I’m going to post random things you may not know about me:
My true age:32
I have 1 child-a daughter
I’m happily married
I love stunting sport bikes
I love drag racing
I love dirt track racing
I love to hunt & fish
I skeet shoot better than most guys!
My favorite orange: Cara Cara ot Halo
My favorite drink: Aloe Juice
I workout 7 days a week
I am an entrepreneur
I play softball on both all men’s league as well as coed.
I am a youth sports mentor
My favorite sport is volleyball
I’m trained in: many various martial arts
I love lifting weights and despise cardio
My secret guilt, I love flaky pastries & little Debbie makes me her bitch!
I have a pit bull, boarder collie, & shih tzu.
I’m going to post random things you may not know about me:
As you can see I am pretty lean right now because this picture was taken today. I was prepared for the Miss Street Machine Nationals in Duquoin, Illinois. That was going to be tomorrow at 2:30 p.m., but plans have changed yet again. You know I love it when plans change!
I had registered with the Miss Street Machine Nationals. Then one thing after another seemed to fall apart. The air goes out on both of my vehicles. My friend volunteers to drive his Dodge extended-cab pickup truck with air. Then his air goes out on his pickup also. I was going to have have a spray tan, so the thought of driving four and a half hours into Illinois seemed ridiculous. My tan would have melted off by the time I got there.
I guess the thing that made me decide to change my mind was when I watched the weather last night. My worst fear was my tan melting off, but then I find out it’s going to rain up there at the time of the competition. At that point I realized it was pointless to even go. So I decided not to go.
It would have been fun to go and see 3,000 hot rods. It would have been great practice for posing for NPC. It just didn’t seem worth it for my point of view. I also got the opinion of my good friend Brittany Lynn from Las Vegas, Nevada. She agreed it was pointless to go.
So I did a mini prep for nothing, but then again a good practice for discipline and willpower. I slimmed up a bit in the process, & so I’m pretty well good to go on bikini season at the pool!
I’m not bummed, everything happens for a reason, and this just wasn’t meant to be.
Everyone knows how life can be. Life is so effing stressful it can make you want to rip your hair out. Besides the normal small town immature drama, I have had a competition drop in my lap at the last minute.
The competition will be at the Street Machine Nationals in DuQuoin, Illinois this Sunday at 2 pm. $250 for first with crown, sash, & trophy. $150 for second with a trophy. $100 for 3rd & a trophy. National magazine coverage at this event, & I have viewed the website linked above in blue, & the event looks badass! If anything it will be fun!
I blurred last year’s winners faces seeing as I don’t have their permission to post this. Everyone knows I’ve been on a cycle of gaining. I feel in no way prepared! I have decided to cut carbs till Sunday night, & that makes me grumpy! I’m sure my husband & daughter would love to elaborate on this issue. So we won’t ask….
I’ve suddenly been thrusted into a bikini competition I was in no way prepared for. We know how bad I am with OCD and my perfectionism, & it can be both a flaw as well as a strength. Now I’m stressing. I’m working on posing, and I realize it isn’t a NPC event. I figure it’s practice for me.
I find myself faced with anxiety with a moral decision I’ve made about this contest. I will NOT shake my rump or sexually promote anything. I will be posing and keeping myself classy. In Texas I did participate with friends of mine at several local nonregulated bikini contests that also paid cash. They did a dance section. I’m not hating on anyone who does this kind of contest, but I do have a 9 year old daughter looking up to me as an athlete not a sexual object. I will not show her sexual moves are ok just to win. A true athlete, who has fans of a young age, needs to have a certain line they will not cross. I’m treating this as I would a NPC regulated bikini class competition event. Pictured below in a Texas contest, wear you shook your ass…..
It is a scored event, so this eases the anxiety. I still though, in the back of my mind think there’s going to be that one girl who tries to be sexy. Then the judges buy that crap, & she will win. Bummer right?! In the end, if I lose at least I know I did it with class, poise, beauty, & a bangin body!
