Suzi, good luck on your belt test.
Kat, that's very scary. I'm glad it turned out OK. Much packing~ma to you.
One of my good friends is a CrossFit nut, but she doesn't subscribe to the Paleo diet. She likes her alcohol too much. Her husband occasionally moans that she loves CrossFit more than she loves him. She'll be participating in her second Tough Mudder competition in a year in September. Her strength and endurance are way up there now.
I believe everything in moderation. I'm not going to deny myself anything if I want it. Where it becomes difficult is knowing when to stop, e.g. a whole pint of Haagen Dasz is not really a good idea.
So tonight I managed to surprise myself at the gym. In two months, I've made larger strides than I ever did before when I half-assed an exercise regimen.
Tonight:
- 30 minute core strength class
- 40 minutes on the treadmill - fast walk first 0.5 mile, run next 0.5 mile, fast walk 0.3 mile, run 0.5 mile, fast walk and cool down 0.5 mile. Total miles 1.3 and ran at 15:42 pace, which is slightly faster than last time.
- 25 minutes on the StairMaster - climbed 50 (?!?!) flights of stairs and an additional 1.1 miles. (I am more convinced than ever that this machine is a medieval torture device.)
I celebrated by eating the delicious cannoli that my father brought back for me from Villabate pastry shoppe in Dyker Heights, Brooklyn. The last one was in December, so it's not an everyday occurrence.
One of my nuns had her back turned to a Bunsen burner and her veil caught on fire. All girls school. Much screaming mixed with laughter. No real harm done, just a fun memory.
So tonight I managed to surprise myself at the gym.
You kicked serious butt! Which may be a sore butt tomorrow. Really, though -- that's awesome. How do you feel? Like Wonder Woman?
Thanks Maria. I did two group classes today, normally I'm lucky if I make two a week.
K is super happy that the Kings won the Stanley Cup.
It was 105 here today, no one should be playing hockey anymore.
It was 80 here. I know because we were evacuated to the field. Another video of the evacuation: [link] The two teachers who went to the hospital are friends of mine. I was talking to one group after they had left their classroom to the extra room and then as they evacuated the building, I was the last one out because I wanted to snag some extra chips. I have priority issues.
Right now, all three children + K are watching people skate around with the Stanley Cup.
Man, I really want to watch the midnight showing of the new Batman movie. But I would have to take the Friday off to make it vaguely possible. I haven't seen a midnight showing since...maybe the last Batman? Or was it Return of the King? Either way, I do need to get my hand in before The Hobbit.
I am *so* out of shape that doing 11 flights down made my legs shake every time I locked my knees. Friday. But it already feels better that when I did 10 today they did not.
My approach to exercise has always been that the first time back you go in at the deep end, and you definitely hurt afterwards. One of my physical training sessions, the trainer said that that was explicitly unnecessary, but--that's how krav people are, right? If it's not hurting, it's not working.
It's really humbling that something that doesn't take it out of me to do could still have that effect.
K is super happy that the Kings won the Stanley Cup.
I commented to the SO as things were escalating that K. must be having a blast.
