Thursday, July 2, 2015

Extreme Crossfit and Four Days To 2015 Games

 We have moved four times in 5 days, no exaggeration necessary.  We thinned belongings and organized. We separated long term storage and short term storage, and set aside race necessities.  What could possibly go wrong?  For starters, a bank screwed up and postponed closing on our house 3 times.  This messes with Atlas Moving schedule, possible storage needs, and our closing on new house.  Anything else go awry?  Well, the apartment we need locally for now 4 months was not ready to move in when it was implied it would ready.  So, switch gears and find pet friendly hotel reservation for a few days, arrange change of plans for local  short term storage. Call out the friends and favors.  So yes, we packed and moved with Atlas, drove to College Station immediately to receive movers unload and our unpacking.  Move ourselves with help of wonderfully gracious friends into storage after separating out what we need in short term for ourselves and our very fearful and upset pets.  Into the hotel I move all I could cram in my car including kitties while Ben worked.  When we saw yet another delay on acquiring apartment keys, we decided to keep hotel room for one more day to ease the next phase.  Hotel manager on duty determined if we stayed we would have to move across hotel to another room, as ours was "promised and reserved" to another incoming guest.  OMG!  This place did not seem to be full.   We cannot fathom another move, doing the kitty grab and stuff into carriers, not one more time.  Irritated, we decide to get up in the am at 5, go borrow my friend Debra's truck again and do the next move fast ourselves before the late checkout time they gave us.   Leaving kitties hiding in room, we left before sunrise, and began our loading our stored furniture into the truck, up and down stairs the day we removed this batch from house.  In less than one hour, up and down the hall of the storage place, pushing carts, lifting, tugging, jumping up into truck and back down ramp, we learned first hand what Crossfit training must be like.  I am not sure how long the training sessions generally are, but we put in a good 5 hours of it before the day was done.  We drove to new apartment, and of course no one would open the door.  It was a little early, but they had told us the manager comes in at 7:30 since they left early day before and did not make our keys. We would be able to get our keys at 7:30, first thing they said.    NICE.  We went to Starbucks, had breakfast drove back.  Still not gonna let us in so we sat in the large lovely rocking chairs on the front porch of the building and waited.  And waited.  And waited.  OK now at this point I am not nice, so I send Ben in to collect our keys when they door unlocked at 8:30 and I rocked away.
The problem is, we had the clock ticking.  The truck was full, the car crammed,  ATT coming at 9am to install, had to be out of hotel,  Ben had to be to work by 11 am.  Kitties did not cooperate of course.  More Crossfit and Aerobic fun!
We got into security gate to front of apartment, and we unloaded truck in an hour and 1/2 piling stuff up outside door to conserve time.
Ben left me at apartment to haul our stuff from outside the door, into the apartment alone, while he drove the truck back to drop off, get his car and go collect kitties back at hotel.  Molly was by now entrenched under the hotel bed, and was not budging.  Ben thus had to totally disassemble the king size bed, grab  Molly, be scratched up his arms, and stuff her into the carrier.  Emily cooperated.  Ben's arms looks like he tried to do himself in unsuccessfully.  He brings them to apartment, drops them off, ATT arrives so he has to go back alone to clear our short term necessities into the car.  Races back to apartment soaking wet and speaking a foreign language of sorts, and heads in to take a shower and get to work only 30 minutes late......yep, no shower curtain.  We totally forgot.  I convince him baths are nice and showers overrated, when lathered up his face and neck with Dawn, splashed water on his face, dried off with paper towels and asked me where his clean scrubs were.  I don't know.  He can't find them anywhere.  Suddenly I recall starting a load of perceived "dirty laundry" and washer had just stopped.  I opened the washing machine and I see socks, underwear and blue scrubs.  I asked him if he thinks he may have put clean pair into laundry bag.......yep!  So he went to work and put on pair he kept there in case of blood splatter.  Wowsa!  Only an hour late.  For this of you who know him, he is never late, hates keeping patients waiting.  Just sort of adds to the whole moving experience.  He has a job he can't take time off to move.  So I lug and tug the rest of stuff inside, Norma brings me a fabulous salad from Navrovsky's, and I have to run out to the gate with my clicker to let her in, as no one gave me a code to use yet.  When Laura brought my frig contents I had stashed at her house, I had to make the trek to the gate with my umbrella this time, as in every life a little rain or a lot in this case, does fall.  We ordered take out Indian food at TAZ on the way to Target in search of the every necessary shower curtain, and planned on passing out.  In case you think this is every possible detail of our days, rest assured it is not.  We had many more bumps and potholes in the road that one day we will laugh about, and maybe share, but not now.  Unless you have moved that many times in that many days out of house into storage, into short term storage, out of short term, into hotel, out of hotel into apartment.....  you cannot appreciate the magnitude of our past week, with work and training to get in the way.  Oh, and last night I found on my door a notice that our apartment is due pest control treatment today.  I must have all my cabinets empty ( I just cleaned and put our stuff in them!) and all pets must be contained and or removed from premises while the "treatment" occurs Hahaha.  This could not have been done BEFORE we moved in?  No. No Way. Not gonna happen note is on my door and deadbolts are in place.  You can wait four months and then do it.  Our stuff is still everywhere and the kitties are not getting wrangled or going car cruising again today.  NOPE>  And 4 days to the biggest race of my life.

SO, I am calling the past week CROSSFIT.  We need to rest and get miles in and then rest again before race day.  It sounds mathematically impossible.  Today I ran slow 2 miles this morning, just to show my sore, tired muscles they still know how to.  I am going to rest.  Later this evening I am going to run 2 more slow miles with Ben after work.  Tomorrow we are going to both run 3 to 4 miles with a touch of speed work just to wake up the legs and lungs.  Saturday we rest, i.e. travel to Minneapolis, and check in to the Games and check out the race route, and  have a long slow run, just a tune up.  Sunday we rest.  Monday at 8 am the adrenaline will kick in and we will do the best we can do.  Thats what its all about.
I will post the events.

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