Look at the above pic, I had to Google pretzel suits….. lame I know! LOL
I will be leaning out, hydrating & then dehydrating, fasting, cardio, & small weight training 3 times a day all week till saturday. Saturday I get my airbrush tan at Sunsplash Tanning located in Kennett, Missouri.
Until then I’ll keep you posted! Thank you for your continued support!
The Arkansas State Trooper left my hospital room. I know the look on my face had to say it all. I looked at my mother & apologized for the words I had used. She understood why I would be so upset. I mean, hell, I have been sober for a long time! It was just insulting, but to know I was asked about something I knew wasn’t in that car made me livid. I knew my friend wasn’t doing that kind of stuff, & we sure as hell weren’t. Sounds like a fishing expedition to me.
I had just got telling my mother I wish I could be given a urine test to prove I’m clean when the next bad vibe came bursting in my hospital room. In my mind I’m internally thinking what the hell? More!? I went to school for social work. I know a child protective services worker when I see one. Again, internal monolog kicks in, what fuck are they doing here!? Poker face on, daddy raised a soldier. I got asked about the meth again. At this point I asked if I could please take a piss test. I looked at my mom and said this is the only to make this proof worthy so this stops now! They gave me my urine cup, & due to the iv fluids my bladder was full! I filled that freaking cup up! I slammed it on my table while holding onto my iv rigging that I had to roll everywhere. He responds we will see in a few moments what you’re on in a snarky way, like he knew I was guilty. Let me tell you, nothing better than knowing it isn’t going to pop for anything so you smerk your smile all the way through the wait. Can you imagine the disappointment when it came back negative? I give a chuckle and said get out of my room! He snips back at me with a I’ll be back. I respond, “I’m sure you will. ”
All I can say is wow at that point. Does the picture above look like a family that lives that kind of lifestyle? The nerve of those people. I’m wondering where is all this meth talk coming from. I begin discussing it with my mother, & she can’t figure it out either.
To this day we have never figured out why the questions of meth was involved with this ordeal. I can tell you it felt good to be able to say I’m sober and prove it!
More questions remained in my mind. As time ticked on I began to get more questions in my mind, & what I didn’t realize was so did my parents & my hubby’s mom.
I realize to some small minded folk it looks like I’m saying look at my ass. I’m no idiot I know you’re looking. While you’re looking I want to take the time to point out the obvious. I realize that the left is way more toned. I felt I needed way more mass I was starting to look like a toothpick. The right side is 6 months later. I’m currently toning the mass I’ve gained. I have nothing to be upset by by any means. I’ve lost & gained neither of which are easy!
2011….. A size 16 & Sunday morning church. With me is my daughter. Boy! She was so small, & how time has flown!
To think in 2012 I felt I had lost a ton of weight. 15 lbs to ne exact! I started at a size 16. My goal was a size 5, & I thought that to be an unrealistic size to shoot for. Imagine my surprise when I ended up a whopping 0.
It hasn’t been easy but totally worth every last drop of blood, sweat, & definitely tears!
How easy is it for us to blame everyone and everything that’s wrong in our own lives? We look around ourselves and we find that we are unhappy with the life that only we chose to create. Then there are those that look down on you for being successful and happy and they are the ones that are unhappy with their own lives. There is such a thing as being a great and positive person with the best of intentions towards everyone and everything, and then stuff gets rough and you can’t seem to catch a break. Who doesn’t this happen to? I know what happens to me on a daily basis. One minute things are great and you’re in heaven, and then the next minute it seems like your life is hell.
If you look for pain, dysfunction, drama, being broke, and struggling that means you have looked for every excuse in the book to why you’re not successful. It’s not your childhood or the environment you grew up in because I know some of the most successful in America, & those people are people that have grown up in the worst shitholes of America. Don’t be that lazy bum person that’s full of excuses as to why you’re not winning. You are the only reason you’re not winning in life. This blog isn’t to tear you down, but rather open your eyes.
