Over Thinking Things

It has been four weeks since my last attempt at a push- up. . .

Anthony says that I am over thinking the push-up thing and that’s why I can’t do them. Okay, Anthony. When I first mentioned that I had a trainer I referred to him simply as “Tee.” Well, allow me to pause a minute and introduce the drill sergeant behind the ‘sweetheart’ smile. Anthony Gittens and the team at Element Fitness (www.elementfitness.net) are delightful. Anthony is somehow relentless and irritating while being completely gentle and supportive. He pushes and pushes yet you always feel cared for and listened to even though he is ignoring you. He’s knowledgeable and conversation is easy. And when I say easy, I mean easy.

Day one at the gym, about 15 minutes into my session, Anthony informs me that I need new sneakers and a new bra. He continues to tell me about a wonderful boutique in the theater district that will arrange a private fitter and fitting for me and provides the name and location. Now in NYC, a man offering fashion advice is not necessarily an odd occurrence – but a straight Marine. This was surreal and yet oddly comfortable. He delivered the information in a way that made me feel protected and not ridiculed.

That’s his style. He is friendly and direct; sternly caring and unforgivingly disciplined. And he does it all with a brilliantly warm smile and a big brother bear hug. I like Anthony. He is the ‘element’ between perceiving and achieving. And with each new ache and pain, I know I am achieving something. I am not always sure what, but I know I am at least achieving a new level of pain. And we all know, “no pain; no gain.”

But getting back to the push-up, what is my problem? I can’t hold the position; my arms feel shaky and tenuous. And when I’m on the bar or whatever that other thing is called, all I can imagine is busting up some part of my face – and there is nothing cute about that. This is so frustrating. . . . so I soothed myself with ‘Cheese’ and Fig stuffed French Toast w/ Raspberry Maple Syrup. Yum!

And here’s the deal, Challah bread makes the best French toast. It has a natural sweetness to it and you can cut one slice in half and that’s plenty for a single serving. I used one very ripe banana, equal parts vanilla soy and coconut milk, vanilla extract, ground cinnamon and nutmeg for the batter. On one half of a single slice of Challah bread, I spread tofu cream cheese and fig preserves on the other side; cut in half and fold. Batter and pan fry in a dry, non-stick skillet or bake in a 400 oven for approximately 15 minutes.

That’s all for now . . .

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