Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Where's the Jesus I once knew?
I've yet to find the Christmas spirit that I usually see this time of year> seems to me that something has happened. of course being held hostage in my office by a bunch of alternative school kids, I don't get much chance to bump shoulders with a lot of free folks. Just seems that this year is different. Is it the economy? The war? The election? Maybe it's everything. Seems that we, Christians, grow cold to the possibilities of what God has for us and the privileges offered to us as believers. Makes me sad to think that my family and good friends won't have all God has for them when life here is over. Also makes me sad to think that I might be a source that would keep them from those things. Easy for all to get caught up in lights, paper and cash flow of the "Xmas Season." Where's the Jesus I once knew? He is right where He was when His Spirit pulled at I my life the first time. He is right where He was when I first experience that special Spirit filled feeling at a retreat. I now know what the desire of my heart is. To know Christ in His fullness every minute of every day. Right where He is... in my heart. I desire to feel Him presence 24/7. I want to get it all. God will you help me with my desire and maybe share it with those around me. amen
FBI!
This is a follow up to the blog about the guy who was trying to scam me on a sale of a motor cycle sales. Remember I said he had messed with the wrong guy, FBI baby!!!! The real FBI is involved! It's the bomb to know those guys are on your side. FBI!!! Poor guy. Any way i thought you might want to get an idea of how I baited this guy so here some of the e-mails.
From: Damian Almeito [mailto:almeito@gmail.com]
Money gram is the only payment options for this transaction!!!!!
On Sat, Dec 13, 2008 at 5:28 AM, Bobby > wrote:
I just asked my dad if he could get Peterson to write a check. he was pissed cause i disturbed him grading test for that stupid class. He says that Mr. Peterson will be landing in Atlanta late tonight and was going to contact the man tomorrow or Monday. could you give me his phone number so i could contact him about the problem.
-----Original Message-----From: Damian Almeito [mailto:almeito@gmail.com]
Sent: Fri 12/12/2008 3:58 PMTo: Walden, BobbySubject: Re: the bike is mine!he will have to send the payment trough moneygram he can't pay cash!bye!
From: Damian Almeito
almeito@gmail.com
he will have to send the payment trough moneygram he can't pay cash!bye!
On Fri, Dec 12, 2008 at 11:14 PM, Bobby wrote:
Sorry I was playing games and didn't notice your e-mail.
I don't think it came through. Hope all is cool.
-----Original Message-----From: Damian Almeito Sent: Friday, December 12, 2008 3:12 PMTo: Walden, BobbySubject: Re: the bike is mine!
:))))
On Fri, Dec 12, 2008 at 7:35 PM, Bobby wrote:
I came by my Dad's office today at the school where he teaches a night class and he gave me the good news! He is sending one of his best agents to see Christopher Mendes in Atlanta Georgia. He is going to PAY HIM CASH!!!! So I should be riding my new bike Christmas morning!!! I never thought that my dad being with the FBI would come in handy, but mom said it would.
------ Forwarded MessageFrom: Damian Almeito
almeito@gmail.com Date: Wed, 3 Dec 2008 22:31:44 +0200To: Bobby >Subject: Re: 2004 Yamaha V Star 650 Custom XVS65 - $2850 (usa)I have started the Autotrader process!Autotrader have sent you a separate email confirmation with the payment instructions.If you haven't received it please check your Junk, Bulk or Spam email folder because this is a very secured email and your email server may reject it.Because completing the payment please move the Autotrader email in Inbox.Now go to a MoneyGram location and send the deposit on the Autotrader Agent name and address.
