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This cat

Is called Arwen (yes we adopted her during the time the LOTR series of films were being released). 

She is a fiercely independent girl who spent most of her younger years outside hunting. She’s also my cat. Her choice, the other humans may live here but they aren’t her people. They literally aren’t allowed to do anything for her, to the point where a few years back I went away for work for a fortnight and she left home. Yup just left and lived outside. My husband and kids thought something awful had happened. She came home the evening I did as if nothing happened. She did it a few times after that when I was away, but less and less as she aged.

Then we got dog. Not impressed. She vanished for a week, came back saw he was still here and vanished again. That was a few weeks ago now, she and I came to the understanding she would live at home so long as she could  have my bedroom. WITH NO DOG. She’s likes this arrangement to the point where this morning she stood at my feet downstairs meowing until I took her upstairs and let her in. You can see above how happy she was.

Yes my cats have me well trained.

Yes still poorly no CrossFit.

Dead things

Since the puppy arrived one of our outdoor cats (Poppy in the picture) has started bringing him dead things. Small shrews and mice generally. Funny thing is she’s not even friendly with him. I guess she just thinks he’s too dumb to hunt for himself. I try to find them before he goes out but just saw her drop one for him. I had no chance it was munched and gone before I had a foot on grass. Um. Ewwwwwwww.  

A little blue

My husband works away 5 days a week. In fact he’s in a different country 5 days a week. I know a lot of couples for example military families have it worse. He at least gets home at weekends. But some weeks I miss him more than others. This is one of those weeks. 

Even dog has the blues.

“Hello Cat. Want to play?” “go way dog I’m sleeping” “oh” says dog and lies on the floor looking sad.

Ashtanga – back to the mat

I’m going to start with a puppy as after this point I will basically moan. Here’s puppy

Well shit that was difficult. I woke up very sore and very stiff after yesterday’s crossfit. The idea of moving at all was not really exciting. 

Anyway I brushed teeth and staggered straight onto my mat. It was just standing Asanas up to Parsvottonasana followed by any seated postures I felt I needed to move at all today.

I worked out that I did 80 burpees in total yesterday and around the same in Kettlebell swings plus five 5 mins of wall balls so um ow.

All the burpees meant that my wrist which is healing is rather more sore than its been for a while

Surya Namaskar A & B went forward bend ow ow ow. Step back as cat on the mat. Lie down rather than Chaturanga as wrist hurting. Budjapindasana (actually ok) down dog. Then stepping back over the cat (now in a different place, each time in a different place but always somewhere).

This cat. As soon as a mat is rolled out she’s on it.

Padangusthasana – pretty ok
Pada Hastasana – little stiff but alright 
Trikonasana – little slanted when holding toe
Parivritta Trikonasana – only finger tips on the ground rather than hand
Utthita Parsvakonasana – pretty ok

Parivritta Parsvakonasana – back heel off the ground (naughty heel)
Parsvottonasana – forward bend kinda shitty, hands just together 
Then a few seated Asanas, my marichis are totally gone, what once was an easy bind now is fingers not even in the same postal code. My back is stronger but stiffer.

Baddha konasana – literally nothing happening after all yesterdays wall balls.

Still it showed me I need to put a lot more effort into yoga as I’m getting stronger but that strength is eating into flexibility.

 

On the minute

Who came up with the on the minute WOD evil bastard that they are.

Once again I forgot to photograph the board but it went:-

6 clean press

6 burpees + 6 half burpee thingies I can’t remember the name of

200 m row 

45 sec plank

This was done in many rounds for basically an eternity. I couldn’t breathe by the end of it! But I’m sure twas awesome good for me.

What was amazingly helpful was the time our coach Collette spent on breaking down the clean and jerk (I think it’s called, maybe not. Are you impressed with my knowledge) anyway I mean the getting the bar off the ground onto the front of chest thingy before pressing it up. She broke it down beautifully which was great as I have been struggling with that at Olympic weightlifting. 
As an apology for forgetting to photograph the board here’s a picture of the cat playing with the puppy.