Oh, Holy God:

 

I have four days before our wedding.

Yesternight’s Workout:

 

x5

10 jump squats
1min reverse plank
100m sprint
30 sec L-hang
20 mountain climbers
1min plank

 

Oooo, wobbly.
We are soooo wobbly today.
I like this combination of fast and slow–
it’s tricksy, Baggins.

Yesternight’s Workout:

 

(and what I can remember of Friday’s workout…)

Friday:

x4

20 squat passes (#20 KB)
1 hill run (200m) (I did 20#KB Clean and Press, 6 each arm)
10 butt swishes, L/R
20 walking leg circles

 

Tuesday:

x3

10 burpees
20 mountain climbers
10 star jumps
10 bench jumps (I did KB presses)
10 toes-to-bar
L-hang rotated with
10 20# KB snatch

 

Biaggio came to join the crazy tonight!
Yay! MOAR FRESH MEAT!!!

(…We’ll see how the busted ankle feels today
after doing those star jumps…)

Yesternight’s Workout:

 

x5

The Slow Burn

(Every exercise is to be done slowly and deliberately,
focusing on form and balance.)

5 hip flexor dips (L/R)
10 up-and-overs (formerly called leg lift and lower)
1 min plank
1 min reverse plank
10 sumo squats
10 hindu pushups

 

We made it through all five rounds, wutwut!

Yesternight’s Workout:

 

x3

10 Lateral Pushups
20 Lunges (I did squats)
10 Leg lift and lower
1 200m hill run (I did 10 20# KB thrusters and 6 KB snatches, each arm)
20 sit-ups

 

Not bad.
Not bad.

My friend Kevin (who got me into Crossfit) is also suffering a foot injury,
so we were making jokes about how gooooood our abs are going to look by the time our tendons heal.

(Also, does anyone have suggestions for decreasing wrist pain
while doing push-ups?
I’m fine, but The Artist Formerly Known as The Roommate and The Boyo have pretty bad wrist pain when they’re doing push-ups, and it would be nice to have a solution for them.)

Yesternight’s Workout:

 

(Wednesday’s workout, really.)

I kicked a zombie on Sunday
and totally effed up my ankle,
so I did a rather separate workout from The Boyo and The Roommate.

Theirs:

x4

15 jump squats
15 push-ups
15 knees-to-ees
15 burpees
100m sprint/run

 

Mine:

x4

15 hanging sit-ups
5 pullups
15 hollow body rocks
15 tricep dips (prolly not the *best* idea, since I am on crutches…)
15 leg lift and lower
5 toes-to-bar

 

Honestly?

I really missed actually working out with Jessie and Ben.
I will take burpees with friends any day over an equally punishing workout alone.

Au Revoir, Faire:

 

Truly,
one of the best years I’ve ever had.
I found new friends,
wore a ridiculous costume,
and made people laugh.

 

Alexis, Morgan, Rick, Jane, Brian:

Thank you.

You are my most favorite Frenchies.

Kev and MoMo–thank you for inspiring me to be better at acro.
Loved watching the two of you perform.

 

Jane, called Grenadine.

 

Morgan, also called MiMi–because it is all about Mimi, you know?

 

Zee Kevin.

 

Zee Astronomer.

 

Je t’aime.

 

Vee are not MIMES! OH MON DIEU.

 

Merci, mes amies. Merci.

Yes. This. Yes.

 

What I Meant to Do

 

To my girl friends,
who have held me and loved me at my most unlovable,
some of whom are mothers themselves,
the kind of mothers I pray to God I might become someday;
to my girl friends who aren’t mothers,
but are sisters of my heart,
who keep me close
while my own sister is so far away.

To my education professors, to my pastor’s wife,
to the women in my church who take my breath away
with their faith and kindness;
to The Bloggess, to my dance teacher;
to all of the women who taught me that grace is better than anger
(even if I’m still Bad at That),
that it is Okay to be smart and funny and…

that God doesn’t just love women who are all doilies-and-teacups;
that it is Okay that I am not my mother’s Perfect Daughter.

 

Thank you.

I love you.

Happy Mother and Sisters’ Day.

♥

Yesternight’s Workout:

 

x5

10 knees to elbows
10 butt swishes, each leg
10 KB Thrusts, rotated with planks
(I also did handstands)
10 spiderman pushups

(Titus and Staci joined us tonight! Fresh meat! Fresh meat!)

(I finished with five pullups and a 35 second handstand.)

I Kissed a Weasel, and I Liked It:

 

Well, not quite.

Because I don’t know how many *other* people have kissed
Her Juanitaness,
and I didn’t want Jenny to think that I’m weird or gross
or possibly hitting on her taxidermy.

But Juanita and I did cry out to the heavens together:

 

OH THE HUMANITY!

 

LauraJane kept her distance, sensible girl:

 

 

I can’t believe I even considered skipping this
(realized I triple-booked myself for last night,
with handbalancing class, The Bloggess,
and an art show in Culver City),

because Jenny?

Is amazing.

And funny.

And down to earth.
And willing to admit her frailties and fears.

I love her for that.

Oh, that's Soleil Moon Frye wearing the Loubies on the right. Punky Brewster barely comes up to my elbow, y'all.

 

I don't know if you can see them well, but The Bloggess is wearing a necklace with fuzzy rabbit scrotum. Which apparently is singular, like "Moose".

 

The Bloggess suffers from anxiety, depression, and RA,
among other things,
so seeing a woman who was probably in pain for the entire two and a half hours
that she talked, answered questions, signed books, and gave hugs
just be so present with grace and a ridiculously well-endowed sense of humor?

I admire Jenny Lawson more than ever.

Lady,
you are my heroine.

Thank you.

 

Wonderful woman. Thanks for letting me hug you.

 

(Also,
Knock, knock, Motherfucker)

There was this amazing moment during the panel where *everyone* was holding up a chicken of one sort or another. We sincerely regretted *not* bringing Laura's Chicken Hat and Purse Twin Set.