Payment address (Autotrader Agent name and address):First name: Christopher;Last name: Mendes;Address: 5775 Peachtree Dunwoody Road;City: Atlanta;State: Georgia;Zip: 30342;Country: United States; Now I'll wait your reply with the payment confirmation and please let me know if you have received the Autotrader confirmation!After you will send the payment please fax the Reference Number and the payment details from MoneyGram to the Autotrader center at: +1 (404) 601-9751 or +1 (770) 828-0698. Best regards!On Wed, Dec 3, 2008 at 3:54 AM, Bobby < href="http://picasaweb.google.com/erpechere/2004YamahaVStar650CustomXVS65?authkey=j-FztVPfOnc#slideshow">http://picasaweb.google.com/erpechere/2004YamahaVStar650CustomXVS65? Thank you,
Check out this site. Also checking on this scam. www.pirate4x4.com/forum/showthread
FBI BABY!!!! DON'T MESS WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!
From: Damian Almeito [mailto:almeito@gmail.com]
Money gram is the only payment options for this transaction!!!!!
On Sat, Dec 13, 2008 at 5:28 AM, Bobby > wrote:
I just asked my dad if he could get Peterson to write a check. he was pissed cause i disturbed him grading test for that stupid class. He says that Mr. Peterson will be landing in Atlanta late tonight and was going to contact the man tomorrow or Monday. could you give me his phone number so i could contact him about the problem.
-----Original Message-----From: Damian Almeito [mailto:almeito@gmail.com]
Sent: Fri 12/12/2008 3:58 PMTo: Walden, BobbySubject: Re: the bike is mine!he will have to send the payment trough moneygram he can't pay cash!bye!
From: Damian Almeito
almeito@gmail.com
he will have to send the payment trough moneygram he can't pay cash!bye!
On Fri, Dec 12, 2008 at 11:14 PM, Bobby wrote:
Sorry I was playing games and didn't notice your e-mail.
I don't think it came through. Hope all is cool.
-----Original Message-----From: Damian Almeito Sent: Friday, December 12, 2008 3:12 PMTo: Walden, BobbySubject: Re: the bike is mine!
:))))
On Fri, Dec 12, 2008 at 7:35 PM, Bobby wrote:
I came by my Dad's office today at the school where he teaches a night class and he gave me the good news! He is sending one of his best agents to see Christopher Mendes in Atlanta Georgia. He is going to PAY HIM CASH!!!! So I should be riding my new bike Christmas morning!!! I never thought that my dad being with the FBI would come in handy, but mom said it would.
------ Forwarded MessageFrom: Damian Almeito
almeito@gmail.com Date: Wed, 3 Dec 2008 22:31:44 +0200To: Bobby >Subject: Re: 2004 Yamaha V Star 650 Custom XVS65 - $2850 (usa)I have started the Autotrader process!Autotrader have sent you a separate email confirmation with the payment instructions.If you haven't received it please check your Junk, Bulk or Spam email folder because this is a very secured email and your email server may reject it.Because completing the payment please move the Autotrader email in Inbox.Now go to a MoneyGram location and send the deposit on the Autotrader Agent name and address.
Payment address (Autotrader Agent name and address):First name: Christopher;Last name: Mendes;Address: 5775 Peachtree Dunwoody Road;City: Atlanta;State: Georgia;Zip: 30342;Country: United States; Now I'll wait your reply with the payment confirmation and please let me know if you have received the Autotrader confirmation!After you will send the payment please fax the Reference Number and the payment details from MoneyGram to the Autotrader center at: +1 (404) 601-9751 or +1 (770) 828-0698. Best regards!On Wed, Dec 3, 2008 at 3:54 AM, Bobby < href="http://picasaweb.google.com/erpechere/2004YamahaVStar650CustomXVS65?authkey=j-FztVPfOnc#slideshow">http://picasaweb.google.com/erpechere/2004YamahaVStar650CustomXVS65? Thank you,
Check out this site. Also checking on this scam. www.pirate4x4.com/forum/showthread
FBI BABY!!!! DON'T MESS WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
The Pickle Jar
Great story with even greater message.
