“The funky shit?  What is the funky shit?”

Last night I was running on the treadmill, jamming out on my iPod, when my trainer walked over to get me and decided to take a look at what I was listening to.

Ok, so I love The Prodigy and that is a great song to run to, but I have wide and varied tastes in music…if she had backed up a couple songs she would have seen Busta Rhymes I Like Big Butts.  Yeah, don’t ask…it motivates me.

I find it interesting that when I post about underwear I will get a few comments and emails, but when I post about exercise I get tons of email.  Like yesterday, when I was talking about running the fun run, I received lots of email and suggestions on how to save my nipples.

There were also several emails that asked about, or talked about, motivation.  What keeps you going?  For me, it’s music.  If I have music, I can do anything.  My iPod has a variety of playlists for any need.  I have a list to keep me pumped and moving, one to calm me down, one to comfort me, one to make me happy, one to get my groove on, and one to get me in the mood.

I am also motivated by people…that’s why I work out with a trainer a couple times a week.  Some of my friends around town work out and we try to motivate each other as well.

What motivates you?  Do you have a thing for music?  Do you have a desire to fit into a sexy pair of briefs?  Do you want to look lean and strong in some great workout gear?  Do you need/want to get healthier?

With that being said, since we are picking up lots of readers who either work out a lot or want to, what can we do here at the blog (and at yourprivates.com) to help motivate you?

Shoot me an email at blog @ yourprivates.com and let’s see if we can work together to have a fun program in place for the new year so we can motivate each other.

Ok so maybe I didn’t shave them off, but I tell you what, it sure feels like it! My trainer talked me into doing the Jingle Bell Fun Run in downtown Houston this past Sunday, and today I am still suffering. My body hates me.

I should start off by saying that as much as I like to think I am into fitness and eating well and blah blah blah, I hate to run. Hate. Notice that capital H right there. That’s right: Hate.

The thing that suckered me in was the cause…well, maybe not the cause itself, but the fact that it was a cause. See, one of the things I decided I was going to do starting next year was to do good things. Or actually more good things. Spending a couple hours on a Sunday seemed like a good way to something good.

Still, it was running. I can run on a treadmill for 30 minutes to an hour, work up a good sweat, feel great at the end, and be refreshed all day. I ran 30 minutes on the fun run and thought I was going to die.

This isn’t the first run I have done before…I did do the Komen run and that was fun because it was so moving, but I wore the wrong clothing to that one, and the boys downstairs were none too pleased. I had some major rubbing action going on and was raw for about a week. Little did I know that running plus non protected environment could equal a good deal of pain?

This time I went prepared: I wore the C-IN2 Bamboo Jock Strap underneath the Go Softwear Work Out Pant. The Bamboo Jock Strap, in case you haven’t heard about it, is uber soft! It’s on the list of my favorite materials for sure. The fit was nice, and the cut didn’t rub anywhere odd. The workout pant was perfect, because it was frickin cold. The pants fit well and didn’t interfere with the run.

But what I didn’t protect were my nipples…the last time I ran I didn’t have a problem, but even today I feel like they have been shaved off. Every move I make is painful! Maybe next time I will tape over them or maybe try out the Go Softwear Bicycle Shirt.

Because I am on my kick to do good things, I’d like to start the conversation going with what you guys do to do good in the world. And how many of you do fun runs? And how do you save your nipples?

I now have a new need…I need a water heater that doesn’t run out of water.

Water is my friend; I love to shower, bathe, swim, SCUBA, float, walk in the rain and run through puddles. If there is any excuse to get wet, I’ll take it.

Today I decided to take part of the day off to help show my friends company around town. After I posted last night, we stayed up for hours all of us talking about who knows what, and they ended up being pretty cool. I figure today could be fun.

Anyways, I still woke up early. Habit I guess. So I went to the gym like normal, did my thing, spent some time in the hot tub, took a quick shower and headed home.

No one hear was awake yet, so I hopped back in the shower to wash away the rest of the chorine smell. The hot water felt awesome and the smell of my Billy Jealousy Ocean Front body wash gave me another boost of energy.

When I got out of the shower, the cool air made me very aware of every bead of water on my body. I took my time drying off, put on a mesh square cut trunk and a comfortable pair of jeans, and started writing here.

Should be a low key day, but fun all the same. I’ll be back to post the Monday Melee winner later.

Hope you all have a great Friday and a great weekend!

Some times I get myself into situations and I just don’t get how I end up there.

Last weekend one of my friends told me she had a bunch of college friends coming in this weekend and the number ended up being more than she had expected. I thought that was a good thing…meant people liked you more than you thought; however her feelings were different…she didn’t have the space.

What has happened now is that I have opened up my home to a group of people I do not know through the weekend; people that know I work in the men’s designer underwear field, but never really had that register.

They got here earlier today, I met them at my place so they could get cleaned up and rest some, and then headed back to work. Tonight we took the whole group out for a few drinks and dinner at a swanky new place just outside of town.

Just before we left I had a minor wardrobe malfunction; the clasp on my beltbuckle snapped and I was left with nothing really there to hold up my pants. Ok, no big deal, it’s just dinner and we’ll be sitting. It’s going to be fine.

I met everyone, we got to our seats pretty quick, and started to have a couple drinks. Since these are people I didn’t really know I thought it would be better to make sure I was drinking water in between mixed concoctions so I wouldn’t do anything stupid and embarrass my friend. Thing was, water may have been the dumbest thing I had done all day.

