I wasn't going to blog about this weekend yet here I am. I have an experiment I am doing today that has 10, 15 minute washes. Bleh. Lots of down time where I can't really do much more than read emails or check FB or blog so here I am. This weekend was pretty good again, as I sound like a broken record, despite the lack of a single Q. Was fun watching lots of my friends with their successes. Many of them are really hitting their strides and qing like crazy. Several got their first QQs this weekend and some even got multiple QQs. With my trainer now in their neck of the woods, their hard work is really showing. Tried to get some of my runs video taped. The only run I got on tape was a standard run in which he had no bars (figures) but missed his weave pole entry. It was a super tight entry from a tire where if you pulled too tight, they missed but if you sent out too far to line them up better, there was an off course tunnel that caught them. It was the part of the course that got everyone, one way or another.
There was only one run the whole weekend that I absolutely want to forget. It was partly my fault, partly his. I hate courses that you walk and you get super excited about because you feel like it is a totally doable course. Give me super hard, super tricky, there is no way I will get through this alive any day of the week because with those courses comes 0 expectations. This course had so many expectations on it that I was super nervous going to the line. I had planned a three jump lead out with a moving front cross. There was an off course tunnel right at that spot so an ill timed FC would send them right in the tunnel. I usually lead out and when I get to the spot, I look over my shoulder and release him. Probably due to nerves, I looked over my shoulder way to early, which i never do and he took that as a release cue. Now, okay is his release cue so I should have pulled him for doing that but I must admit, I should probably stop doing the moving release,should probably go back to stopping in position, looking at him and then saying okay. I didn't really even release he fully released himself till we met each other at the second jump. Why I thought I could get that FC in still was beyond me. My brain was not functioning so i tried to rush to get the FC, sent him in the tunnel, tried to pick him up and continue on course, made him miss two jumps and the weave pole entry. Called it quits after that. We left the course together, happy as it was my fault for the train wreck WAY more than his fault.
Had a gorgeous standard run sunday, one that you dream about. Tight, efficient, full of wonderfulness but he couldn't hold onto the table. I tried to yell out wait as if yelling and pointing would magically help him hold on but he just couldn't do it. Oh well. We had been discussing collection before the table since it was on a big outrun loop but I just felt like he would read my decel and hang on. He didn't:( Never the less, it was an awesome run and I was proud that we got the part that was biting most other handlers without a hitch and he got the weave pole entry after running full out extension for 4 jumps.
Had three runs with bars. The first two on friday were really nice, but bars in both. I did a verbal correction but that was all. Was fully prepared the next day to take him off and poof, no bars. Was good sunday in standard with no bars but then had one in jww but i didn't even hear or see it so missed an opportunity to mark it or correct for it. I will continue with a verbal correction and see where it takes us.
The best part of the weekend, other than nice runs and my favorite vendors at which i spent a ton of money, was the fact that my mom came up from TN to watch and help me take care of andrew. I have gotten to where if I can't take andrew, I don't want to go, but at the same time taking him is a monumental task and I need all the help I can get. I go home at night from the shows exhausted but happy because I love my little man. Mom did it all this weekend from changing and feeding to holding and getting him to nap while I walked and visited and shopped. Bought her a cute shirt from my fav vendor but that little shirt doesn't even begin to repay what I owe her for this weekend and week. Poor little man is teething something fierce. I think he has at least 3 if not more teeth all coming in at the same time. He doesn't want to go to sleep at night and is getting up super early so he has kind of been a grumpy mess. She has been keeping him during the day, all the while cleaning our house, playing with our dogs, cooking at night, and doing laundry. This women is a super hero! I so wish she was closer, not to use her more (although that part would be nice too LOL) but so she could see andrew continue to grow and change. Just in a week, he has really gotten good at balancing while pulling up and now will hold on with just one hand and will cruise. I think we are really close to getting the standing down without help and next come walking (BIG gulp). He is already terrorizing the dogs with his walker that he now goes forwards and backwards in quite well. They still seem to get their feet run over as they don't realize how fast he can move. Shows will be harder once he does start walking. Now he is quite content being held or being in his stroller, but I imagine we will have issues when he wants to be down and walking all the time. I trust most dogs but not all and would hate to put anyone's dog at risk for any nasty behaviors just because they have never been around kids, especially mobile, shaky little kids.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Bars