You can do the same thing over and over and over again expecting different results, but five years later you will still be where you are today. The other option to that horrible situation is that you look up at the mountain in front of you. You can start today to climb that mountain and eventually reach its peak. Maybe not now, but definitely!
I know it’s not easy. Nothing good ever came easy. I’ve been told that my dreams are pipe dreams and that I cannot achieve my dreams. I’ve been told there’s no possible way to achieve my goals and that the things in life that I want I will never be able to do or have. Why? Because your dream died? Mine shouldn’t live? Oh! But my dream will live! I’m going to fight back for what I believe in, what I want to achieve, my own dreams, and my goals. I’m not just fighting for myself! I’m fighting for my friends, my family, and I will make certain I will fight back!
See, the crazy thing about greatness and being a champion, is that no one expected anyone to make it. In that same breath I go out, and I do it anyway just to prove them wrong. Greatness isn’t about having money. Greatness is about the achievements, about doing something great for others, doing stuff when others doubt it, it’s about listening to the doubters, and making those doubters eat their words. Today and each and every day hereafter is the day I will walk all over my enemies. I will reach that moment in my life when I become that person that others can look to and say she went through it and I can do it too. As humans we feed off one another. As humans we tend to look up to someone that’s great like they’re special, but they’re just like everyone else. Everyone is imperfect. Even I have people that I look up too, so that means each and everyone of you are exactly like me.
Each day I’m tested by life in a like manner. If I persist and I continue to try to move forward I will succeed! I’m not a sheep needing prodded by my shepherd. I’m alone, and I don’t live or lie down with the sheep.
I will not hear those who weep or complain. For those who weep and complain are a disease, and that disease is contagious. Let them join the sheep with the rest of the flock. This is not a house of failure, and I will persist until I succeed! Never will I consider defeat even though I know it will happen. When defeat finds me it will not define me, and it will make me stronger. The words I can’t or impossible are simply words of fools. Those foolish words will simply be ripped from my vocabulary forever.
I will toil forever and always keeping mine eyes on the gold and the prize at the end of the road. I know from where the driest desert ends, the new world will arise for myself. I will try again and again defeating each obstacle. I’ll consider every obstacle and derailment a mere detour and challenge to my own profession.
Don’t let the biggest enemy be the enemy within your own mind. I know for myself my own mind is my worst enemy. Whether it’s working out, cleaning the house, or just doing something stupid I have to be the hardest person on myself. I really don’t even give my husband the opportunity to get all over me for anything because I’m so hard on myself. I’ve slowly come to realize that I am my own enemy half of the time. The other half comes from the BS you put with from everyone else.
As I have said at the end of some of my other post… in the Cowboys locker room it says be your best regardless of the circumstances!
As I lay in the hospital bed staring at my mother letting the tears just roll down my cheek all I could wonder was why was my husband in jail? As any wife would, I went through my head just trying to find something that we had done that was so wrong. What had we done that was such a bad thing that resulted in him being in jail? Nothing came to mind because we have been living the right life. I still could not find my phone, but my mom did hand me my purse. Later on in this series you’ll find out the importance of me getting my purse in my hospital bed and where my phone was at. I remember at some point while in and out of consciousness on opiates I was frantically searching for my phone and could not find it.
I didn’t have much time with my mom alone before the Arkansas State Trooper walked in my hospital room. No one likes to see a big brimmed hat of an Arkansas State Trooper walk in, but when it’s a female state trooper and you’re a female in the hospital bed you know you’re in deep doo-doo. With my straight poker face on I was still racking my brain for what we had done that was illegal, and still nothing came up. Cringing in pain the state troopers started asking me many many questions.
The first thing I get questioned about is the meth and needles found in the car. Now I want you to know something, my mother was in the room as I’m getting questioned and she’s a Christian woman. The words I said in front of my Mama were very un-Christian like, but opiates kind of make you really blunt. I told that state trooper that was false and I knew it was false! That there was no fucking way they found needles and meth in the car! I remember I just kept yelling fuck no I know there was nothing in there. I even started demanding a urinalysis test right then and there! I looked directly at my mom and said give me that damn piss test! I know I’m clean!
