Monday, August 01, 2011
The afternoon came on hot. The threatened clouds never materialized, just shimmering waves of heat and more heat.
A perfect day for battle.
Weapons in place we don our Clan Fangfacekitty colours.
We load the battle wagon with extra gear and answer the battle summons. Weaving in and out of the defenseless fleeing the carnage we catch our first glimpse of the killing grounds. We hear screaming as obstacles fall to the Warriors. It is not a sight for the faint of heart.
We receive our battle instructions and rendezvous with fellow Warrior MATTERJT.
Agreeing to split our forces so as to prevent a smaller target we separate. A final pit stop and gear check and we make our way to the battle grounds. The air is electric, super charged almost as Warriors await the approach of enemy obstacles. We do the Wave, we scream our battle cries and we're off!
Warriors all, we run enthusiastically to meet the enemy, brazening our way through the sand. We run headlong into the first obstacle, a maze of tires and junk cars. Fancy footwork sees us through the tires and we hurdle the cars. The first obstacle has been defeated!
The enemy was crafty, seeking to tire us out with all the sand on the trails but we are Warriors! We make it through and round the corner only to find ourselves on a narrow flooded trail. They tried to stop us with the floating logs but such things are nothing to the true Warrior. Obstacle #2 is trampled underfoot.
Leaping up onto the bank we continue ever onward. The enemy rightly has begun to fear us; we find our way blocked first by chest high walls and rows of barbed wire. We leap over and under in full pursuit, to then find our way blocked by a 20 foot high wooden palisade. Grappling hooks are thrown over the top and Warriors scale the wall. Obstacles #3 and #4 fall!
The enemy is now in flight from the horde of Warriors in full battle lust. The next several obstacles encountered quickly go the way of their predecessors. The cargo nets, the planks, the pitch black tunnel are left broken and bleeding for the vultures to pick clean.
Hot on the trail of the enemy we are led into the towering forest. In the flickering light it is hard to see what lies around the next corner...Ambush!
The enemy obstacles have erected a giant bungee cord spiderweb. We fight our way through, over and under the cords, working in concert with fellow Warriors to make sure no one gets stuck or left behind.
We go around another corner to discover that the enemy has tried to lose its trail by cutting through the swamp. The stench of rot and horse poop permeates the air, completely masking the enemy's scent. But we are not Warriors for naught and soon have located the faint tracks the enemy has left.
Braving the muck we follow their tracks through the swamp to find that they have turned the hillside to mud, hoping to trap us at the bottom. They have underestimated our resolve.
With brute strength we force ourselves through the slippery mud to the top of the fill to find it is only the first of several. Sadly we sustain a casualty, victim to the mud. Medics rush on to the field in a desperate battle to save his foot. A true Warrior, he urges the rest to avenge him as he is now out of the fight.
Leaving our fallen comrade to the medics we resume the chase. The enemy is desperate, they know we are out to destroy them utterly.
We scale the next wall and rappel down the side. Fools, they, thinking a Warrior would be halted by such an obstacle. We laugh in their faces as they turn and flee.
We know the end of the obstacles is nigh; redoubling our efforts we run headlong towards the next obstacle. Without pausing we leap onto the cargo net and climb to the top, over and down the other side.
The enemy has nowhere to hide. They torch the earth behind them, attempting to delay the inevitable. But it is too little, too late. Battle cries echo through the air as Warriors leap the flames.
Crawling through the mud and under the enemy's last defense of barbed wire the slaughter is ended.
We have triumphed.
WE ARE WARRIORS!
Thursday, July 28, 2011
It is now really, truly official. I received my warrior summons in my e-mail this morning. I will be running the Warrior Dash on Sunday at 4:30 pm. My daughter is also running.
MATTERJT is also running, at 4:00. We are going to try to meet either before or after the race. How cool is that?!
My mantra for the race: I will survive!
After all, how can I not when I now have my very own logo?
Monday, July 25, 2011
I am not!
Tonight was my 2nd time in the pool and I remember why I never really liked swimming.
It is a boat load of hard work!
MCJULIEO says there are 2 kinds of people...floaters & sinkers. I am definitely a sinker. Or maybe a half breed...my top half floats but my bottom half sinks. It makes doing the breast stroke interesting when my lower half is mostly vertical and my upper half is horizontal.
I end up concentrating on trying to get my halves aligned and forget to pay attention to my breathing...and snort up water. So then I pay attention to timing my breathing...and half of me sinks to the bottom.
