at the gym, even stink. It’s bound to happen when you have a good, hard work-out, and sweat beads are rolling down your forehead and soaking up your dri-fit shirt.

But you know what doesn’t help? Overdoing it with the Axe-Spray/Cologne/Perfume.

The other day, I was at the gym, getting done with a set when this guy who overdid it with his spray, walks by me to grab some dumbbells. Now, I don’t have a very good sense of smell, but with one inhale, I took in some Axe-saturated oxygen and turned away, almost afraid I was going to get light-headed and pass out with a few more breathes.

Gents… Ladies… less is more when it comes to the scents. I feel like it’s something you learn in middle school when you’re going through puberty. Your body goes through things, you break out like nobody’s business, and you frantically put random stuff on to hide your adolescent ignorance, until someone… your mom, a girlfriend… says something somewhat along the lines of… Can you not like… put so much on? I can’t breathe.

I get it, being stinky is embarrassing even when you’re at the gym where having a bad odor is half expected. But in my opinion, when you’re in an enclosed area where everyone’s body heat is up, where sometimes it gets muggy if there’s no proper ventilation, and everyone’s gasping for air…. over infusing your body and clothes with sprays is not the answer. It just makes it worse.

I do have some suggestions to try out before thinking about over-spraying yourself to go to the gym:

  1. Find some quality deodorant. I just switched up my deodorant to this Degree Ultra one, and I don’t know why I didn’t do so a while ago. I used to use Secret, the kind that markets itself to make you seem like you’ll smell like flowers or Paris, but when working out, for me it’s ineffective.
  2. Wash you’re clothes correctly, especially workout clothes …and especially dri-fit stuff. Don’t leave them in the washer to mold because mold = gross stink, even if you use 4 dryer sheets in the dryer to hide the smell
  3. Actually take a good shower. Daily. Use some soap, scrub, and exfoliate your skin.

Maybe your sweat is a medical thing? I’m not a doctor so I don’t know if that happens, but if that’s the case, but maybe ask the next time you see one?

But first and foremost, ease up on the Axe spray… Please and Thank you.

Workout thing of the week. Jump Rope

I saw this video of Floyd Mayweather, jump roping :

I mean, I thought I was good at jump roping, but this a whole different level.

In a previous post, I wrote about switching up cardio once in a while so that you’re body doesn’t become efficient in losing calories in that one cardio exercising, but lately, when I do jump rope as my cardio, I’ve been trying to tap into my inner Mayweather.

Usually my jump rope cardio session includes 3 sets of the following:

50 Single Unders


50 Side to Side, Two Legs


50 Side to Side One Leg


50 Side to Side, The other Leg


50 Boxer Skips


20-25 Double Unders


Boom. Cardio, done.

I can never really complete 20 double unders in 1 try. I usually mess up by the 10th one, but a few things I’d like to critique about my form that I saw only after I recorded this…my jump when doing this should be the same height as single unders, or a little higher. I should also be aiming to land in the same spot and on my toes, not sporadically all over the place. I find them hard to do, but that’s why I like to record myself doing certain exercises – so I’m not training myself to do an exercise wrong.

Anyways, I hope you all have a great weekend and all that jazz…

Until next time…

Entry 73 : Fitness Friday – Ease up on the Axe Spray… Please and Thank You

Entry 35 : Case of the Ex. 2

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about insta-stalking an ex-boyfriend, and how I wished I could look at that time of my life, without feeling animosity.

Well, funny story – I ended up having this dream a few weeks ago that the ex-boyfriend was trying to get back together with me; he was remorseful over all the hurt and suffering he had caused me, and blah blah blah.

In my dream, I felt conflicted; I was getting what I thought I wanted (him groveling back to me), but it wasn’t at all satisfying. Like, I was happy and didn’t want to give up my life with my husband, who in my dream was played by my real husband. lol. Have you ever had those dreams where somebody is supposed to be someone to you… like a spouse, or a best friend, but it’s role played by someone else who is not that person in real life?

Anyways, even though I felt really confused in my dream, I woke up happy. If dreams are supposed to be a pathway into the psyche, what I think my psyche was telling me to get over it. I have to admit a small part of me wished that at some point in life, he would realize that he had fucked up on the best thing he had ever had and would pine away eating ice cream and getting fat, but to be honest – the dream made me realize that none of that even matters anymore. While getting my heart broken was not fun, I should look at it as a blessing, one that opened a pathway to a better me, an awesome life, and a studly spouse.

So there, no more holding grudges for something in the past.

Until next time…

Entry 35 : Case of the Ex. 2

Entry 32: Case of the EX

I’m instagram buddies with an ex-boyfriend who had broken my heart when I was 22. I suppose it’s to prove that I have no ill-will towards him, but whenever I see a picture he had taken posted on my feed, I still feel a hint of the pasts’ bitterness gurgling at the pit of my stomach.

What a fuckin idiot. 

Our breakup (while putting me through 9 months of post-breakup ugly crying and questioning my own self-worth) actually led me to a more blessed life, but as much as I try – that bitterness still lingers.

The thing is, I don’t want it to be there. I want to be able to think of that time of my life – the love, the heartache, the depression – and be okay with it, to acknowledge it without negativity, because life did turn out great despite not knowing how I would be able to go on.

Taylor Swift is known for writing songs about past relationships. It’s probably very therapeutic for her, but it makes me think that the reason for my animosity is because it’s all pent up… in the crevice of my heart somewhere. I guess I should try letting it out more?

Anyways, until next time….


Entry 32: Case of the EX

Entry 22 : “We Ain’t Never Getting Older”

Every time I listen to that Chainsmokers song We Ain’t Never Getting Older , I cannot but help but think – These guys are going to be sorely disappointed, because they’re going to get old and have to Adult and figure out how to get their shit together.

I don’t even know if that’s what that song is about, but those are my thoughts.

You’re probably thinking, Uhm…I think you’re bitter because these artists are younger than you and have a one-hit wonder, and you’re only on entry 22 on a blog no one really reads and don’t really have a job right now so…



Entry 22 : “We Ain’t Never Getting Older”