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Look around you. Is it neat and tidy? Well, it is time to clean up then! It is tough to conquer your depression when you are surrounded by stuff all the time. Most of it is probably useless anyway. I can almost guarantee it is all over the place – where you work, play and even rest.

When I say clean up …….

Read more about how to Clear a Space

This is a guest post.


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Quick, guys, what will two cents and a workout give you? Since the monetary investment will never break the bank, the follow-up is the meat of the equation. As a matter of fact, keep your two cents. They add up, you know, and if during every workout session, you keep two cents in your pocket, you will soon need another pocket. But let’s not celebrate just yet. Although the monetary investment is easy to bear, your time and dedication to the routine will cost some investment, but even then, the investment will offer a worthwhile benefit in about five weeks. Then you may celebrate.

A man’s man’s workout plan must challenge body and soul. There are plenty of routines designed to bulk you up, make you lean and mean, target specific body areas or replace fat with muscle. And there are routines that will require moderate to significant to exotic investment in workout machines down to easily expensed dumbbells and kettlebells.

A Man’s Man’s Two-Cent Workout Plan

Let’s concentrate on routines that actually cost two cents or less. The expense in time is not any more or less than would be devoted to the machines. You can be just about anywhere, dressed as comfortably as you wish. Devote thirty minutes per day, three to four alternating days per week. The following suggestions will increase your heart rate – these are aerobic in nature and will quickly get your heart beating at the rate which will challenge it to work safely but effectively – and burn the hiding calories uselessly lodged in and around muscle tissue. If you are overweight to any degree, it is suggested that you first consult with your physician to accurately assess your weight, heart rate, blood pressure and breathing rate and condition just to be sure you are up to your planned exercise routine. This is supposed to improve your life, not put it at risk.

Alternate the sequence of routines day to day, but do all three routines during a complete session. Rest one day between workout sessions. Ready?

Push-ups with an optional wrinkle: you know the regular routine. Lay prone on the ground, face down, hands flat on the ground beneath your shoulders, legs straight with feet resting on toes. Push up until arms are straight, and then lower your body to the ground. Repeat as often as you can for ten minutes, or alternate to the wrinkle in five minutes.

The wrinkle: rotate your body right or left along the body axis so that one hand is flat on the ground with arm straight. Hold the other arm straight up into the air. Now lower your body, bending just at the elbow until your flat hand and shoulder just meet. Repeat as many reps as you can over three minutes. Turn, place your other hand flat on the ground and repeat for three minutes.

Next routine: sit-ups. Lie flat on the ground on your back with your hands tucked beneath your head and your legs either flat or tucked up with your feet near your butt. Sit straight up using your abdominals, not by pulling your head with your arms. Fall back under control by the abdominals to the ground and repeat for ten minutes.

Next routine: squats. Stand straight, arms at your sides. Step forward with one leg and, keeping your upper body straight, bend down on that leg until the thigh is perpendicular with the ground and the other knee almost touches the ground. Push back to a standing position using the forward leg, then repeat the routine with the other leg stepped forward. Repeat for ten minutes.

Valerie Johnston is a health and fitness writer located in East Texas. With ambitions of one day running a marathon, writing for Healthline.com ensures she keeps up-to-date on all of the latest health and fitness news.
This is a guest post. The information and opinions are strictly that of the writer and not of the owners of this blog.

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Why do so many bad things happen to good people?  It seems like everything that can go wrong usually does, and we ask ourselves why?  I recently learned a lesson about faith that I wanted to share with you.  Last year, my father fell and broke his hip and he was taken to the hospital.  After surgery he couldn’t breathe.  As a nurse, I tried to fix everything.  At least I thought I could fix everything.
Daily I went to the hospital questioning the doctors, observing the nurses and staff.  I monitored everything I could possibly think of as a nurse.  I looked at lab work, vital signs, researched respiratory disorders, though my dad had none.  Nothing I did helped.  I went to church and asked several church members to pray for him.  My family and I called all our friends and asked them to help pray for my dad.  We asked other churches to pray.  We asked friends at work to pray.  Nothing seem to be helping.  Day by day we watched my father decline more and more.  He was put on a respirator and then all of his vital organs began to shut down.  He was hooked up to IV lines and NG tubes and the respiratory machine.  Day after day, the doctors gave us more and more bad news.  My dad’s kidneys weren’t functioning properly and they started Dialysis on him.

