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Back Where I Belong. March 13, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — mommie2zs @ 2:15 pm

It seems like a lifetime ago that I’ve written here.  It has been many, many months, and they coincide with the auction at church.  The auction is over, and a great time was had by pretty much all.

And now I get to settle back into my regular life, which includes being with the children both physically and mentally, and I’m so grateful.

The auction largely takes over my life from approx. September-early March, and it becomes a full family activity.  Zoe is tired of the auction by about November, largely because she is the child that most recognizes my difficulty in leaving tasks half-finished, and turning to something new.  This year I chaired the auction alone, by choice, and that won’t be happening again, so this next year will be that much easier.

But, regardless, the auction is through for this year, and the children and I are back to our regularly scheduled lives which is bringing me even more joy than it regularly does.

Get ready for regular updates on our Adventure Days!



Will You Take It For Me?

Filed under: Uncategorized — mommie2zs @ 12:26 pm

Childhood innocence and brilliance can be stunning.

When Noa is falling asleep, she frequently has a mini-bad dream in that brief space between being awake and being asleep.  When that happens, she’ll say to me,  “Mom, I just had a bad dream.  I want to give it to you.  Will you take it?”

I, who am snuggled in next to her, always respond.  “Yes, I’ll take it for you.”

“Sank you,” she says, and promptly drops off to sleep.

What a simple way to deal with scary things.


Something Very, Very Hard… March 10, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — mommie2zs @ 1:52 am

I did something very hard today.

For time:

If you aren’t familiar with CrossFit speak, these lines mean little.  If you are, then you know.

To the uninitiated, this morning’s workout involved jumping up onto a 20″ high box 100 times, then swinging a kettle bell that weighs 36# approx. 200 degrees from straight above my head to between my legs, and finally, attempting to jump over a jump rope making two complete circles around my body while I was in the air, 100 times, all while being timed.

I did not sleep very well last night, knowing this workout was coming.  It had the potential to be my first time–ever–completing a CrossFit workout as prescribed.  I was sore for the previous day’s workout.  Box jump are very tough for me, as anyone who has ever seen my horizontal leap can understand.  (Leap is a misnomer in my case.)  I generally make a very guttural grunting sound every time I make my jump onto the box.  I’d done that kettle bell weight before, but never 100 times.  And though I’ve got the rhythm figured out for DU’s, they weren’t consistant.

The internal monologue went something like this:

There’d be no shame in not going.  I’m sore.  That’s a valid reason.

Buds is going to go.  I’ll be so upset and disappointed with myself if I don’t go.

What if I truly can’t do it.  I’ve always had scaled WOD’s, but I’ve NEVER not finished one.

One hundred box jumps?  Good grief.  That’s a lot of box jumps.

It’s been a long night with the kids.  I’ve been up with all three of them at some point.  That’s a good reason not to go.

To heck with it.  I need to do this!  Mostly because I’m scared, but I’ve got to do this.

So, I did.  Buds got up, and went to the 6 a.m. workout.  I was awake at 5 a.m., too anxious to go back to sleep.  I got ready to go to the gym, cleaned the living room, worked on cleaning the kitchen, tried to think positive self-affirmations-whatever those are.  Buds came home sweaty and exhausted.  I jumped in the car and drove to the gym.

And then, I did it.  Eileen and Francesco were in the group with me.  Mehdi was the trainer.  I was not fast, and it took a lot of spirit, but it didn’t kill me.  In fact, it wasn’t really bad at all.  I was able to maintain sets of at least 5 for everything, and the box jumps I was doing in groups of 10.  CrossFitters will know that that is pretty good.  It’s when you can only do things one rep at a time that you are really hurting.

Francesco finished nearly 10 minutes before me, Eileen about 5.  This meant Mehdi had time to come and stand in front of me and count reps for me, which is a blessing and a curse.  Mostly a blessing, though.  With about 30 kb’s left, Mehdi was standing in front of me, and I looked at him and said, “This is my first rx’d,” and he said, with a huge grin, “I was just about to say that!”

So, I finished.  Not just finished…triumphed.

Tomorrow’s WOD:

AMRAP in 12 minutes of:

  • 8 C2B Pull Ups
  • 4 Front Squats (155#/115#)

Core – 50 Reverse Hypers

My PR for a front squat is 95#, so I won’t be doing rx’d tomorrow, and that’s just fine.  I’ve tasted the ripest fruit, and there’s no going back.