Bars. Not the kind you drink in. The kind you knock. Lots of bars. The story of my weekend. Beautiful runs with stinky little bars. Usually 2 a run. The footing was good. Thinking. Plan of action is? Not sure. Had him adjusted by his chiropractor saturday after his runs. No big issues were found, lots of little kinks. Sunday = no bars. I would like to think it was due to the adjustment, but monday he had bars again. Although, the footing was deeper monday but i digress. Kind of weird, was happy with every single run. Got a Q in JWW and that is tough for me and deuce. Even got a second place by like .1 of a second. We don't Q much period so one Q a weekend is happiness for me. More happiness is in sync runs and boy were we in sync. So much so that every off course was me sending him to that exact location. Good dog. Looking forward to the show in two weeks. Still contemplating bars. Both kinds:)
Thursday, April 4, 2013
There is always next year
Was just reading one of my favorite blogs and she had said her new statement that she says routinely is "I'm Fine". Well I guess I have a new motto or statement too, "there is always next year". I find myself saying this over and over and over. We are planning our big trip that we take once a year for tony's work meetings. This year it is in vegas and I am really excited because I have never been. Basically while he is in meetings all day, I get to do whatever I want till he gets out and then we get to go out and do stuff together. The company pays for our hotel and tony's airfare and all I have to pay for is my airfare and food. It's a really sweet deal and I had a blast in new orleans the last time we went to this meeting. Heck this year, may just lay in bed all day and drink and eat since the kiddo will be with my mom in KS. The only bad part is, I just checked the dates and well, it is the same week as USDAA nationals. Kind of relieved, kind of sad all at the same time. Relieved that I don't have that pressure to get to as many USDAA shows as i can that are 6 or more hours away. Relieved that I don't have to obsess about grand prix and steeplechase anymore and can just go out and have fun. You see something has changed within me and I hate to admit it. I feared this and have fought it tooth and nail but now it is here and i am going to embrace it. I don't want to leave my baby anymore routinely on weekends and if I can't take him with me for whatever reason, I probably won't go. The pull of dog shows, my passion, my obsession is being overridden by another more powerful feeling. I love my little baby and I want to be with him all the time. My work and teaching hampers this a little bit and of course the weekends I am gone for three days really suck. So, there will always be next year. Hopefully I will be able to train more now that the weather is warmer and it is lighter later. Going to just take the handful of shows that I do go to and make the most of it and have fun. Just read yet another post today of yet another dog that is injured and out for a while so just going to have fun with what i have, celebrate a healthy dog that I love dearly and hopefully plan for next year:)
Monday, March 4, 2013
What a weird weekend
Put this down in the books to one very weird weekend. I was suppose to go down to Wichita (about a 2.5 hour drive) on Thursday night with Andrew and deuce. Wednesday night, deuce started shaking his head and panting about 1 am. I got up and checked his ears and sure enough, one ear was very goobery with some black foul smelling stuff coming out. Great. He has never had ear issues before so I filled his ear with epiotic and cleaned what i could out with several q tips. Made a mental note to call my vet in the morning if he was still restless/shaking his head. Well of course, by the morning he seemed fine so I went about my life and went to work. When i got home, he was back to panting/shaking his head so called my vet at 5:13 pm and begged to have him look at him. He had a slight yeast infection in the one ear and the canal was very inflamed, probably from him digging in it with his foot. The other ear looked fine with minimal yeast/inflammation. They did a deep cleaning and gave him a steroid shot to help with the inflammation. Then they told me the good news. He would probably drink water all night and have to go out multiple times. Huh? I can't do being in a hotel by myself with a baby and be taking a dog out multiple times a night. Called my friend in a panic to see if she could cancel the room, which she did. Whew. Decided i needed to stay home and deal with this at home. At least if he had an accident, we had wood floors. .