It seemed like the more we tried to fight him dieing the closer he got to it.  Yes, we had prayed but it didn’t seem to be working.  We asked ourselves if God was listening to us.  We asked if maybe God was giving us time to accept that he was going to take his life.  After two months in ICU, my dad was taken off the respirator and moved to a private room.  The prognosis wasn’t good.  The doctors and nurses were expecting my dad to die any day; and they wanted us to give up and allow him to die.  We weren’t ready to allow him to die.  We monitored him as close as we could when the doctor and nurses gave up on him ever recovering.  I never felt this type of sorrow in my life.  I became physically sick over worring about my dad.  I cried daily at work.  After becoming so physically exhausted from worry, I cried to God and told him that I couldn’t do it anymore.  I told him that I was ready to hand the reins over to him.  I told him that I was putting my dad’s life completely in his hands.  I wasn’t ready to let my dad go, but I knew that I was merely a human and God was in control of everything.

That night when I went to the hospital, my dad stopped breathing.  I ran to the hall and cried for the nurses to help him.  They began to work on him and quickly rushed him down the hall toward the ICU to intubate him again with a tube.  After a short pause, a nurse ran out and was yelling.  He’s going to make it.  He had a huge ball of mucus lodged in his throat and now it’s out.  He is breathing on his own.  Of course when the doctor came to the hospital he said that he didn’t think that the mucus plug would affect him that much and that he was still going to die.  I knew in my heart that God had touched my dad and I thought the doctor was completely crazy.  Today my dad is alive and well and he doesn’t require any oxygen to help him breath.  I believe that sometimes people go through things like this to help our faith.  It helped my faith that day when God healed my dad.  I believed in brought me closer to God too.  I know that he is an Almighty God and he is the creator of us all.

Written by Tracy Kauffman

This is a guest post. The opinions and views other the writer do not necessarily reflect the views and opinions of the blog or its owners and as such the blog and its owners cannot be held responsible for them.

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Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine that I would enter and complete the Argus, and I am happy to say that I have done it. In the process, it exceeded all of my expectations!

The one thing that totally made the whole experience was cycling with the Cows.The people organising the Cows made me feel so welcome and part of something great. The support from the Cows and the support on the side of the road was incredible. It shifted the focus from doing the Argus and trying to do an impressive time, to doing the race to help raise money for CHOC. Even though I cycled on my own, I never felt like I was on my own, there were always other cow cyclists around motivating me to keep on going.

The day started at sparrow fart, after not much sleep during the night. But waking up on the Sunday and thinking there are no more sleeps; the day is finally here definitely got me going. I get goose bumps thinking about it now.

The race was going so well until my chain came off. I must have had someone powerful watching over me to remind me to uncleet (take my shoes out of the pedals) before trying to work out how to fix the chain situation. I have a habit of forgetting to uncleet with the result of falling, entertaining to others but can be pretty painful.

I have never had to try and get the chain back on before. To make things more interesting, it managed to come off and get wedged between the gear and the frame of the bike. I managed to get it all back on like a total rock star and I was off again.

The scenery was totally amazing! There were certain parts along the race where there was a slight breeze off the sea and it felt like there was an air conditioner blowing, it was a welcomed addition.

Being from Durban and having never driven the route, I am not sure exactly where we were in the race,  but we had just come up quite a hill and we had reached the flat. We were all going a quite a fast pace, only to see a massive baboon on the side of the road trying to cross the road. That was all I needed, to be taken out by a baboon! Fortunately there were lots of conservation people keeping the baboons from crossing the road.

As the day progressed the heat increased. Some amazing people in the towns were spraying the road with their hose pipes, which was a total life saver. Throughout all the training and the morning I was worrying about Chapman’s peak and Suikerbossie hills. Let me tell you, NOTHING in the world can ever prepare you for Chapman’s or Suikerbossie until you have driven or cycled up it. I was so fortunate to be cycling with another cow at the bottom of Chapman’s peak and he helped me stay focused and keep going. There were many times when I wanted to get off and walk, but he was right there telling me to just put my head down and keep going. What I battled with on Chapman’s, besides feeling like i was cycling in a sauna (it was 42 degrees at the top of Chapman’s peak), was that I didn’t know how long it was. What happens is this: you look and see what you think is the end of the hill, put your head down and go for it, only to get there and see that you are not even half way! I conquered Chapman’s peak and so proud of myself for not giving up!


