San Diego Core Fitness

11 02 2013

Do you live in San Diego?

Do you love (hate) to work out?

Do you love boot camp sessions even more?

Read on my fellow San Diegans…

I recently purchased a 6 week boot camp from San Diego Core Fitness on my trusty Groupon ¬†ap. (My love affair with Groupon is an entire blog entry in itself.)(Seriously, it changes lives.)(As in, you must download it immediately.)(You’re welcome.) It was $39 for six weeks, which is a crazy price, considering all of the workouts available. They have some before work, during the day, and after working hours. Plus, there are several locations, most outside at Mission Bay/Balboa park and at the clubhouse in Mission Valley. My favorite is the booty camp at Mission Bay, it’s an awesome workout! The trainer is super nice but firm with commands, as to make sure you are doing the correct moves and such.


Mission Bay booty camp

I’m one of those people who has a better chance of making to to a workout if I know none of the activities are left to me to decide. It just seems like a lot of work to plan a workout, switch up the muscle groups all the time, are we doing cardio? are we doing weights? both? Blugh, just tell me what to do! There are professionals out there for this reason. So I guess I’m actively lazy you could say.

If you have never been to a boot camp type workout, I suggest you check one out today. Like, google that shiz and sign up. Even if it’s just to check out one session and decide you hate it. Think about this, have you ever said to yourself, “Man, I really regret that workout I did today.” Nope? Me either.


Yacht club

5 02 2013

There’s something rather pretentious about sailing.

I don’t know what it is, but I’ve had this idea of snobby people sipping on martinis (probably not the most sea-worthy of beverages), smoking cigarillos, and dry humored jokes prompting obnoxious rich-people chuckles. Oh, and sweaters/polos with the collar popped.

That’s what comes to mind when I think of yachts, boats, boat clubs, sailing, anything water-esque. So it’s been a running joke to make fun of “yacht clubbers.”

So, this is the very reason I had to take up an offer I received when asked to go sailing yesterday. It was a must. Hell yes I want to be in the club. I’m not a hater persay, I just had these ideas of what a sailing-person would be like.

Anywho, so over to Coronado we headed. Me, and a couple peeps from work. Luckily, the dude had a license and was way into sailing…which meant two things.

1. This will be safe.

2. There is little to no work ahead of me.

So we arrive at the MWR rental place, and get us a 22 foot sailing boat. When we got on the boat, we got her all ready for sea, threw some life jackets on, started the motor, and headed out!

WP_001250And boy were the waters gorgeous! The day started out being beautifully sunny and about 75 degrees, but as the hours drew on, the sun started to disappear! It was a tad windy and chilly, but it was still awesome out on the water. After we got out of the marine, we raised the sails and were officially out to sea! We tooled around the San Diego harbor and over by the Coronado bridge. Every sailboat we passed waived at us and they were so friendly! About halfway through we realized our buoy was still hanging over the side, perhaps people were actually pointing at our buoy and not really waving….


We had a gay ol’ time, and I got a tan while we were out in the “sun”. That’s a two-fer right there! It was fun to be involved in moving the jib and learning some sea-terms!

There was a regatta race or practice going on because there was a swarm sailboats out there that were going in one direction, then another, and at one point it looked like they were tipping sideways. Two of them crossed bows and it looked like they were about to run into each other!

When we got back to check the boat back in, we were talking to the desk lady and she was a military wife. Her and her husband and two teenagers live on a boat in the marina that is 32 feet long. Only ten more feet than the boat we were on, which is similar to the above picture. Imagine four adults living on a tiny boat!!

Gaslamp San Diego

4 02 2013

Have you ever visited a city and decided then and there that you were in love with it? I’m having somewhat of an affair with San Diego. Since moving downtown three months ago I have really learned to embrace the hustle and bustle, although my “city” life is a tad different than every other city dweller. I get up and leave the city to go to work in the morning, whereas people who live here pay more to live in the city for a shorter/easier commute.

I rather enjoy the city people noises that linger in from the streets, people watching from the comfort of my couch, and even the night noises that would keep normal humans awake. It reminds me that life is so busy and while we are all on drastically different paths, we all have a way of cohabiting with one another and enjoying every challenge life throws at us. We humans are a hearty breed, indeedy.


3 02 2013

My recent obsession has been crepes.




Like, seriously.

It started in Bahrain but I have since become addicted. They are just so damn yummy. Last weekend in Denver I was at a place called Crepes a la Carte, which were the best I have had since returning to the states from overseas.


As luck would have it, my friend Kittie is a chef-in-waiting and came over this morning to show me how to make crepes!! It’s really simple actually, you just whisk pancake mix with a ton of milk (she uses soy milk), and then put in a frying pan on medium, ensure it is very thin, then top with your have flavor. Mine is nutella and peanut butter!