Anyway, got up at the butt crack of dawn and loaded Andrew and deuce up and headed to Wichita. Made the trip fine, no potty breaks for deuce and a sleeping baby pretty much the whole way. Got to the show site and set up and started walking the courses. Noticed that the dirt was a little loose but didn't think anything about it. Didn't even put my cleats on. BIG mistake. Ran T2B first which I love to use as a warm up. Almost fell 3 times!!!!! Deuce had like 5 bars and we watched team after team after team decimate the course. I am pretty surefooted and agile and I almost biffed it so I know the footing was super bad. JWW was next and I was beginning to think this was a huge mistake to even try to run. He had one bar and a beautiful run so that made me feel a little better. Standard had a HUGE pull to the close end of a tiny tunnel after a long straight line. I figured if led out enough and pulled, he would get it. He ignored the pull as he usually does and made a bee line for the wrong end. In hindsight, as far as I lead out, I could have done a FC on the landing side of the jump to help him but you know what they say about hindsight. Oh well, the rest of the run was gorgeous, well except for him not reading an ill timed, ill performed ketcher but i will take it.
Got back to the hotel room and went out to eat at the cracker barrel at which Andrew at dumplings, green beans and mashed potatoes. BOY is this kid growing up too fast. Was back at the hotel, had Andrew on the bed, turned my back for a second and he fell off. This is the first time he has ever fallen off of anything so I was very, very upset. Glad my roomie was very calm and kept me calm. Tried to remember what we tell students about their dogs falling off of obstacles but i was literally sick to my stomach with worry. Some part of him hit the ac unit and that thud is still stuck in my head and will take a long time to go away. I know you can't wrap them in bubble wrap but the rest of the weekend, he pretty much played on the floor the whole time unless I was in bed with him with a hand on him.
Didn't get much sleep that night worrying about him so figured Saturday would be interesting. Got a Q in T2B and beat some really nice dogs for my first run of the day. Still only got 8 points but it was a nice proactive handling run. JWW was next and we had a line of three jumps with a 180 going back the other way. There was a nice off course jump after the 3rd jump in the beginning line just calling their name. I knew if I didn't time it right that he would go full speed ahead and not read my lateral motion on the 180. So the opposite happened, i didn't support the third jump enough so he skipped it completely and came with. Nice read of lateral motion Mr. deuce! The rest of the course was nice till he dropped the last bar which was a double. Beginning to get a little nervous about this dropping doubles and triples. Standard again had a very hard pull to the end of a very short tunnel. He got the pull but spun in front of the tunnel and then went in. SO weird. He never gets refusals on tunnels but i remember as he was going to the tunnel i shouted GO WEAVE so maybe he was wondering where the heck the weaves where? Again the rest of the course was beautiful, no dropped bars per what happens when the mistake is on me. Took Andrew back to the hotel and just hung out and played the rest of the afternoon. Missed dinner because he was napping but got dinner later at mcds and got some ice cream which Andrew thoroughly enjoyed!
Woke up around 3 ish with a massive sinus headache. Couldn't get in any position to help the pressure. Finally got up and started pacing, was in so much pain. I knew if I didn't get relief soon that I would be puking. My roomie woke up around 4:30 and found me some advil. At that point, I was just praying i could keep them down long enough for them to work. Some how managed to keep them down long enough for the pain to go away but the stomach was already upset so I prayed to the porcelain gods for a while. I knew there was no way I could run my dog but I had no clue how I was going to drive 2.5 hours back home either. I some how rallied myself into some adrenalin high and post puking, drove home. It was the longest 2.5 hours I have ever driven but I made it safely home. I regret not running my dog but I don't think I could have handled the dirt again. The weird thing was, it didn't seem dusty in the arena at all so not sure why the sinus impaction. I have trialed for almost 13 years in dusty arenas and it seems like now, post pregnancy, I get sick every time I am in a dusty arena. It usually happens post show but this time it happened mid show. I really don't know what to do about this. There was a show in Lincoln the same weekend with about the same driving time but i hate the roads from here to Lincoln. All backwoods and scary and no shoulders to pull off on if you have car trouble or if you need to console a baby. I have an older van with much mileage so I prefer to stay on well traveled roads, least I break down.
Anyway, it was just a weird weekend. The courses were super nice, fun yet challenging but the footing was super crappy. The club tried everything to remedy the situation so I feel really bad for them as I am sure there was backlash. Need to figure out how to remedy this whole getting sick issue. I just don't have time to be sick thanks to being a mommy now and having another life form dependent on me.