I never really "learned" to swim, I sort of made it up as I went along, so I am sure I am doing many things wrong that probably make it harder. I hate getting my face wet or being underwater so I'm always holding my head up or side to side to avoid the water. and I manage to get what seems like half the pool in my ears.
I did 500 meters (non-consecutive, I take a 60 second rest every 25 or 50 meters) today though and 30 minutes of (my made up version) of water jogging.
I can hear Crazy Me Becky dancing around in the back ground chanting "We're swimming! We can register for a triathlon now!". I can see where this swimming thing is headed and FANGFACEKITTY is not pleased.
I made my ortho knee doctor appointment today. 8/22 is the soonest I can get in, which is really pretty fast for this doctor. He is very good and has been written up as one of the top 5 or so doctors in the region. He's the one who replaced my ACL back in 2007.
I've been researching possible knee conditions and think I have, in my completely amateur opinion, narrowed it down to 2 possibilities - osteoarthritis or I forget the formal name of the second option but it may also be known as "runner's knee". Both sets of symptoms are consistent with what I experience and my preliminary research shows that while rest helps it won't solve the problem. I'm preparing myself mentally for the possibility of needing to have the knee scoped at some time in the near future. In the meantime I don't think starting to run again or do karate will have cause major additional problems, just more of the same (I get momentary "twinges" / pain in the front of the knee, right below the knee cap, that basically just hit & disappear. It's not like I'm trying to force myself through constant pain). I will see how it feels after tomorrow night's class, and Wednesday's run at the track with the coach.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Recent blogs from ALANNAYH and JOMAMA516 have gotten me thinking again about how I'm using SP and being a member of the community.
I do believe I have become too proud...which has led to complacency...which is but a short nudge over the cliff edge to all the unhealthy habits (and lots of extra weight) I started with.
Here I am encouraging members to take and post before & after pictures to show their progress even when the scale gremlins don't show good numbers...yet I don't have my own progress pics posted.
Here I am encouraging members to stay strong and avoid the mindless night-time snacking...yet 3 days ago I'm opening a package of brownies to eat without thinking late at night (90 calorie Fiber One brownies but still...eating a few of those kind of defeats the point, ya think?).
Here I am encouraging members to track everything they eat so they can get control of their calories...yet I have not been recording everything I eat in the evening.
Here I am encouraging members to take a break from certain exercises when injured so as not to make it worse...yet I have continued running & karate knowing there is something not right with my left knee.
And so the scale gremlins have returned and I am under siege. I have gained & lost the same few pounds this last month, inches are not budging...and it is scary how easy it is to slide back into old habits.
OK, maybe not that bad, but still...I've only been talkin' the talk to an extent.
I want to hit my goal weight...and then see how much more I can lose (while staying at a healthy BMI, I have no intention of developing an eating disorder).
I want to earn my black belt...and then see what else I can accomplish.
I want to stop procrastinating and get things done, whatever they may be.
I want my kids' friends to say "Dude, THAT'S your Mom!?" in complete awe and for my kids to be able to say, "Yep, that's my Mom!"
OK, I admit to being vain but who doesn't get a thrill by having someone think they're hot?
I want to be a good example for my kids so they finish growing with healthy habits. I want to inspire my friends & acquaintances to adopt healthier lifestyles.
I want to have fun and enjoy life, to kick ass and take names and when I die have a eulogy of only 4 words...Damn, what a woman!
Not that I plan to die anytime soon, like Chuck Norris I quite simply won't allow it until I've accomplished everything I want to do LOL!
So...time to walk the walk in earnest again.
Progress pics are going on my Spark Page tonight, in all their glory.
No more late night mindless eating. Daily calories will stay within range. EVERYTHING I put in my mouth gets tracked.
I have taken a week off karate & running to give my knee a rest. Tomorrow I schedule an appointment with the ortho doc who did my right knee ACL replacement to find out what is going on. I suspect wear, not an injury since the symptoms started long before I started exercising, but the workouts haven't helped. I don't believe any amount of rest will correct whatever the problem turns out to be. And if the doc says no more running or karate......well I will have to weigh my options & possible consequences and see if I agree and what I will do.
Hey, I never said I could follow orders. There are zombies to outrun in Baltimore in October and a black belt to earn. I have a reputation to establish as a bad ass take no prisoners warrior babe!
Although the bunnies that treat my garden as a salad bar have been allowed to live and keep their home under my deck. See, I'm really a softie waaaaayyyy down deep inside LOL!
So, just like Nancy said..."These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do, one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you" (fat, unhealthy habits, your days are numbered!)
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