I survived.......

My Mom doing 50 Burpees
As you know , I started my week with a wonderful 3.1 mile hike on Monday then that evening ended up finishing my Monday getting food poisoning which put a damper on my plan to jump right back into my fitness routine.  The only change I am making is one less 'run' day which I will now call a 'Cardio' day until I feel my ankle is ready to take a pounding since I generally run on pavement.  God's way of holding me back, I am sometimes unable to do that myself because I just don't have it in me to quit.  Thursday I felt OK and was hoping to get to Cross Fit but ended up getting over booked that day to get caught up from being sick....Thank you again to my "Higher Power"  I'm sure I needed that extra day of rest.  So as of now, my schedule is Mon and Fri Cardio, Tues, Thurs and Sat. Cross Fit.

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This morning my Mom thankfully agreed to the 9 am class, as much as I would rather sleep in a bit longer, I really enjoy my Saturdays with my family, especially since Jay is still living in Susanville while he works and comes home on the weekends.  So today was officially my first day back, (I tried once but I wasn't ready).

Of course the 'Eye Candy" showed up as we were leaving...
We started with a warm up of running the Switchbacks up behind Mayberry Park.  As you can imagine, I was told to hike it, not run it.  It has been 8 weeks today since I fractured my ankle and I must admit, I have been a bit scared to re-injure myself because it was really a painful couple of months.  So I listened to Kat (My beautiful Trainer, I want to look like her when I grow up) for about 5 minutes.  I was listening to my body and my body told me to try to run.  I did for about 30 seconds.  Still too tight in my Achilles tendon, so I kept walking.  On the way up the switchback my body begged me to try again, so I did and even though it was uphill, my ankle let me go, but being 25 degrees out at that time, my lungs told me to stop.  Walking at a quicker pace now I was starting to feel good, actually great, not just physically but mentally, although I was completely aware of just how out of shape I had gotten.  It took 10 weeks to get where I was before my injury, and 2 weeks for it to be all gone.  Very discouraging but I will fight it head on.  I ran a bit but mostly hiked to the top to meet the others...(I wasn't last though!!! Yay Me!)  then Kat was sweet enough to make us do 100 back lunges.  Thanks Kat, because my ass has fallen and it can't get back up.  On the way down I felt warmed up and very inspired, my body said "RUN LIKE THE WIND!!"  I tried and ran most of the way downhill but the only wind I think that was happening was my lungs saying "Are you f'ing serious right now?" and my Mom's lips causing wind by saying "Be careful, Lisa, don't overdo it!"  Love you Mommy.  She told Kat to tell me to stop and Kat's response was "If she won't listen to her own mother, do you think she will listen to me?"   She knows me well.  But I WAS listening to my body and I felt great, so great in fact on the last stretch back, we all ran (slowly) in. I could have cried I was so happy, then I almost did when I saw the WOD (work out of the day) board.
Everything listed was followed by 100.....


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I was amazed at how well I did, as well as how out of shape I had really gotten.  I took it very slow, at that point I now needed to really modify so I didn't hurt myself, a very humbling experience for me.  Back to the black bands for the pull ups, the burpees I had to step back instead of jump and step forward and rather than jump up, I had to do toe raises.  The box jumps ended up being step ups, I use a lower box generally but I did choose a bit taller of a box since I wasn't actually jumping.  I completed all of those exercises, very slowly, the burpee to pull-ups I had to separate into two different exercises instead of all in one so those only ended up being 50 of each....Still hard after laying dormant for 8 weeks and the last exercise  I only got half way through were the straight legged sit-up....I got to 50 and it was time to stretch, which on the left was actually harder than the exercises themselves.  I have recently become obsessed with Lingerie Football and Kat said she can get me to look even better than those girls before Jayson and Guoda's  Geez you're a maniac)  And thank you God for slowing me down this week, I'm sure I needed that!

This weeks dream competition vote by commenting dream 1 or dream 2...

Channing Tatum, my kidnapper in dream one/mixed with Jax

After I came out of the Cabana

JAX......

Clay, he was in charge of my second kidnapping

Tig...Sergeant in Arms in charge of me in...

I have some crazy dreams.  I used to have night terrors nightly, part of my insomnia I imagine, since as long as I remember.  I can guess they started around the age of 8 (another story).

These are the two dreams I had this week that left me confused and amused.  I don't know if any of you analyze dreams or have a dream book, but both of them involved  being kidnapped by really bad boys who were REALLY nice to me.  So if you read this please vote in the comment  section of my blog or as a comment on FB on your favorite dream, and what you think it may mean.  I'm confused, amused and curious!

DREAM #1

Kidnapped by a bad boy who looked like a mix of Channing Tatum and Jax from SOA.  Not bad.  He put me in an old white utility van, he was wearing a wife beater shirt and I just kept telling him over and over...."I need to make a phone call so everyone knows I'm OK.  You don't understand I have a business and a family, I don't have time for this."  My kidnapper's response was " You are not taking care of yourself, nobody is taking care of you, quite worrying about it. I am taking you to a resort where you can rest."  Hm OK, Evil Kidnapper, that shut me up for about two seconds.
"UM, I have no clothing with me...I have nothing."  I said.  Hot dirty bad boy kidnapper says " I have it all taken care of , just quite worrying about everything!"
We get to the white sandy beached resort.  He sends me to the Cabana and says "Now go get into a bathing suit, you need to rest and some Vitamin D and I will have your book and a cocktail waiting for you, I will take care of everything you need."  My response..."I haven't shaved since I got this boot on 5 weeks ago, it's really bad..."  Kidnapper's response..." I don't care about that, you are beautiful just as you are, STOP WORRYING AND GET CHANGED!"  Me.. "OK but this isn't going to be pretty."  Oh it was bad, picture the Geico caveman on my legs and everywhere else, except jet black hair around 4 " long......I stepped out of the Cabana , the Kidnappers response..."ARGH!!!!!!"  I woke up.


DREAM #2

I got kidnapped by the Sons of Anarchy.  I was in a prison bus and we came to a police roadblock because they were looking for me.  Clay was in the front of the bus and looked at me and said "If they talk to you, your only response is to be 'Minty' , YOU GOT ME! 'MINTY', anything else will get you killed!"  I nodded my head.  He looked at Tig and said, "If she says or does anything that will cause a problem, handle it!" he gave Clay the biker nod. (That's one head bob for you civilians ;-*.
The officer came up to the van and was scared to come inside because of the SOA's so he handed Clay a megaphone and told him they knew there was a woman on the bus and they wanted me to talk to them.  He brought me the Megaphone and handed it to me with a 'you better obey or else look' and I started to talk into it.
"Minty...minty, minty.....Miiinnnty, minty , MINTY! minty, minty minty ..........................minty(very quietly) MINTY!" I repeated it in as many inflection's I could come up with and the police officer responded to them..."I don't what kind of drugs you are all on, but must be some good shit."  Then Clay gave him the megaphone and he left.  Tig looked at me as if I have just given birth to his first born child he was so proud of me...then he kissed me.......(yuk! I'm sure he's a nice guy, but why couldn't I have at least gotten that from Jax!)

Comment and chose Dream 1 or 2 and please, what the Hell do they mean???