Anyway, got up at the butt crack of dawn and loaded Andrew and deuce up and headed to Wichita. Made the trip fine, no potty breaks for deuce and a sleeping baby pretty much the whole way. Got to the show site and set up and started walking the courses. Noticed that the dirt was a little loose but didn't think anything about it. Didn't even put my cleats on. BIG mistake. Ran T2B first which I love to use as a warm up. Almost fell 3 times!!!!! Deuce had like 5 bars and we watched team after team after team decimate the course. I am pretty surefooted and agile and I almost biffed it so I know the footing was super bad. JWW was next and I was beginning to think this was a huge mistake to even try to run. He had one bar and a beautiful run so that made me feel a little better. Standard had a HUGE pull to the close end of a tiny tunnel after a long straight line. I figured if led out enough and pulled, he would get it. He ignored the pull as he usually does and made a bee line for the wrong end. In hindsight, as far as I lead out, I could have done a FC on the landing side of the jump to help him but you know what they say about hindsight. Oh well, the rest of the run was gorgeous, well except for him not reading an ill timed, ill performed ketcher but i will take it.
Got back to the hotel room and went out to eat at the cracker barrel at which Andrew at dumplings, green beans and mashed potatoes. BOY is this kid growing up too fast. Was back at the hotel, had Andrew on the bed, turned my back for a second and he fell off. This is the first time he has ever fallen off of anything so I was very, very upset. Glad my roomie was very calm and kept me calm. Tried to remember what we tell students about their dogs falling off of obstacles but i was literally sick to my stomach with worry. Some part of him hit the ac unit and that thud is still stuck in my head and will take a long time to go away. I know you can't wrap them in bubble wrap but the rest of the weekend, he pretty much played on the floor the whole time unless I was in bed with him with a hand on him.
Didn't get much sleep that night worrying about him so figured Saturday would be interesting. Got a Q in T2B and beat some really nice dogs for my first run of the day. Still only got 8 points but it was a nice proactive handling run. JWW was next and we had a line of three jumps with a 180 going back the other way. There was a nice off course jump after the 3rd jump in the beginning line just calling their name. I knew if I didn't time it right that he would go full speed ahead and not read my lateral motion on the 180. So the opposite happened, i didn't support the third jump enough so he skipped it completely and came with. Nice read of lateral motion Mr. deuce! The rest of the course was nice till he dropped the last bar which was a double. Beginning to get a little nervous about this dropping doubles and triples. Standard again had a very hard pull to the end of a very short tunnel. He got the pull but spun in front of the tunnel and then went in. SO weird. He never gets refusals on tunnels but i remember as he was going to the tunnel i shouted GO WEAVE so maybe he was wondering where the heck the weaves where? Again the rest of the course was beautiful, no dropped bars per what happens when the mistake is on me. Took Andrew back to the hotel and just hung out and played the rest of the afternoon. Missed dinner because he was napping but got dinner later at mcds and got some ice cream which Andrew thoroughly enjoyed!
Woke up around 3 ish with a massive sinus headache. Couldn't get in any position to help the pressure. Finally got up and started pacing, was in so much pain. I knew if I didn't get relief soon that I would be puking. My roomie woke up around 4:30 and found me some advil. At that point, I was just praying i could keep them down long enough for them to work. Some how managed to keep them down long enough for the pain to go away but the stomach was already upset so I prayed to the porcelain gods for a while. I knew there was no way I could run my dog but I had no clue how I was going to drive 2.5 hours back home either. I some how rallied myself into some adrenalin high and post puking, drove home. It was the longest 2.5 hours I have ever driven but I made it safely home. I regret not running my dog but I don't think I could have handled the dirt again. The weird thing was, it didn't seem dusty in the arena at all so not sure why the sinus impaction. I have trialed for almost 13 years in dusty arenas and it seems like now, post pregnancy, I get sick every time I am in a dusty arena. It usually happens post show but this time it happened mid show. I really don't know what to do about this. There was a show in Lincoln the same weekend with about the same driving time but i hate the roads from here to Lincoln. All backwoods and scary and no shoulders to pull off on if you have car trouble or if you need to console a baby. I have an older van with much mileage so I prefer to stay on well traveled roads, least I break down.
