Health & Wellness by Lexa's Journal

My mission in life is to not merely survive, but to thrive: and do so with passion, compassion, humor, and style. – Maya Angelou

  • Happy Father’s Day!

    I got an unexpected motorcycle ride with my brother this morning.

    I arrived at B’Dazzles’s football camp and realized I forgot the strawberries & watermelon. To spend 3 1/2 hours in the heat doing football drills without a healthy snack is not an option.

    I’m Happy that I forgot the fruit because I got to ride with my brother on Father’s Day.

    Oh gosh, the wonderful and free feeling of the warm summer air hitting my skin. I loved every minute. #blessed!

    Enjoy the day!

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  • Marital Lesson #2

    I learned that no matter how “I preferred” he do things, hubby is entitled and will do things the way he chooses to.

    Being brutally honest with yourself about your good, your bad, and your ugly personality traits will promote inner growth and will help to foster healthier relationships. Umpteen years ago, I was unaware that I was cursed with the classic “Type A” personality.

    Rigidly organized, highly status-conscious, impatient, proactive, wanting other people to get to the point and obsessed with time management.  A classic  high achieving workaholic, multi-tasking nut who hated delays and ambivalence

    I always knew (felt)  that there was a “correct” and “more “efficient” way to do everything.  Sheets and towels “should” be folded neatly and stacked orderly in the linen closet. If they are folded the “right” way, more can fit in the closet.  Besides they look pretty like they door in the store when they’re folded my way “correctly.”

    This way of thinking carried into everything I did and I mean everything.  Crazy right!!  Poor hubby.  Since his momma didn’t show him the proper what to do everything, it was my responsibility to school him on life101

    Fortunately, I don’t recall ever telling him that his momma taught him wrong and mine taught me right.  I may have thought it, but don’t think I said it.  Nut case right!!  I know. Lol!

    Starting out I just went about correcting and showing him how to do everything.  Eventually that mess got old and the calm, reserved loving man of mine, would occasionally go off.   Lol!  Back then, the immature little fire cracker that I was, defended my ground and was ready to go a few rounds in the ring at the drop of a hat. OMG!  I was stupid!  For real.

    Most often though, hubby would just look at me with a blank expression.  What I didn’t know then was he thoughts…

    Girlfriend, I don’t wanna hear that ish!  Blah..blah… Shut up!  I’m gonna do what I wanna do, when I choose to do it, and how I wanna do it.  I don’t care what you say!

    After my “instructions” or ranting, he’d go about doing whatever, the way he decided was best.  At 21, that would trip me out and mess with my head.  My blood pressure should have been high back then.

    Oh and let’s not talk about time management.  That also would put me in a tizzy.  He was and still is all laid bad and chill about getting anywhere, except for a fire.  Weddings, funerals, parties, and just about anyplace we arrived late.  All the way to the function my bone head would be swaying with attitude.  Why?  Because we were late and the world was going to stop evolving.  Ha!!

    With all the uptightness, for sure I was headed to an early grave.

    I observed others outside our marriage handle things differently.  When I complained to my girlfriends, they told me that they didn’t “trip” over the small stuff because it wasn’t worth it and, a man is gonna do what he wants to do… period.

    I wasn’t his momma and had no right telling him what, when, and how to do anything. A few “Ah-Ha” moments snapped me to reality and eventually I leaned to cope.

    While many of the Type A personality characteristics are very much embedded in me, I’ve learned better coping skills and my perspective on life has greatly changed.

    I don’t think we can change personality, but I am convinced that being aware of attitude can lead to behavior modification.

    I saw the need to change.  Once that occurred, I began this slow process of responding differently.  It hasn’t been easy.  Occasionally, the impulse to “correct” hits me but my response is very different.

    I ask myself,

    Does it really matter how he washes the dishes, folds, the towels, or hangs his clothes in his closet?

    The answer is heck no!!  That’s dumb crap!  He’s a grown ass man.  Ladies! Weren’t born to control men; that’s ridiculous.  Some of it is learned behavior but, if willing, can be unlearned.

    Often couples argue over pointless stuff.

    What really matters is that the love, mutual respect, and commitment is present in every day, hour, and minute of the marriage.

    Have a fabulous day!

     

     

     

     

  • Friday’s WOD

    “Wittman”
    7 rounds
    15 kb swing 53/35
    15 power clean 95/65
    15 box jump 24/20

    Rest 5 min

    SWOD/buyout
    Work up to 3rm for front squat then take 50% of that number and do an unbroken amrap (as many reps as Possible)

    The first thing I do when I walk in the door is scan the white board for the days WOD.

    Hmm… Whittman. I haven’t done him before. Initial thought, not too bad.  Of course I didn’t see the

    7 rounds

    15 minutes into the WOD, a puddle of water forms under my bar bell. I realize this is going to be more challenging than I thought. But I felt strong, rested & up for the challenge.

