Being random

Phew…Breathe in…and out…don’t forget to breathe. Get off and on the saddle…sweat running down my cheeks, forehead, eyelids, come on Per, you can do it. Wait. My insides hurt. My stomach is turning. I think I am going to vomit. Oh, come on Per, don’t be a weakling. Just do it. Just go faster. Put the resistance a bit higher. Come on. Do it. Think about the calories. About those clam cakes you ate. Come on…work…out…work…out…oh, I am tired. Oh that is right….oxygen…breathe…I need to keep breathing…just do it…harder…come on…no pain no gain…push, pull, push, pull…keep your heels down. Keep on pedaling…ahhh…breathe…don’t forget to breathe…oh…it’s over…yes…I did it…700 calories burnt!!!

I discovered Spinning through a dear friend of mine. And it has changed my life. I love it. When I started I hate it, but now I am addicted to it. To the pain, and the sweat and my screaming instructor. It’s great. I love all of it. And what I love the most. The results!!!


This week the New York Times published an article adequately titled “Allure of Cachaça Spreads to U.S. From Brazil”. If you can read the article…is pretty good. I just think is funny that now is when the U.S. is supposedly catching on. I personally have been obsessed with caipirinhas since 2002. They are my favorite drink!!! But definitely like them more how they make them in Brazil. Because here in the states is all about tasting the alcohol, which is not the point of the drink. Is about tasting a chilling, smooth drink that will cool you off and make you happy. It is not about getting drunk…but about enjoyment…maybe that is the difference between the cultures…

PS. As a disclaimer…do not have more than 5 caipirinhas at a time…you will feel it the next day…

Just do it! That phrase is phenomenal. Just do it! Whoever thought of that was truly a master of advertising. He/she just got it. Got that you just need to get into a person’s mind in 3 words or less and make them do something or purchase something even if it is just an idea.

Advertising is the ability to convince the world that they need to be or need to purchase something in order to be able subsist in this world. Some of the best ads in my fair opinion are from Nike.

The latest Nike commercial did just that for me. My gosh I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. I have the song and the imagery stuck on my head. Constantly.

The commercial is genius. The theme is to “be a better athlete”. You hear “List of Demands” by Saul Williams starting and just the drums, guitar riffs, and base going and it makes you want to be in the commercial. Just high intensity interval running. Ready , set, go…give it power…come on…just do it!!!

Well, for the past two days, I have been doing just that. Some interval running, with some power hills, major ab work and some other routines. I am sitting here so soar. Everything hurts. Everything. It hurts to just turn, move, breathe. But oh it feel s so good. My list of demands is to demand myself to be better…a better athlete, a better person, a better everything…can I do it???? Per, just do it!!!

Last night around 11:30pm I was going to sleep. When all of a sudden my annoying door bell (imagine extremely loud buzzing noise) started ringing uncontrollably. “Who the hell was ringing the doorbell at that time and why?” “Could it be a crazy person in the street?” My roommate was in planet dreamland and she didn’t hear the doorbell, so I went downstairs and got the door. It was my next door neighbor letting us know that the red Pontiac sunfire parked in the back of the house was on fire!!!!!

Oh shiat!!! That is my neighbor’s car. The red head from the third floor. I screamed fire. Roomie finally woke up. I ran up to the third floor banged on the door until finally they opened and broke the news. Flames were coming out of the car, soon after the firefighters came and all was okay.

The thing is that about a month ago, the same girl backed into my PARKED car (without me being in it) and then left. In essence it was a hit and run. She never fessed up to it and I had to go upstairs and call her out on it. Thankfully I saw the whole thing as it happened. But geez…why not tell me…shit happens, it is understandable, but own up to it. Her roommate appropriately said last night, while we were standing on the street as it was raining, “karma is a bitch”. And I looked at him and then I looked down.

I never wanted this to happen to the girl. I truly feel bad for her. But in essence there is a lesson to be learned here. You have to be responsible for your actions. You could debate Karma, or the laws of physics or whatever…the truth is that in most cases…everything you do to others will somehow return to you…So be honest people… cause there is nothing worse than flames consuming your soul…


A year ago today I jumped on a plane and moved to Rhode Island. A year ago today, I left my heart in Los Angeles. A year ago today I lost the one who I loved the most.

Was this a good move? I do not know. I still have my doubts. Professionally it has been okay. Personally it has been a disaster. All say is for the best, but truly the best hasn’t happened yet. I am hoping next year is better. I hope next year is a bit fuller of hope, and a bit fuller of joy.


“Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.”
–King Whitney Jr.

“May this new chapter in your life be full of wonderful discoveries…I know in my heart you will only grow to be a stronger more beautiful woman than what you are already are…Buena Suerte Amiga!!!

I promise I will write later this week…but for now I leave you with this quote…

“It is your work in life that is the ultimate seduction”
–Pablo Picasso

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