Anyway, it was just a weird weekend. The courses were super nice, fun yet challenging but the footing was super crappy. The club tried everything to remedy the situation so I feel really bad for them as I am sure there was backlash. Need to figure out how to remedy this whole getting sick issue. I just don't have time to be sick thanks to being a mommy now and having another life form dependent on me.
Monday, February 18, 2013
rebound?
I went into these three days with a little bit better attitude and a whole lot of small tiny goals. I wanted barless runs and i wanted good contacts. Anything else was icing on the cake. This was a four day trial but I only entered three and entered T2B along with standard and jumpers. T2B was first friday and saturday so I used it as a warm up as I always do. Friday's run was smoking hot with one bar and not a bar I thought he might take. I will take it, I was happy. Then jumpers came and he refused a jump. I honestly don't think he even saw it as I was sending it to him and staying close to the weaves since it was a wrap back to the weaves. I really thought if I had too much motion to the jump that he would take it in full extension and then in his rush to catch up to get the weaves, would either back jump or hit the poles in a non collected manner and probably pop out or go in second pole. Anyway, he compensated by not taking the jump and going straight to the weaves. That was the tightest wrap around me he has ever done and of course he did it twice before he realized there was a jump even back there. Then he went around behind the jump and took it going the wrong way but it did line him up for a better weave entry LOLOL! I had to laugh and we finished the course with of course NO bars. Figures:) Standard was one of those runs that you dream of. We were in sync, no screaming, good contacts, perfect weaves and we got a Q!!!!!! I was shocked and the whole place cheered for me. That is the beauty of having great agility friends, they are there for you in the good and the bad. We ended up in fourth place, right behind those smoking BCs. I was really, really happy. What changed? I haven't a clue.
Of course the next day the butterflies which have been absent for a while returned to my tummy when we stepped to the line. Q in T2B but some wide turns so only 8 points. Jumpers had one little bar, but again in standard, a Q!!!!!!! Wasn't as tight of a run with two wide turns, one doing a very wide spread 180 with his beloved weaves calling his name and one where I really think he had gone over the finish jump so he floated till he realized it was time for the beloved weaves. We were probably in the top 10 and I am still super pumped.
Then sunday came. Dropped bar in JWW. Dropped the triple in standard and then multiple mistakes. I hate to end on a bad note but I was overall very pleased with the weekend. Still need to find a time to condition him. I truly believe his bars are a product of being out of shape. The footing was much better this weekend so instead of multiple knocked bars, he only had one per run but he needs to figure out how to deal with crappy footing. I do believe that this weekend was probably a product of using last weekend as "practice". I need to do some less expensive practices. We are almost to march now so hopefully warmer weather, longer days and more time to train. Keep your fingers crossed!!!!!! We have a weekend off and then a seminar and then we start back showing again!
Of course the next day the butterflies which have been absent for a while returned to my tummy when we stepped to the line. Q in T2B but some wide turns so only 8 points. Jumpers had one little bar, but again in standard, a Q!!!!!!! Wasn't as tight of a run with two wide turns, one doing a very wide spread 180 with his beloved weaves calling his name and one where I really think he had gone over the finish jump so he floated till he realized it was time for the beloved weaves. We were probably in the top 10 and I am still super pumped.
Then sunday came. Dropped bar in JWW. Dropped the triple in standard and then multiple mistakes. I hate to end on a bad note but I was overall very pleased with the weekend. Still need to find a time to condition him. I truly believe his bars are a product of being out of shape. The footing was much better this weekend so instead of multiple knocked bars, he only had one per run but he needs to figure out how to deal with crappy footing. I do believe that this weekend was probably a product of using last weekend as "practice". I need to do some less expensive practices. We are almost to march now so hopefully warmer weather, longer days and more time to train. Keep your fingers crossed!!!!!! We have a weekend off and then a seminar and then we start back showing again!