But after all that, I reached the finish line and that feeling of finishing and accomplishing something that I never thought I would have, it was totally worth it!Again the Cows were amazing after the race. There was no one asking what your time was, just congratulating you on finishing giving us a place to sit in the shade, something to drink and a burger.

I will definitely be back next year!


This is a guest post. The opinions and views other the writer do not necessarily reflect the views and opinions of the blog or its owners and as such the blog and its owners cannot be held responsible for them.

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To the well dressed black dude Who Tried to Mug Me on Durban Beachfront three nights ago:

I was the guy wearing the black denim jacket that you demanded that I hand over along with my wallet, shortly after you pulled the knife on my girlfriend & I, threatening our lives. You also asked for my girlfriend’s purse, rings and earrings too. I can only hope that you somehow come across this rather important message.

First, I’d like to apologize for your embarrassment when I drew my pistol after you took my jacket. The evening was not that cold, and I was wearing the jacket for a reason. My girlfriend had just bought me that Glock pistol for xmas, and we had picked up a new ‘fast draw’ shoulder holster for it that very evening. Obviously you agree that it is a very intimidating weapon when pointed at your head wasn’t it, especially when I blasted that one and only shot right past your right ear and out to sea?

I know it probably wasn’t fun walking back to wherever you’d come from bare footed with your ear bleeding and ringing like a church bell, since I made you leave your expensive shoes, Nokia cell phone, and wallet with me. That prevented you from calling or running to your buddies to come help mug us again.

After I called your mother, or “Mama” as you had her listed in your cell, I explained the entire episode of what you’d done, fortunately she spoke English too, and she seemed very shocked, said you worked at a local bank and would not do what I was telling her you had done. Anyway, then I went and filled up my petrol tank as well as four other people’s in the petrol garage on your credit card. The guy with the big V8 Jeep took R800 alone, and was extremely grateful!

I gave your shoes to a homeless guy outside Joe Kools, along with all the cash in your wallet. That made his day!

I then threw your wallet into the big 7 series Beemer that was parked at the curb … after I broke the windshield and side window and keyed the entire driver’s side of the car. I know that this bling car belongs to a local enforcer and bouncer.

Later, I called a bunch of phone sex numbers from your cell phone. Vodacom just now shut down the line, although I only used the phone for a little over a day now, so what’s going on with that?

Earlier, I managed to get in two threatening phone calls to the local ANC office and one to the bureau of state security (intelligence services) too, while mentioning President Zuma and Julius Malema as my probable targets. The state security guy seemed really intense and we had a nice long chat – I guess while he traced your number etc.

In a way, perhaps I should apologize for not killing you …. but I feel this type of retribution is a far more appropriate punishment for your threatened crime. I wish you well as you try to sort through some of these rather immediate pressing issues, and can only hope that you have the opportunity to reflect upon, and perhaps reconsider the career path you’ve chosen to pursue in life.

Remember, next time you might not be so lucky.
Have a good day!

Editors note: I hope that this is true!! The story goes that This Ad Was Placed in the Personal columns of a daily newspaper in Durban. There is no way of verifying whether that it actually happened or not. As I said before I hope it did! Because of this, the blog or its owners cannot be held responsible for any misleading information.

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This is something we should all read at least once a week!
Written By Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio

To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me.
It is the most requested column I’ve ever written.

My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:

1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick.

Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.
8. It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.
12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don’t compare your life to others.

You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye.

But don’t worry;  God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. But the
second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don’t save it for a special occasion.

Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ‘In five years, will this matter?’
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.
35. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back.
41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need
42. The best is yet to come.
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
44. Yield.
45. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.

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When More Is More

I recently attended an “expo” of the naked variety. I must explain, that this was my first time going to anything along these lines. For those of you that know me, I blushed the whole time. Even though the experience was an eye opener of note, I still had a good time.


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