    My primary focus was to complete the 105 box jumps without injuring my shins. I did that! Sweet!

    My power cleans improved with each round.  Encouragement & critique from the instructor made a world of difference. If you are not careful and get caught up in beating others or just completing the WOD, you risk sacrificing form. Having an instructor who pays attention to members helps to break bad habits, improve form, and prevent injuries. It makes for a better overall experience.

    I completed the rounds and felt great. Time: 24:27 (if I remember correctly).  What I didn’t see coming was AMRAP front squats as the buyout. Yikes!

    Before starting the front squats, we were told that 34 was the most reps done for the day. I thought that was amazing. After hearing who the beast was that did the 34 squats, I counted myself out.

    By squat number 20, I was the only one left doing reps. The instructor snapped at other members to cheer me on, and so they did.

    I got to 34 and some mumbled and pleaded,

    “one more!”  35!  Ugh!

    I hear a male’s voice near me saying,

    “You’ve got 40 in you!’

    A guy in front off me is giving me cues.  “Use your hips!”  “Look up!”

    They were right,

    I did 40 unbroken front squats!!!

    Their encouragement pumped me to keep going.  I am amazed and happy as ish!  LOL!

    34 front squats with 55 lbs.,  seemed impossible.  In actuality, the squats were more than possible.

    We, including myself, have to stop setting ridiculous limitations for ourselves.

    Decide to blow off that stupid little voice in your head that says, You can’t do that, and just go for it!

    By the way, if you’re new to CrossFit and wonder where the names of the WODS come from, they are named after our United States Heroes, who died serving our country. Click here to learn about U.S. Army Sergeant Jeremiah Wittman.   That you Sergeant Wittman for your service!

    Thanks for stopping by.  Make it a great day!

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    Last week we celebrated our 26th wedding anniversary. Considering how young we were when we married, it is an amazing milestone. A follower of this blog suggested I expand on the lessons learned.  So in addition to my regular posts, I will further elaborate on each lesson.

    The goal is not to exploit our personal experiences but instead to prevent others from making the same mistakes. Dr. Maya Angelo said it best, “When you get, give. When you learn, teach.”

    “I learned that speaking my raw opinion, without considering hubby’s feelings was inconsiderate and to think before I speak.”

    As a child I carefully observed the adults around me give tongue lashings (deserving or not) to one another. Only the children were expected to bite their tongue.

    Occasionally I tried to express my opinion but mom wasn’t having any of that nonsense. A quick backhand to the lips stifled further opinions from exiting my mouth. Adulthood and freedom of speech wouldn’t come soon enough.

    At 17, hubby and I hooked up. From the outside looking in, I appeared to be a thin, innocent and harmless girl, but cross me in smallest way and I exploded like a match to gasoline. Boom! 🔥

    We rarely argued, but I remember our first one well. I just didn’t know when to shut up. He was upset with me for offering the use of his new engine red Toyota 4 x 4 pick up.

    Instead of letting the conversation end as he did, I continued to push the envelope and pointlessly rant and rave about how I felt. The world revolved around me (so I thought) and that’s all that mattered.

    My rant and rave led to a physical altercation. No, he’s too much of a man to hit me. He slightly pushed me and I ridiculously went off. Swinging and punching, calling him and his family outrageous names and threatening bodily harm. Absolutely out of control and for no valid reason.

    His feelings were hurt and I was too self-absorbed to recognize that I hurt his feelings. Today we laugh about the incident and several others where my mouth escalated situations unnecessarily.

    Words can cut deeper than a knife. In some cases, they leave permanent scars. Apologizing doesn’t always take the pain away.

    My displaced anger and a lack of self-control was damaging.

    When you have something to say to your significant other, especially when you’re angry, stop. Breath. I mean really take a deep breath and slowly let it out of your mouth.

    Then ask yourself, if you really mean what you are about to say and how you would feel if your partner mouthed your words to you. You probably wouldn’t like it, so don’t go there. Sometimes it is best to say absolutely nothing that than to mouth words you’ll later regret.

    Sweet dreams!

  • This is a revised post from last year.  A follower suggested that I expand on each lesson, so throughout the month of June, I will elaborate.

    Twenty-six years ago, June 4, 1988, 3:10 p.m. I walked down the aisle of Second Baptist Church In Atlantic City, New Jersey to exchange wedding vows with hubby.

    Not one clue did I have about the amount of patience, love, sacrifice, commitment, and dedication needed to sustain 25 years of marriage and 30 years of friendship.

    The one thing I knew for sure was that I deeply loved him and wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. How that would occur was a mystery that I would later sort through.

    My father-in-law performed the ceremony, which made the day even more special. Although Reverend Cain died in 2003, the blessings he bestowed upon our marriage is still present today.