melt down
I have officially had my first mommy melt down. I knew it would come, just didn't know when. I finally have officially declared I don't know how I am going to do this whole mommy thing and be in agility. It's not the money, which is what I thought would get me. It's the time. I have had little to no time to train lately, partially because it is dark when I get off but partly because when I do have a free moment of no baby, no laundry, no working out, no housework, no dishes, no responsibility at work, I just want to crash and play words with friends, not train my dogs. Now it is painfully obvious. I so wanted deuce to be like that horse that you put out to pasture and not ride for a year or so and then saddle up and they are just the way they were before you put them out to pasture. Kind of like an easy keeper. NOPE. He is not and I learned the hard way this weekend. Every single run was nasty. I really had trouble finding anything positive about any run and of course this was a USDAA weekend so several runs per day. Our team mightily struggled and did not Q. I feel really, really horrible for our teammate who needed the Q for nationals. I did try really hard but didn't get the gamble, got second in snooker, E'd in standard and E'd in jumpers. Then our frigging team won relay but maybe because we went for broke since there was nothing to loose. I of course had had four hours of sleep the night before but I don't think the mistakes were because of that. I truly felt like my handling plan was the best in standard. It was a tunnel to tunnel under a-frame scenario and I HAD to get to the end of the second tunnel to perform a handling manuver so i elected to blind and he went up the a-frame using the nastiest angle I have ever seen. I really did not see that as any way shape or form of an option. Jumpers was frustration. He had knocked three bars including the broad jump and I think I had just had enough so I just did a cross and he read it as a 180 and took an extra jump. I was probably out of position but he had really taken out the broad jump so I was really rattled. Anyway, it was bad and i was not happy. Then add in another day of hardly any sleep and thus you get the melt down.
The funny thing about all of it was the very thing I had been working on, the opening of gamblers not being a hot mess was the best part of both days. I was late on saturday because i had to bring andrew and he is in the midst of teething, thus the lack of sleeping. I literally walked in, was told a plan and had to go run it. He was very responsive, did not take any obstacles that he was not directed to and got a good number of points prior to the gamble. Unfortunately the gamble then became the hot mess but we are a work in progress when it comes to gamblers. Sunday was a bit better after several hours of crying saturday night and posting a whiny post on FB to which all of my agility friends replied back to with great words of wisdom. So I basically have to make a choice. Is it good enough to just go out and run with my dog with no illusions of any type of success right now since I have no time for training or do I need a break? I don't know if I can hang it up for a break but it stings a great bit to go out run after run and biff it, whether it be bars or wrong courses. I am very competitive, always have been and always will be. That is not to say that I don't revel in my friend's successes because most all of my friends are working their asses off for their goals and it is super cool to see their hard work pay off. Can I be happy with training in the ring a while longer? I was happy with these one bar runs but all the sudden, something has changed. I do feel like deuce would probably benefit from going to the chiropractor but just haven't had the time to take off from my job and go. It's hard to justify time off for that right now even though there is a benefit.
The funny thing about all of it was the very thing I had been working on, the opening of gamblers not being a hot mess was the best part of both days. I was late on saturday because i had to bring andrew and he is in the midst of teething, thus the lack of sleeping. I literally walked in, was told a plan and had to go run it. He was very responsive, did not take any obstacles that he was not directed to and got a good number of points prior to the gamble. Unfortunately the gamble then became the hot mess but we are a work in progress when it comes to gamblers. Sunday was a bit better after several hours of crying saturday night and posting a whiny post on FB to which all of my agility friends replied back to with great words of wisdom. So I basically have to make a choice. Is it good enough to just go out and run with my dog with no illusions of any type of success right now since I have no time for training or do I need a break? I don't know if I can hang it up for a break but it stings a great bit to go out run after run and biff it, whether it be bars or wrong courses. I am very competitive, always have been and always will be. That is not to say that I don't revel in my friend's successes because most all of my friends are working their asses off for their goals and it is super cool to see their hard work pay off. Can I be happy with training in the ring a while longer? I was happy with these one bar runs but all the sudden, something has changed. I do feel like deuce would probably benefit from going to the chiropractor but just haven't had the time to take off from my job and go. It's hard to justify time off for that right now even though there is a benefit.
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Have about 20 minute in between experiments so thought I would write. So good things are happening right now and not so good things. We are wrapping up the beta testing. We haven't gotten the data we really need but we are hoping this last round of experiments will give us what we need. This whole project is turning me into a second guessing, freak out, do stupid stuff kind of scientist. I don't like it. I am a usually very confident person and this whole experience has kind of rocked my world. Makes me think that maybe science isn't my destiny. Anyway, will be ready to get back to a semi-normal schedule. Hubby has been laid off so he has been taking care of the baby while I work long hours and weekends. Kind of glad I didn't get to enter all of those seminars and shows I had wanted to enter. I do have a show next weekend, should be very interesting to say the least. When i don't work lately, all I want to do is be with my baby. Sigh.
