#cathe friedrich

[rhondagettingfit]

So proud of myself. I did 5 workouts last week. First time in, I don't know how many months I've done that.

This week starting off strong by picking a Cathe workout, I did the upper body part and then did a 15 min walk on the treadmill to get my steps up a bit higher

[rhondagettingfit]

Been slacking some, so I picked out a Cathe Live and did it today. Or did as much as I could cause no way I was able to do it all.

Mac was my gym supervisor and he was soaking up the glorious sunshine coming in through the windows

[rhondagettingfit]

I will soon have STS 2.0 in my little hands! This set will be shipped out very soon! I can't wait

[stephaniesdailywins-blog]

Prime Candidate For Haters List

While we fucking sweat and get fit and plow ahead with the type of focus this world hasn’t seen since Cathe Friedrich said Fuck You to her knee injury while shooting the SASH Series, we will hardly have time to focus on haters, detractors, but every once in a while, whilst knee-thrusting or j-jacking, we may take a second to pause and pop up a middle finger or two toward an especially virulent hater. 

Right now, there’s a Prime Candidate for The Haters List. His name? T.A. Doyle. What did he do to risk inclusion? We don’t really have time to get into that while we digest the watercress salad we had for dinner last night. 

We will, however, take a second to file a Gut-Feeling Report: One assumes T.A. Doyle couldn’t sleep last night, for two reasons. One, he had a sense this was coming. Also, he was still fuming from the hour-long argument he had with his neighborhood McDonald’s manager about the company’s decision (made in April) to nix the Deluxe Quarter Pounder. “I’ll see you in hell,” he probably shouted over his shoulder as he was being dragged to the McDonald’s door by at least two security guards and several patrons. “And I’ll see you in the morning for breakfast.”