When I could no longer escape what I needed to do, I excused myself to the men’s room, found an open urinal, and started to go.

And go and go and go.

And then I lost my pants. Before I could even realize what happened, they slid right down and I had my Ginch Gonch Piggy Bottom Briefs and I was a little too busy to pull them up until I was finished. I was just going to have to wait it out; I put my hand on my hip and thought about how it was just perfect that the time I had a faulty belt was the time I chose to drink the most water.

It was at that exact moment that the door opened and half of my houseguest’s walked into the restroom and right into the line of site of my briefs.

I guess it was right then that they really made the connection that, yes, I really am in the fashion underwear business. After a short pause, a couple quick laughs, we all smiled, I finished up, and things were almost normal. Hopefully the rest of the weekend will be less interesting.

As some of you who have been with me for a while know, I switched gyms earlier this year. Just after I switched, things got pretty crazy around here, so when I have been going, I haven’t been able to spend a great deal of time there. I get in, do my thing, and get out again as soon as possible.

Now that things are slowing down and getting more normal, I have started to finally spend some quality time at my new gym.

Which has lead to a small problem, or maybe a small confusion: I don’t know what to wear!

The gym I belonged to before this was just a small gym near by that was open 24 hours. There was no locker room, no pool, no sauna, no juice bar, but there were tons of people you knew because it was just that small. Everyone there bonded some how, became friends through fitness, and it was just normal.

The owners of that gym sold out to a bigger chain, so now my gym is a giant two story monster with everything you could need except maybe a steam room and a whirlpool in the locker room (so I don’t have to walk all the way across the pool area).

I didn’t notice this until just this morning, but people dress very different here than at Small Gym. Here there are more people walking around in tight shorts and tight shirts, trying to show off in suburbia I guess.

And there is a locker room, something I haven’t used since college.

So my questions are:

What should I be wearing to work out in? I don’t want to show off like some gym rat and I want to be comfortable.

What kind of underwear do you usually wear when working out? I’ve hitting the gym harder than ever, and my regular briefs just aren’t cutting it.

What do you walk around the locker room in?

This last one I find interesting because I have actually seen some guys change into different underwear to wear around the locker room! Is that nuts, or do I need to start bringing more underwear to the gym?

What are your gym clothes routines?

…of the year that is.

Yesterday was Black Monday or Cyber Monday, depending on who you talk to. It’s traditionally the busiest day for online companies like YourPrivates.com.

Like most online stores, we have some great deals with more planned and all that. We’ve had a busy few months here and the last few weeks before Christmas will be just as busy as we fill Christmas orders.

Business for us was good too, and as the orders came in something hit me like a bullet. I have not even started my own Christmas shopping and I am helping other people do theirs every day!

I need to get on the stick.

Anyways, I want to know what you want for Christmas with an underwear twist. If someone special was going to surprise you with something sexy on Christmas Eve, what would you want to be surprised with?

(My choice? I’d like a new pair of Ginch Gonch Jolly Cocks briefs or this stainless steel chain from Urban Steel.

I was all excited about the cold weather, and then it left as quickly as it got here.  Sigh.

We are all wrong from time to time, sometimes it has to do with things out of control (like the weather), sometimes it has to do with life choices (like a college), and sometimes is has to do with the things we buy (like underwear).

Today I started my Christmas shopping and I have vowed to do it all online this year, but then I ran into a problem: too many choices.  For example, my nephew is 2 and really into trucks, so I wanted to buy him a truck.  I went to a big toy store here in town and looked at trucks.  Lots of trucks.  Aisles.  Of.  Trucks.

In a perfect world, lots of choice would mean that I could really get him the perfect truck, the one that is just right for him.  I thought it would really just jump out at me.  But it isn’t a perfect world and I found myself overwhelmed.

Maybe parents are better at this than I am, but I just didn’t know what to do.  So I started picking them up, touching them, looking at the details and that’s when I realized something, something that I think is really important.

I think stores, online and otherwise, need to recommit to making sure they only sell the best products.  I understand the need to have products in all price ranges so everyone can afford something they like, but seriously…some of these trucks wouldn’t have lasted a DAY in MY house and I don’t play with trucks!

Part of the problem with retail today is that we are offered too many choices because many companies believe they need to have everything to meet all needs.

Personally, I believe they should test products out and only sell things they can be proud of.  What do you think?

(By the way, ended up getting a solid metal truck kinda like the one in this picture…)

So where have I been?

A very good friend of mine from college got married this past weekend, so I left work early on Thursday and headed out of town for the wedding.

Yes I had a good time.

Yes, I know, I missed you too.

Now this got me thinking about weddings.  I think we have stuff that’s just fine and dandy for weddings.  Everyone always gives dishes, forks, blenders, knives or sometimes tools, but men are still really left out a lot of the time.

Why don’t people buy sexy clothes for men to wear on their wedding night?  Huh?  Why?

Well, since I didn’t know the groom until this weekend, and thought he might freak out if I bought him a pair of mens briefs, I instead opted for a set of plates and a Kama Sutra bedside box.  Both of which can be used for breakfast in bed, or a late night snack in the kitchen.

Hope the enjoy them!

It appears that a lot of people are taking off early today.  What about you guys?  Anything interesting going on this weekend?  Have great underwear plans?  Let us know!

How much are you willing to pay?

Anyone out there interested in very high end mens underwear?  What is your limit on spending for high dollar underwear?