Another good news item is my fitness. So i signed up for this class at 5:45 am in the morning with my old personal trainer. I signed up for five days a week. Today was suppose to be day 4 (we started last friday) but I had to skip this morning. I teach wednesday nights and was suppose to have this session wrapped up by now but thanks to weather and holidays, we still have two classes to get through. I just was worried about working like a madman all day, then taking an hour break, then teaching for three hours then driving home for 40 minutes with little sleep. Last night andrew and I went to bed super early, if you can call 9 pm super early, and slept till 7am. Well, i say that but the dogs did try multiple times to wake me up and one of them peed in the floor but t hat is another story. So I got a nice nights rest so I won't be quite so tired tonight driving home. okay, back to the work out. i LOVE this class. I knew i would and surprisingly, I haven't been very sore. The weird thing is, I can't really feel my abs when we are working them. I am still super numb down there. Not sure if that is normal or not. Not even sore the next day. My upper body, other than my noodly triceps was in good shape and I haven't had any issues with the upper body stuff. My legs feel pretty good too and my cardio isn't bad from the little running I have been doing. It's just weird that i can't feel my abs at all. I hope I am working them because that really is the only area of my body not back to normal. I was reading on the babycenter website that alot of women never get back their flat tummies so I don't have high hopes but I would like to fit back in regular jeans close to the size i was.
Okay back to making this about puppies. Everyone is starting to get puppies and for once, I am NOT jealous! They are all getting super cute, destined to be awesome puppies but stella ruined me on puppies and I looking forward to being puppy free for a few years. Hubby keeps saying andrew will need a puppy eventually but I am like HECK NO! He will have stella and that will be all he needs. I have been getting the itch to start rescuing again. I have no clue why, four is enough dogs for us, but I have just been watching petfinder alot and been mentioning it to hubby alot. I kind of miss it. Even been looking at BCs to foster. Probably a good idea to foster first just in case we ever do decide to add one to our family. Still not sure they would be a good fit for us, but I have thought that alot about people lately and they are making it work and doing great. Oh well, back to science now!
Another good news item is my fitness. So i signed up for this class at 5:45 am in the morning with my old personal trainer. I signed up for five days a week. Today was suppose to be day 4 (we started last friday) but I had to skip this morning. I teach wednesday nights and was suppose to have this session wrapped up by now but thanks to weather and holidays, we still have two classes to get through. I just was worried about working like a madman all day, then taking an hour break, then teaching for three hours then driving home for 40 minutes with little sleep. Last night andrew and I went to bed super early, if you can call 9 pm super early, and slept till 7am. Well, i say that but the dogs did try multiple times to wake me up and one of them peed in the floor but t hat is another story. So I got a nice nights rest so I won't be quite so tired tonight driving home. okay, back to the work out. i LOVE this class. I knew i would and surprisingly, I haven't been very sore. The weird thing is, I can't really feel my abs when we are working them. I am still super numb down there. Not sure if that is normal or not. Not even sore the next day. My upper body, other than my noodly triceps was in good shape and I haven't had any issues with the upper body stuff. My legs feel pretty good too and my cardio isn't bad from the little running I have been doing. It's just weird that i can't feel my abs at all. I hope I am working them because that really is the only area of my body not back to normal. I was reading on the babycenter website that alot of women never get back their flat tummies so I don't have high hopes but I would like to fit back in regular jeans close to the size i was.
Okay back to making this about puppies. Everyone is starting to get puppies and for once, I am NOT jealous! They are all getting super cute, destined to be awesome puppies but stella ruined me on puppies and I looking forward to being puppy free for a few years. Hubby keeps saying andrew will need a puppy eventually but I am like HECK NO! He will have stella and that will be all he needs. I have been getting the itch to start rescuing again. I have no clue why, four is enough dogs for us, but I have just been watching petfinder alot and been mentioning it to hubby alot. I kind of miss it. Even been looking at BCs to foster. Probably a good idea to foster first just in case we ever do decide to add one to our family. Still not sure they would be a good fit for us, but I have thought that alot about people lately and they are making it work and doing great. Oh well, back to science now!
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