The good news, I didn’t have to get up at 4:30am.The bad news, I needed to be up before 6:30, but somehow my body seemed to disagree. This made an already crazy day just flat out insane. I hit the gym shortly after 7:00am and thank God it was not an overly time consuming workout. I managed to slam out my workout and get to the karate school a few minutes late. I set a land speed record changing into my uniform and hit the floor. JF was running class and he decided to join the list of individuals trying to help me get in shape (and by that I mean kill me) More kicks, more punches, you know, stuff a Black Belt should be able to do and normally I can, but at this point every single muscle and joint I have were revolting against me.
For better or worse I could only stay for the first hour of class, I had somewhere else to be. That somewhere was at a local Cross-Fit gym. (If you are unfamiliar with Cross-Fit, I highly recommend you take five minutes and look it up on Google or YouTube.) I was there at the request of my trainer, KB. While I do not do Cross-Fit, she does and she requested a few of us come up and “support” her in a competition she had. Basically we all yelled and screamed at her. And come on, who hasn’t wanted to yell and scream at their trainer? I’m not going to lie; in the back of my mind was this little voice that said “Be careful! The woman you are screaming at will write your workouts for next week!” Having said that, I was pretty reserved at the beginning, but it didn’t take long for me to get totally caught up in the energy and excitement of the event. The whole thing only lasted about 15 minutes, but it was both amazing and inspiring!
After the Cross-Fit fiesta, MK and I headed over to a local bike shop to kill off some time and a little cash. We had a blast wondering around looking at all the gear and of course the bikes. MK just got a new tri-bike, but for the sprint tri I’m doing, my current bike will get the job done. We talked at length about the sadistic individuals who design and make bike seats. MK describes her new bike’s seat as having “teeth”; I think I’m concerned about this! All in all, it was a great morning, and I was
As much as I’d have loved to go home and get some much needed rest I had to head over to our family farm. Have I mentioned that we have a farn and a greenhouse and for the most part I run it? We are a hydroponic greenhouse (this is yet another opportunity for you to use your mad Google skills) and on the agenda for today was to finish the installation of a new heating system. Involved in this little project we have me (obviously), my aunt (JR) and my mom (Mom) between the three of us we were able to get the job done pretty well and it wasn’t overly difficult, just time consuming. In the end I spent the better part of four hours up on a ladder. Keep in mind; my legs were completely shot when I got there.
Once everything was installed we of course tested the heating system and life seemed to be pretty good. We were starting to clean everything up and getting ready to head out when the roof came off, literally! Seriously? For the love…! The weather was horrific! We had high winds, sleet and freezing rain, a winter weather advisory and were to expect up to four inches of snow (welcome to spring in Ohio!) It would seem the wind somehow got under the roof plastic and decided to relocate it. We had about ¼ of the roof plastic literally flapping in the wind. So how did I finish out my Saturday? Soaking wet and freezing cold, 16 feet in the air on a ladder covered in mud and ice, in the
wind, rain/sleet, fixing the greenhouse plastic! It took almost three hours, but I managed to get it fixed…for now.
In the end I managed to drive my freezing cold, soaking wet, completely exhausted butt home for a long hot shower, some dinner and a very early bed time! I have a sneaky suspicion that my major accomplishment for tomorrow will be finding a way to simply stand up!