The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents' bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar. As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar. They landed with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty. Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled. I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar and admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate's treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window. When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank. Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production. Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck. Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me hopefully. 'Those coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son You're going to do better than me. This old mill town's not going to hold you back.' Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank toward the cashier, he would grin proudly 'These are for my son's college fund. He'll never work at the mill all his life like me.' We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. 'When we get home, we'll start filling the jar again.' He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. 'You'll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,' he said. 'But you'll get there; I'll see to that.'No matter how rough things got a t home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar. Even the summer when Dad got laid off fro m the mill, and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar. To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring catsup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make a way out for me. 'When you finish college, Son,' he told me, his eyes glistening, 'You'll never have to eat beans again - unless you want to.' The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town. Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone. It had served its purpose and had been removed. A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser where the jar had always stood. My dad was a man of few words, and never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith. The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done. When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy. In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me. The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents. After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild. Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad's arms. 'She probably needs to be changed,' she said, carrying the baby into my parents' bedroom to diaper her. When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes. She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room. 'Look,' she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser. To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed, stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins. I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins. With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room. Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt. Neither one of us could speak. This truly touched my heart. I know it has yours as well. Sometimes we are so busy adding up our troubles that we forget to count our blessings. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person's life, for better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for Good in others.
The best and most beautiful things cannot be seen or touched - they must be felt with the heart ~ Helen Keller - Happy moments, praise God. - Difficult moments, seek God. - Quiet moments, worship God. - Painful moments, trust God. - Every moment, thank God.
The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents' bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar. As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar. They landed with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty. Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled. I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar and admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate's treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window. When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank. Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production. Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck. Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me hopefully. 'Those coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son You're going to do better than me. This old mill town's not going to hold you back.' Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank toward the cashier, he would grin proudly 'These are for my son's college fund. He'll never work at the mill all his life like me.' We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. 'When we get home, we'll start filling the jar again.' He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. 'You'll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,' he said. 'But you'll get there; I'll see to that.'No matter how rough things got a t home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar. Even the summer when Dad got laid off fro m the mill, and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar. To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring catsup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make a way out for me. 'When you finish college, Son,' he told me, his eyes glistening, 'You'll never have to eat beans again - unless you want to.' The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town. Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone. It had served its purpose and had been removed. A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser where the jar had always stood. My dad was a man of few words, and never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith. The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done. When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy. In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me. The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents. After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild. Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad's arms. 'She probably needs to be changed,' she said, carrying the baby into my parents' bedroom to diaper her. When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes. She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room. 'Look,' she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser. To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed, stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins. I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins. With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room. Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt. Neither one of us could speak. This truly touched my heart. I know it has yours as well. Sometimes we are so busy adding up our troubles that we forget to count our blessings. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person's life, for better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for Good in others.
The best and most beautiful things cannot be seen or touched - they must be felt with the heart ~ Helen Keller - Happy moments, praise God. - Difficult moments, seek God. - Quiet moments, worship God. - Painful moments, trust God. - Every moment, thank God.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
BIGGEST LOSERS?!?!?!
I'm always looking for a better way to stay fit and drop some pounds. You might say the magic bullet. (NO SUCH THING FOR WEIGHT LOST OR FITNESS) Here are some great tips from the TV show Biggest Losers
How Big Losers Burn Fat
Find a good reason to lose. It took some time, but Ed Brantley finally realized he had a food addiction. "The cravings would come and I would be like, 'hey, let's get high,'" says Brantley. "I was literally hooked on the euphoria of eating." It didn't help that he and his wife, Heba, had a full social calendar with many an opportunity to wine and dine. "If we want to have children, and we do, we knew we had to change our lifestyle and take control of this," he says.
Brady Vilcan took a hard look at his life and realized he was setting a poor example for his two kids. "We rarely got a lunch break at CVS," says Vilcan, a pharmacist. "I'd often go all day without touching food. If Vicky cooked, I might have three large servings. But mostly, I'd pick up cheeseburgers or pizza." He would also bring candy home from the pharmacy for the family. While watching TV, he might have two or three bowls of ice cream. "My grandfather was heavy. I remember going to Weight Watchers with my mom when I was a kid. Now my 4-year-old daughter, Lucy, outweighs my 7-year-old son, Chance. We've got to break this chain."
