– Food Challenge

over – and on to a new beginning

I had no idea, I have not written since May 21st. I wrote about our food challenge at the Crossfit box. It was over on Friday. Today is Sunday. I did it with intense discipline. I worked out hard.

We had teamed up, and got points for x-tra activates. We posted shout outs on social media for our Box. We got five extra points, if we beat our initial times, for a workout. I should have not worked so hard on the first one. What was I thinking? I shaved off about a minute and forty seconds. We ran 400 mts. – then did 12 hang cleans – 9 presses and six burpees over the bars jumps, 4x’s for time. OMG. It put me on the floor. Then it made me feel so good.

I lost 1.5 lbs and lost 2% body fat.

I guess I got lost in Crossfit for almost a month.

And that’s OK with me.

Run with the Big Dogs

1.)  Clean your diet out completely for 28 days!

-no sugar, dairy, processed food.

I’ve got a jump on this one. However, I was beginning to slip, with my passion, for chocolate covered almonds.

2.)  Workout with intention

Many of my workouts have been commandeered, by the voice in my head, that tells me, to just make sure I can finish. I go, but I know I can do more!

These are the beginning instructions for a 28 day-challenge, at the 32034 Crossfit Box.

We are divided into teams. Every time we do team work and people are relying on me, I work twice as hard.

Even though I’m 25 years older, than the average athlete, I don’t feel an ounce of discrimination.

I can do this!

I have people to crush! (Which translates to, I want to be as strong as I can, and do as well as I can, in next year’s opens.)


And in the meantime, I’m still editing a wedding, noodling on my guitar, interacting with my loved ones, seeing my chiropractor and getting massages.

I feel good – move along lil’ doggies, move along.

Erin

Erin Ridell Carter – My Coach

photo credit – Luke Carter

The Divorce is Final

January 16, 2007 – May 16, 2018

My road is a gyspy’s ribbon, no longer is  hell at one dark window.

I flee from the  birds who scavenge, flying low.

Betrayal, and wind in the pines, are no stranger to me. Continue reading “The Divorce is Final”

Wedding Photography

for friends

The wedding was under the oaks. Moss dripped from the long reaching arms of mother nature. Home grown honey sealed the depths, of their love.

Sunlight and laughter echoed in God’s selected chamber.

Standing on love; reaching, perched high, we could hear the harmony, of Melody.

A special moment in time.

 

 

 

 

What We Do

with the time given to us

My PirateThis is my favorite remnant, of the recent four day festival, here on the island. I worked it up on Pixelmatr in between walks downtown. This pirate, Slappy, is a colorful character and part of the band, that roam the streets here, every first week-end in May.

Amelia Island is at the most northern point, of the Florida coastline. Across the St. Mary’s River lies Georgia. The river provided a perfect haven for the looting, drinking, scavengers of the ocean. It’s deep water provided access and security. It was a perfect hideout; and overlooked, by most. Only adventurers, found their feet, on the hidden trails and underbrush of Fernandina Beach. Continue reading “What We Do”

OK!

Get er’ done.

wedding

I am an early, morning riser. At 4 A.M. I sat up and opened my mind to thoughts of cars. Cars that would be parked, in front of the beautiful oaks, that create an outdoor chapel, for my friends to be married in.

I am going to be the photographer.

The photo above is from, one of the best planned weddings, that I ever had the opportunity to shoot.

Often, at weddings, I think, “what were they thinking?” So many seemingly small, however, important details are overlooked. It’s as if the planner, either didn’t care or didn’t know better. Continue reading “OK!”