Short Mom

Is Short
Let’s Go. Let Go. Legs, Go!

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becky-balances:

Well, this was just an all around delightful day.

Best day!!!!!!!! Triple thanks to my personal good luck charm becky-balances — she made me PR two halfs now! It was so fun to hang out with good friends and riding in the back of justbrooksy's truck was a blast!!

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WOD: CrossFit 04.18.2014 (or how to rest the day before a half marathon)

10:00 EMOM:

Clean & Jerk @ 85% 1RM

I don’t really know my current 1RM for a clean, so I used the 1RM of my power clean which is 95#. That was plenty heavy enough.

 Then:

3 Rounds for time of:

  • 10-Hang Squat Cleans (115/75)
  • 15-Wall Balls (20/14, 10′,9′)
  • 20-Burpees

10:48 Rx.

My quads are toast. This should make tomorrow’s race fun …

I’ll be sure and “hydrate” well tonight, like I’ve always done in the past, too.

And I’m sure running 4 miles once a week for the past 6 weeks was plenty of training …

Pro, right here.

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WOD: CrossFit 04.17.2014

20:00 AMRAP of:

  • 5/Arm KB Snatch (53/35)
  • 2 Rope Climbs to 15′
  • 10 GHD Situps
  • 2 Rope Climbs to 15′
  • 15 Pullups

3 rounds + 21 reps. Scaled the snatches to a 30# dumbbell — my left arm isn’t as strong as my right to keep doing the 35# over and over.

Remember when I used to be afraid of climbing the rope and then today I climbed 15 times?!!!

Then I did some OH Presses and worked up to 6x75#. Shoulder presses and bench presses are weird. Some days you have it, and others you don’t. Just a few days ago, I got 10x75#. Depends on what you do before/after, for sure.

Filed under wod crossfit shoulder press

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I think my peanut butter & walnut taco habit should die in a bucket sooner rather than later, though.

I think my peanut butter & walnut taco habit should die in a bucket sooner rather than later, though.

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dmcook:

Steer skull drawing for a show this Friday April 18 at soze gallery here in Los Angeles. Come by and say hello if you are around.

dmcook:

Steer skull drawing for a show this Friday April 18 at soze gallery here in Los Angeles. Come by and say hello if you are around.

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tribander:

These Ladies and This DAY!!!
I walked into the gym with the expectation of seeing the globetrotter on the left.  There was a hooded figure sitting in the bottom of a squat nearby.  I thought they were just chatting it up…then I realized: SHORTMOM!  
It was so amazing to have them both in class at my gym!
It was one of those banner classes that some of the lead coaches took.  I got to introduce them to my friends and was delighted by the conversations that ensued.  One thing Shortmom said truly caught me by surprise, “I started CrossFit because of Bitches!’ blog.”  WHAT?  She continued to tell me that yes, because of my blog, my general badassary and commitment, she started CrossFit.  I know it’s hard to believe, but I was profoundly speechless.  I had no idea that this was the case.  
Lately, I’ve been having the never ending debate of “What the hell am I doing with my life.”  I’ve been contemplating returning to Corporate America, where I don’t have to actually “do” anything.  I can be miserable and collect a check.  As a plus, I wouldn’t have to worry about how I’m going to pay my rent or whether anyone values what I do, I know they don’t.  Yes, it’s that dramatic and soul crushing for me.  I’m so committed to making a difference and I’ve been doubting that I have or that my dreams will become reality, so why suffer financially?  
This visit validated things for me.  Over lunch we discussed my kids’ programs and that what I’m doing is so important.  I know it is, but I guess a part of me still defines success by the accumulation of the almighty dollar.  Almighty pshaw, I don’t even have a dollar some days, but I digress. 
So where am I going with this?  Life is sometimes hard.  There is always something that is going to drag us down or distract our focus.  We need to do our best to not be at the source of it.  Stay committed, keep your nose to the grind stone and when you are in doubt, phone a friend.  Someone somewhere has had experiences that can guide you through what is your seemingly dark tunnel or someone somewhere else knows the importance of the work you do and will tell you!
On the flip side, be that person for someone.  We are all doing the best that we can in life.  You cannot receive with a closed hand, so give.  Fear and faith are at constant odds, so have faith.
oh…and Be Brave! 
Oh yeah, that’s Chaz…he was our awesome coach and said, “Don’t you need a coach’s photo?”  So there you have it. 

You might think your running, biking, swimming, lifting, zumbaing, whatevering posts are boring or tedious, but seeing so many posts from real people living real lives inspired me to get up and move. Keep being awesome and blogging the minutiae — you never know who might be inspired that day to overcome a fear and move!

tribander:

These Ladies and This DAY!!!

I walked into the gym with the expectation of seeing the globetrotter on the left.  There was a hooded figure sitting in the bottom of a squat nearby.  I thought they were just chatting it up…then I realized: SHORTMOM!  

It was so amazing to have them both in class at my gym!

It was one of those banner classes that some of the lead coaches took.  I got to introduce them to my friends and was delighted by the conversations that ensued.  One thing Shortmom said truly caught me by surprise, “I started CrossFit because of Bitches!’ blog.”  WHAT?  She continued to tell me that yes, because of my blog, my general badassary and commitment, she started CrossFit.  I know it’s hard to believe, but I was profoundly speechless.  I had no idea that this was the case.  

Lately, I’ve been having the never ending debate of “What the hell am I doing with my life.”  I’ve been contemplating returning to Corporate America, where I don’t have to actually “do” anything.  I can be miserable and collect a check.  As a plus, I wouldn’t have to worry about how I’m going to pay my rent or whether anyone values what I do, I know they don’t.  Yes, it’s that dramatic and soul crushing for me.  I’m so committed to making a difference and I’ve been doubting that I have or that my dreams will become reality, so why suffer financially?  

This visit validated things for me.  Over lunch we discussed my kids’ programs and that what I’m doing is so important.  I know it is, but I guess a part of me still defines success by the accumulation of the almighty dollar.  Almighty pshaw, I don’t even have a dollar some days, but I digress. 

So where am I going with this?  Life is sometimes hard.  There is always something that is going to drag us down or distract our focus.  We need to do our best to not be at the source of it.  Stay committed, keep your nose to the grind stone and when you are in doubt, phone a friend.  Someone somewhere has had experiences that can guide you through what is your seemingly dark tunnel or someone somewhere else knows the importance of the work you do and will tell you!

On the flip side, be that person for someone.  We are all doing the best that we can in life.  You cannot receive with a closed hand, so give.  Fear and faith are at constant odds, so have faith.

oh…and Be Brave! 

Oh yeah, that’s Chaz…he was our awesome coach and said, “Don’t you need a coach’s photo?”  So there you have it. 

You might think your running, biking, swimming, lifting, zumbaing, whatevering posts are boring or tedious, but seeing so many posts from real people living real lives inspired me to get up and move. Keep being awesome and blogging the minutiae — you never know who might be inspired that day to overcome a fear and move!

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All day long I’ve been down on myself because I feel like I can’t get my eating under control, feel squishy, etc.

Came to yoga and saw this no-pump biz in the mirror and all that melted away with savasana.

Feed the muscle babies if they’re hungry! Don’t hate!

All day long I’ve been down on myself because I feel like I can’t get my eating under control, feel squishy, etc.

Came to yoga and saw this no-pump biz in the mirror and all that melted away with savasana.

Feed the muscle babies if they’re hungry! Don’t hate!