Never skip a cheese stick. After six seasons with the show, nutritionist Cheryl Forberg, R.D., says the two most common mistakes made by nearly all the contestants who've passed through the ranch are skipping meals, particularly breakfast, and not consuming enough calcium. "They feel they don't have time to plan ahead, but skipping meals can lead to grabbing fast food and overeating because you're starving," she says. To keep their metabolism revving high, "Biggest Loser" contestants are trained to eat five or six times a day—breakfast, lunch, and dinner, small meals made up of high-water-volume vegetables and fruits, whole grains and lean protein, plus two or three snacks. "Most people don't get enough dairy products in their diet," Forberg says. "Men need 1,000 milligrams of calcium. You can achieve that through three servings of milk, yogurt, and/or cheese a day. We encourage a low-fat cheese stick with a piece of fruit for between-meal snacks."
Weigh your fillet. The first thing Vilcan did when he returned home from the ranch was buy a food scale. "Portion size can get away from you in a heartbeat," he says. "If you want to lose weight, you have to know what a serving is and how many calories are in it." Do you really need to order that 16-ounce fillet when the 8-ouncer will fill you up? Each "Biggest Loser" contestant's daily calorie limit is calculated using a formula that considers starting weight, body-fat percentage, activity level, and goal weight. For Vilcan, it's between 1,750 and 2,000 calories, depending on how much he's exercising. "Realizing how much exercise it takes to expend the calories in food really puts things into perspective," he says. "I mean, look at these cheese fries from Outback Steakhouse. They're 2,900 calories. No friggin' way am I gonna eat that."
Start with weights, finish with cardio. Strength training with weights creates an afterburn effect that keeps your body churning through calories at a higher rate, even at rest. And it's widely known that muscle is more metabolically active than fat. So "Biggest Loser" contestants pump weights about 2 hours a day. "In the beginning we focused a lot on weightlifting to build up the muscle," says Brantley. "Then we switched to more cardio to shed the pounds." The key with cardio is to find something you enjoy doing to beat boredom. "I hated the elliptical; it was too easy, I didn't feel like I was doing anything. Now the spinning cycle, that's fun, and it is a real workout. I'll do 2 hours a day on that."
Pig out once a week. One day a week at the "Biggest Loser" ranch is designated a high-calorie day, when contestants can go over their calorie limits. "We do it to make the point that this isn't going to be a life of deprivation," explains Harper. "You can't sustain that. You want to develop healthy habits you can live with."
The contestants typically choose to order out for burritos. "The next day, they really feel the effects of all the sugar and sodium-filled food," says Harper. "They feel like crap. They learn very quickly that a healthy body that's been exercising and eating right doesn't want all that fat and processed junk."
Book court time for 2015. The biggest lesson "Biggest Loser" contestants learn is that their healthy lifestyles don't end when the cameras stop. "There's no finish line. That's a big pill for people to swallow," says Harper. "Every single day for the rest of your life, you are going to have to make better food choices, and move around a bit more."
Michaels calls it "composing a life." "You use fitness to re-create a different set of experiences and attitudes: You go from past experiences of 'I'm a loser, I'm fat, I'm worthless' to 'I'm capable, I'm strong, I'm confident.'" Once you've made that paradigm shift, Harper and Michaels say, you've won.
Harper's secret weapons
Bob Harper, who was a trainer for 20 years prior to joining "The Biggest Loser," believes the brain is the most powerful muscle for weight loss. "I know that this struggle always has an emotional component," says Harper. "Losing the weight isn't all that hard; it's about understanding your relationship with food and taking control of your life." Here are his four top tips.
Ask yourself a question. "Are you ready to change your life? That's the first thing I ask my clients. They have to decide for themselves if they are serious about committing. They have to intellectualize it and see the path ahead of them as a long-term thing."
Treat calories like coin. "I'll limit a 400-pound guy to 2,200 calories a day. I tell him it's like you have a bank account with 2,200 calories in it. You can eat whatever you want; just don't go over the limit."