My mom knew I was serious because of my repeated use of the forbidden F WORD! Never had I spoke like that in front of my mother. Not to mention, I could feel my right eyebrow raising which meant she knew I was beyond pissed. All I can say is thank goodness I was in so much pain I couldn’t move because I was livid!
I then start getting questioned about other items in our car by the Arkansas State Trooper. I keep telling this dumb broad that it wasn’t our car! It was my friend’s vehicle which belonged to his mother. The trooper explains to me that she found a marijuana pipe and an empty pill bottle in the back of the car. I calmly explain back to this dumb trooper that the woman’s car we were driving had stage 4 brain cancer so it was probably her’s. The only answer I can give this Trooper is I don’t know.
Finally the trooper exited my room. Never have I been so insulted! I had just mourned the loss of my family, and she had no regard for my emotions and no sympathy. I’m all jacked up on all kinds of opiates, and you’re asking me some crazy questions about a car crash that I was asleep in when it happened! Is this how you treat all your victims was what I was thinking.
So one would think things couldn’t possibly get worse right? Oh how wrong you are…
I first found Lecheek Nutrition when a good friend and IFBB Pro Haley was sponsored by them. I began to ask her for her opinion on what I should take to lose more weight because I had hit a plateau. Haley suggested OXY ECA BLK. So I used her code and bought myself a full bottle. I want you to note I have bought this religiously for years. I recognize I’m not talking about AmpiLean, but stay with me.
With this product this is the loss of weight:
As you can clearly tell it worked! Since I had lost so much weight I noticed my legs were bird like & my ass was legit nonexistent. So began the great weight gain journey. I quit ordering OXY ECA BLK for over a year because I was no longer in need of that kind of supplement. Imagine my surprise when I could not find it! It was the best supplement I had come across by far! It got me to really focus and push myself!
I began the search for the replacement for my OXY ECA BLK. After long hours of searching I found that OXY ECA BLK lives! Lecheek Nutrition simply changed the name to AmpiLean Black.
I gave you all the above information to let my readers know that I’ve been using Lecheek Nutrition’s products for over five years, and a tad bit of history behind the name and what it was called before AmpiLean.
Now for my review! As you can clearly tell this is going to be one hell of a review because I simply love it. I would say after purchasing 6 bottles from the Lecheek Nutrition I would know what I’m talking about. Since the formula for the black and the ampilean is exact same for the most part the review will be the exact same for both.
This supplement is for serious users only! This pre-workout pill is like Hydroxycut on major steroids. So if you’re a beginner buying this product I suggest you take only a half day at a time to see your tolerance. At the maximum dose you would need to put in 3 hours in the gym or run a complete 5K and put your all into it. If you think you’re going to take this supplement & do a small workout & then veg on the couch you’re in for a rude awakening. This product will give you the jitters and the shakes if you do not work out. If you do work out hardcore it is the best workout for focus, endurance, and maximum effort. I’ve used this supplement in softball games, running 5k’s, running mud runs, and hardcore gym training sessions. It has been one of the key successes in my athletic career.
This is a stimulant as well as a thermogenic. It will have a crash to it in the end. You may feel cold when you crash because that’s the thermogenic wearing off. It will speed up your heart rate so if you have a heart condition or high blood pressure I suggest you go to the doctor first before beginning this supplement. I even went to the doctor and had my blood pressure and heart rate checked before beginning the supplement just to be safe.
In conclusion if you’re a serious athlete and you hit a plateau this is a supplement for you. I have used a supplement for over 5 years and I would not write this kind of review over it if I did not have personal experience from it. Now that I’m down to prep season again I will be making the order for a new bottle of AmpiLean Black. In my opinion one of the best supplements on the market!