So... 13.3. Kicked. My. Ass.
There is something sadistic about having to do 150 wall balls. It was brutal. I did the wall balls in 9:11. For my first time doing 'Karen' - I'm pretty pleased with it. I did 90 seconds unbroken and got to almost 50 -- if I was going to do it again (which, please God -- don't make me), I would do 2 or 2 1/2 minutes unbroken. The first 100 felt manageable -- and then the agony set in. Pretty sure I did my last 35 in sets of 3-5. Tara and Jess were awesome at cheering me on and getting me to do just one more rep before letting the ball drop. I'm definitely pleased with how I did on the wall balls portion of the WOD. The double unders, however, were a totally different beast. Double unders are not exactly my forte -- turns out I'm SUPER uncoordinated. It's not awesome. My brain was saying 'jump'-- and my legs were saying 'fuck you'. Yup... that's super ladylike. And exactly what was happening. It took me a good 45 seconds to relax and pull it together enough to get 22 of them. Pretty sure at one point, I wanted to throw my jumprope across the gym and call it a day. Nothing is more frustrating than trying to get a double under while exhausted -- it's a total mental game. So... 13.3 total? 172.
The real end result of 13.3? The fact that I can't stand up/sit down/walk up or down stairs without feeling excruciating pain in my quads. Ouch. Wall balls = 1. Danielle = 0.
Hmmm... what else? Today is the first day in a couple of weeks that I've had nothing going on. It was GLORIOUS. I slept in. I drank coffee on my couch. I went and got a foot refloxology treatment (more on that later). I had brunch. I caught up on laundry. I took a two hour nap. I made banana bread. Total Sunday win!!!
Okay... so... when I decided to start a blog - I was determined to not be one of those people who uses it to post ridiculous pictures of their pets/children (okay... most people post ridiculous pictures of their children-- I have cats, not kids). But... this is what happened to me today:
|But why is all the laundry folded? All you leave me is this measly towel? Well... it's mine and you can't have it. Try to take it from me - I'll rip a hole in it. I swear I will. See... just did. You asked for it. Love, Fatti|
Yup. This happened. Whoever tells you that cats don't have personalities should just come and spend one evening at my house. Just one.
And yes. I did this much laundry today. This actually wasn't even all of it. There were at least two loads after this. I hate folding laundry. I HATE it. Doing laundry - not a problem. Folding/putting away? Bane of my existence.
Wow... I must be REALLY boring if this is all I have to write about. Sorry.
I also made this:
Paleo Banana Bread
4 bananas - mashed
1/2 cup coconut butter
4 tablespoons coconut oil
1/2 cup coconut flour
1 tablespoon cinnamon
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon vanilla
1/4 teaspoon cloves
1/2 cup crushed walnuts
pinch of salt
1) Mix bananas, eggs, oil and coconut butter using KitchenAid. Once well beaten - mix in all dry ingredients. Mix until smooth. Add walnuts.
2) Bake in a 9x5 well greased pan at 350 degrees for 55 minutes.
So easy. However, the next time I make it - I'll probably use almond butter instead of coconut butter. It ended with a flat coconut flavor-- I think the almond flavor would complement the nuts/banana. So... probably more to come on this when I try it again.