Eat to program your brain. "First thing I tell my people is that they've got to eat to lose weight. Eat every 4 hours. They know they have to eat within the first 30 minutes of getting up in the morning to set their clock accordingly. And that first meal has to have a good balance of protein, carbs, and good fats."
Learn to cook. "If you are cooking your own food, you know exactly what you're putting in your body and how proper fuel makes you feel," says Harper.
How Big Losers Burn Fat
Find a good reason to lose. It took some time, but Ed Brantley finally realized he had a food addiction. "The cravings would come and I would be like, 'hey, let's get high,'" says Brantley. "I was literally hooked on the euphoria of eating." It didn't help that he and his wife, Heba, had a full social calendar with many an opportunity to wine and dine. "If we want to have children, and we do, we knew we had to change our lifestyle and take control of this," he says.
Brady Vilcan took a hard look at his life and realized he was setting a poor example for his two kids. "We rarely got a lunch break at CVS," says Vilcan, a pharmacist. "I'd often go all day without touching food. If Vicky cooked, I might have three large servings. But mostly, I'd pick up cheeseburgers or pizza." He would also bring candy home from the pharmacy for the family. While watching TV, he might have two or three bowls of ice cream. "My grandfather was heavy. I remember going to Weight Watchers with my mom when I was a kid. Now my 4-year-old daughter, Lucy, outweighs my 7-year-old son, Chance. We've got to break this chain."
Never skip a cheese stick. After six seasons with the show, nutritionist Cheryl Forberg, R.D., says the two most common mistakes made by nearly all the contestants who've passed through the ranch are skipping meals, particularly breakfast, and not consuming enough calcium. "They feel they don't have time to plan ahead, but skipping meals can lead to grabbing fast food and overeating because you're starving," she says. To keep their metabolism revving high, "Biggest Loser" contestants are trained to eat five or six times a day—breakfast, lunch, and dinner, small meals made up of high-water-volume vegetables and fruits, whole grains and lean protein, plus two or three snacks. "Most people don't get enough dairy products in their diet," Forberg says. "Men need 1,000 milligrams of calcium. You can achieve that through three servings of milk, yogurt, and/or cheese a day. We encourage a low-fat cheese stick with a piece of fruit for between-meal snacks."
Weigh your fillet. The first thing Vilcan did when he returned home from the ranch was buy a food scale. "Portion size can get away from you in a heartbeat," he says. "If you want to lose weight, you have to know what a serving is and how many calories are in it." Do you really need to order that 16-ounce fillet when the 8-ouncer will fill you up? Each "Biggest Loser" contestant's daily calorie limit is calculated using a formula that considers starting weight, body-fat percentage, activity level, and goal weight. For Vilcan, it's between 1,750 and 2,000 calories, depending on how much he's exercising. "Realizing how much exercise it takes to expend the calories in food really puts things into perspective," he says. "I mean, look at these cheese fries from Outback Steakhouse. They're 2,900 calories. No friggin' way am I gonna eat that."
Start with weights, finish with cardio. Strength training with weights creates an afterburn effect that keeps your body churning through calories at a higher rate, even at rest. And it's widely known that muscle is more metabolically active than fat. So "Biggest Loser" contestants pump weights about 2 hours a day. "In the beginning we focused a lot on weightlifting to build up the muscle," says Brantley. "Then we switched to more cardio to shed the pounds." The key with cardio is to find something you enjoy doing to beat boredom. "I hated the elliptical; it was too easy, I didn't feel like I was doing anything. Now the spinning cycle, that's fun, and it is a real workout. I'll do 2 hours a day on that."
Pig out once a week. One day a week at the "Biggest Loser" ranch is designated a high-calorie day, when contestants can go over their calorie limits. "We do it to make the point that this isn't going to be a life of deprivation," explains Harper. "You can't sustain that. You want to develop healthy habits you can live with."