    We were young and naïve but very committed to respecting and loving the other. I the extrovert; a crazy out going and out spoken hot-head. The contrast was my laid back introverted husband who internalized and mulled over everything before speaking. Talk about a contrast! I have wondered, “How on earth did it work?” Maturity, time, prayer, maturity, time, and more prayer helped immensely. I learned to speak less; he learned to speak more. Somehow we found a solid balance.

    While I cannot speak for hubby, the past 25 years has been an enlightening journey for me. A personal journey that included bumps , bruises, detours, and exciting discoveries. Childhood relationships with my parents and between my mom and dad affected my relationship with my husband with great surprise. I saw glimpses of characteristics that I liked and that I disliked. The realization that I, and only I was empowered to make changes about myself that needed to be made was a relief. Cycles… some are meant to be broken. The fact is that we don’t have to repeat what has been done before us. Some family traditions should end.

    Sadly, I closely witnessed the shattering of too many marriages. I have never judged other marriages or thought that my marriage was better than another. I did, however, extract the lessons that I could from the failed marriages around me. So often spouses point the finger of blame, but don’t ask what did they bring to the table. In turn, my reality check is to stare in the mirror and ask, how am I doing? Do I need to make adjustments? Have I fallen off course?

    Sometimes there are issues that exist within me, which require me to adjust and make changes. Other times, the pulse of our marriage needs adjusting– I think of it (the pulse) as a heart rate– Neither too fast or too slow is not good. I strongly believe that at least one person in every relationship, should have their finger on the pulse of the relationship at all times. The pulse being, the pace and mode of the relationship. Is it steady? Is it regular? How’s the vibe? Is it positive? Do things feel out of sync? They are just questions that have worked for me.

    My point is that marriage is not easy. Point blank, it is hard work and by no means do I claim to be an expert. We’ve been blessed for 25 years and I hope and pray that we are blessed we a good 25 more years. While reflecting on the years, I came up with many lessons that I have personally learned. While this list could be longer, I dedicated one lesson for each year of our happy marriage.

    Lessons I learned from 26 years of marriage:

    1. I learned that speaking my raw opinion, without considering hubby’s feelings was inconsiderate and to think before I speak.
    2. I learned that no matter how “I preferred” he do things, hubby is entitled and will do things the way he chooses to.
    3. I learned that I can only change and improve myself and that’s what I ought to work on.
    4. I learned that when you marry your spouse, you also marry your in-laws.
    5. I learned that just because you create babies together, doesn’t mean you will share beliefs on how to raise them. Your ideas on child rearing will differ. Compromise.
    6. I learned that your spouse will do things behind your back and you will do things behind his back.
    7. I learned that, if you allow it, children can take the sex right out a marriage.
    8. I learned that one of the two will always appreciate romance more than the other.
    9. I learned that saying, “I told you so” is unnecessary.
    10. I learned that somebody ought to know how to cook a decent meal.
    11. I learned that you will like some of your spouses friends and you will despise some of your spouses friends. You opinion won’t change his relationship with his friends.
    12. I learned that married family and friends will divorce. Try to stay neutral. Your harsh words may return and bite you in the butt.
    13. I learned not to compare my marriage to another marriage. You don’t know what goes on behind closed doors and you cannot predict the future (of yours).
    14. I learned that solid marriages are built on friendships. Maintain a friendship with your spouse.
    15. I learned to establish and maintain my identity and independence.
    16. I learned to become educated, even if you wish to be a stay-at-home.
    17. I learned to expect the unexpected.
    18. I learned to plan for the future, but live everyday in the present.
    19. I learned why older couples like my parents slept in separate beds. Thankfully, we haven’t gotten to that point.
    20. I learned that the affirmation, “A women’s work is never done” is true.
    21. I learned that husbands and wives should have separate clothing closets and bathroom sinks.
    22. I learned that spirituality is important to a marriage.
    23. I learned that spouses who work hard as a team can accomplish amazing feats and can overcome incredible obstacles.
    24. I learned that spouses who hang out together are genuinely happier couples.
    25. I learned that your spouse is not a mind reader. Don’t assume that your spouse knows what you want. Tell your spouse what you want.
    26. Although another year has passed since writing this list, I learned that if you have an open mind and an open heart, there are still things to learn from your spouse.
    27. Hubby and I have shared 26 solid good years. Were the years always perfect? No, but we’ve always managed to work through our differences in the most respectful ways and treat the other the way we wish to be treated. I am thankful for the 26 shares we’ve shared and pray for 26 more.

    Have a fabulous day!!

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    June 4, 1988

     

    We were babies exchanging wedding bands.
    We were babies exchanging wedding bands.
    Spontaneous trip to Cancun--celebrating an anniversary
    Spontaneous trip to Cancun–celebrating an anniversary
    Hubby forgot to tell me about a scheduled family photo appointment! This was after spending the day at a family picnic.    Lol!
    Hubby forgot to tell me about a scheduled family photo appointment! This was after spending the day at an outdoor park. Lol!  Look at those heads!

     

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    NYE Late 90’s. I was permed back then… wish I knew better.