The contestants typically choose to order out for burritos. "The next day, they really feel the effects of all the sugar and sodium-filled food," says Harper. "They feel like crap. They learn very quickly that a healthy body that's been exercising and eating right doesn't want all that fat and processed junk."
Book court time for 2015. The biggest lesson "Biggest Loser" contestants learn is that their healthy lifestyles don't end when the cameras stop. "There's no finish line. That's a big pill for people to swallow," says Harper. "Every single day for the rest of your life, you are going to have to make better food choices, and move around a bit more."
Michaels calls it "composing a life." "You use fitness to re-create a different set of experiences and attitudes: You go from past experiences of 'I'm a loser, I'm fat, I'm worthless' to 'I'm capable, I'm strong, I'm confident.'" Once you've made that paradigm shift, Harper and Michaels say, you've won.
Harper's secret weapons
Bob Harper, who was a trainer for 20 years prior to joining "The Biggest Loser," believes the brain is the most powerful muscle for weight loss. "I know that this struggle always has an emotional component," says Harper. "Losing the weight isn't all that hard; it's about understanding your relationship with food and taking control of your life." Here are his four top tips.
Ask yourself a question. "Are you ready to change your life? That's the first thing I ask my clients. They have to decide for themselves if they are serious about committing. They have to intellectualize it and see the path ahead of them as a long-term thing."
Treat calories like coin. "I'll limit a 400-pound guy to 2,200 calories a day. I tell him it's like you have a bank account with 2,200 calories in it. You can eat whatever you want; just don't go over the limit."
Eat to program your brain. "First thing I tell my people is that they've got to eat to lose weight. Eat every 4 hours. They know they have to eat within the first 30 minutes of getting up in the morning to set their clock accordingly. And that first meal has to have a good balance of protein, carbs, and good fats."
Learn to cook. "If you are cooking your own food, you know exactly what you're putting in your body and how proper fuel makes you feel," says Harper.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
No Pay No PLay?!?!?!?!?
Ok, first let me say I have been busy so I haven't been able to trill you with an entry, but it's not that a lot of people read my blog any way. I promise to do better but I also promise that I will get my Katie to show me how to make paragraphs and add pretty pictures and such so it may be a little more entertaining.
Tommy Tuberville, good grief! Let's consider... Tommy Tuberville was hired in 1999 and finished his Auburn career with a 85-40 record. His 85 wins are the fourth-most all-time among Auburn coaches and his nine seasons are tied for the fourth-most among Auburn coaches. Now I might question Tom's character and morals a little but as coaching success, PAH-LEASE !!!!!!!!! This has got to be a sign of the end of days because the game so close to my heart is becoming something that is a money making business from Satan. Consider Sylvester Croom... (OK, I'm fixing to turn loose so ask the little children leave the room) GOOD GRIEF! I don't care what race he is, where he went to school, what God he worships, or what kind of dog he has, the man is a GOOD MAN OF HIGH CHARACTER AND GREAT MORALS. Heavens forbid that we subject our young men to a man like that. Do we want them to turn out to be men of character, good citizens or do we care if they become a drain on the nation by fathering a bunch of kids, stealing, shooting, and not working. Not a hard decision for me. WE WANT "Ws" AND AN EGG BOWL TROPHY. Isn't it enough that a University can have a solid program that turns out young men with a full education and a promising future, which of course we will hear very little about, instead of those young men being on ESPN, we're going to hear about who shot themselves in the leg with a gun that they shouldn't have had in the first place. (Maybe they have poor aim?) Don't get me started about The Big Orange Volunteers. No matter who you were whenever you went to play the Vols you always had in the back of the mind that you were about to get the hell beat out of them. Well, let's not just look at what "mind farting" is gong on about coaching legends, let's consider where our real "heart" is. Out of respect for Sly and "the Orange" man I will leave them alone, but let us consider that Tuberville's contract was extended through 2013 and was worth $3.3 million annually. It also included a $6 million buyout if he was fired after this season. Well, even if it was cut down a little bet considering "time served" to $5,100,000 GOOD GRIEF! LET US CONSIDER A HIGHER CALLING TO THE STEWARDSHIP OF THE "AUBURN FAITHFUL". Consider the very large number of people who are dying in Africa from Cholera. One major factor contributing to this high number is the lack of "FRESH WATER". The non-profit organization 100Wells says that it takes $5,000 to place a producing fresh water well in strategic locations in an Africa nation. OK TOMMY, $1,00,000, less than 25% of you buy out equals 200 fresh water wells which would lead to saving hundred if not thousands of lives! HOW ABOUT IT TOMMY OR MAYBE I SHOULD BE SAYING HOW ABOUT IT "AUBURN FAITHFUL." The south being as it is in the "Bible belt" consider that our God is worthy of our offerings, our pledges, and our sacrifices to save the lost and meet the needs of all peoples of the world. Oh God, forgive us for replacing your missions for us with trivial things like college football. Forgive us for replacing our desire to serve a sovereign God with the desire to guarantee a number of football wins. "If my people will turn from their stupid misguided ways and begin to put their money where their heart should be then I will take care of them." WALDEN PARAPHRASE.
Tommy Tuberville, good grief! Let's consider... Tommy Tuberville was hired in 1999 and finished his Auburn career with a 85-40 record. His 85 wins are the fourth-most all-time among Auburn coaches and his nine seasons are tied for the fourth-most among Auburn coaches. Now I might question Tom's character and morals a little but as coaching success, PAH-LEASE !!!!!!!!! This has got to be a sign of the end of days because the game so close to my heart is becoming something that is a money making business from Satan. Consider Sylvester Croom... (OK, I'm fixing to turn loose so ask the little children leave the room) GOOD GRIEF! I don't care what race he is, where he went to school, what God he worships, or what kind of dog he has, the man is a GOOD MAN OF HIGH CHARACTER AND GREAT MORALS. Heavens forbid that we subject our young men to a man like that. Do we want them to turn out to be men of character, good citizens or do we care if they become a drain on the nation by fathering a bunch of kids, stealing, shooting, and not working. Not a hard decision for me. WE WANT "Ws" AND AN EGG BOWL TROPHY. Isn't it enough that a University can have a solid program that turns out young men with a full education and a promising future, which of course we will hear very little about, instead of those young men being on ESPN, we're going to hear about who shot themselves in the leg with a gun that they shouldn't have had in the first place. (Maybe they have poor aim?) Don't get me started about The Big Orange Volunteers. No matter who you were whenever you went to play the Vols you always had in the back of the mind that you were about to get the hell beat out of them. Well, let's not just look at what "mind farting" is gong on about coaching legends, let's consider where our real "heart" is. Out of respect for Sly and "the Orange" man I will leave them alone, but let us consider that Tuberville's contract was extended through 2013 and was worth $3.3 million annually. It also included a $6 million buyout if he was fired after this season. Well, even if it was cut down a little bet considering "time served" to $5,100,000 GOOD GRIEF! LET US CONSIDER A HIGHER CALLING TO THE STEWARDSHIP OF THE "AUBURN FAITHFUL". Consider the very large number of people who are dying in Africa from Cholera. One major factor contributing to this high number is the lack of "FRESH WATER". The non-profit organization 100Wells says that it takes $5,000 to place a producing fresh water well in strategic locations in an Africa nation. OK TOMMY, $1,00,000, less than 25% of you buy out equals 200 fresh water wells which would lead to saving hundred if not thousands of lives! HOW ABOUT IT TOMMY OR MAYBE I SHOULD BE SAYING HOW ABOUT IT "AUBURN FAITHFUL." The south being as it is in the "Bible belt" consider that our God is worthy of our offerings, our pledges, and our sacrifices to save the lost and meet the needs of all peoples of the world. Oh God, forgive us for replacing your missions for us with trivial things like college football. Forgive us for replacing our desire to serve a sovereign God with the desire to guarantee a number of football wins. "If my people will turn from their stupid misguided ways and begin to put their money where their heart should be then I will take care of them." WALDEN PARAPHRASE.
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