Team M&M

I Love Team M&M.
If you enjoy Finnish = check them out ;)
http://www.mikanyyssola.fi/?p=9170
There's a Gymlog in (this too!) blog post :)

This one (+the Gymlog!) is special... here Mika FAILS... I have the same problem sometimes. My lungs just STOP and it feels bad fos a while 'til I either pass out or get some medicine... (like Mika, I sometimes forget my pipe at home)
http://www.mikanyyssola.fi/?p=9111

To my dream...

It was a good dream. It was a long dream.
And it happened in two stages.
I was at a gym with the boys from Team M&M! MIKA NYYSSÖLÄ and MIKE SIRÉN!

It was a new gym. I hadn't been there before. I went there through an underground parking lot. It took forever to find a spot for my car (a red SS Camaro, oh-yeah). The gym had been built inside an old fallout shelter.
Most of the machines were yellow. The air-conditioning was mostly made out of big pipes and rotating, metal fans. A nice low "hrrrr" filled the air. Many of the machines were "special".
The boys had a leg day but Mika didn't train. He just coached his friend Mike. So Mike was having a leg day x 2! Hahaa. He was SO tired after every REP and SET. The guys tried out some of the weirdest machines I've seen.

I didn't follow them or stalk them… I just happened to be around when they were to the last rep of the set… hihihiii. Mike was destroyed after every set but Mika kept pulling and pushing him and dragging him to the next machine.

About the hamstring-machine they used: it was like a back stretching board (you know the one that flips and you can stretch your back and fill your head with blood at the same time…). Mike would lay on it, Mika strapped him in by his waistline and flipped the board a bit so that Mike would be working on his hammies while lying on his back (head down about 15 degrees) and forcing his legs (one at a time) to bend at the knee. They had already warmed up so they were hitting the BIG irons in every machine...
I know the body positioning sounds weird. Usually you do this by lying on your stomach or by sitting down. But hey, these guys know what they're doing, right?

Well the guys sure seemed to get the better of that machine and after a double set Mike was ready to fall down on the ground and puke… but he didn't. He's a fighter.

I worked on my back and shoulders so I spent some of the time at a different corner of that (huge) gym. I wasn't alone…
some random idiot: Hey girl, what's ya doin'?
Me: Shoulders.
s.r.i: I haven't seen you here before. Can I watch?
Me: No.
s.r.i: You know it's polite to let people stare at you and give you pointers even during your hardest set.
Me: Go fu*k yourself.

This is where I had to stop the dream.
My phone rang and I drove downtown to pick up honey. As soon as I got back I jumped back in bed and looked up the same gym! (I can do this. Remember how I can't shake dreams even when I'm awake. It's a curse and a blessing.)

I found the gym but my favorite team was done… Hö! The good news was that that random idiot had gone to...
I saw Mika by the cardio machines and couldn't help myself. I had to say Hi.
We talked for a bit about their leg day and what they got out of it. Mike was already out and looking for their car. Mika said that the parking lot was cursed and it moved the cars around… I wonder where my SS would be?

Mika jumped on one of the cardio machines to show me how cool they were. At first climbs it looked like your basic elliptic cardio machine but when I looked at it a bit longer I saw that your feet were put into two large "boots". The boots were levitated by two strong, multi-jointed arms that went to the sides of the "running area. The device took the space of 2 normal machines but it did "wonders". Mika put on a pair of glasses (kinda like the 3D glasses at the movies) and started walking slowly. His feet did not touch anything but the machine made it FEEL like he was walking on a sandy beach. He switched the program to a hill side and walked up a narrow path that was tilted and full of small rocks. He even tripped a few times 'til he switched the program again. Cross-country skiing! He skied both the traditional way and the skating style!

OMG! I was amazed at how easily the device could mimic the FEEL of all these sports just by manipulating the way the "boot" moves and "slips" on your foot!
 Mika showed me the hand devices that I could use if I wanted to "really ski my ass off". It was almost like the "boots" but you held them in your hands and you could actually PUSH more speed or use them to slow you down in slow speeds… Holy cardio, I was amazed.

And I'll never forget what Mika looks like when he was skate skiing up a hill and not using the hand devices. He looked like he was trying to kill everything in his way just by throwing his fists around! Bodybuilding is so much fun.

More about the fox

My "little dog" is not just some random fox in my dreams... he represents a old friend. Someone who told me the story about the little prince and the fox.
I told my friend that I didn't understand why the story is so SAD (the prince talks with the fox about roses and life and owning "things")... I cry every time I try to read it. Maybe I should read it in English and not Finnish? Could that help?
Will I ever get it? Is it making me happy or sad. I feel sad for the fox. I always want it to STAY.

Stupid book >:O
I prefer to let my dream fox teach me :)
He's my friend and he will not leave me <3
He does not speak in riddles, he uses pure feelings <3

http://www.cartinafinland.fi/fi/picture/6744/kettu.html

From the little prince (not the whole "problem"):
“Goodbye,” said the fox. “Here is my secret. It’s quite simple: One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes. . . . It’s the time that you spent on your rose that makes your rose so important. . . . People have forgotten this truth,” the fox said, “But you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose. . . .”

So you think you can walk?

I
have
NOT
been
practicing...

HA-HA-HA! :D

And my X-mas belly is having fun too ;)

Rabbits with "Dali faces"

I met a fox last night... He wanted to be my pet :)

I spent most of the night with him. We hung around the forest, hunted and took naps. He didn't speak much but we ran around, looked at birds, played in sand pits (we found "interesting sticks") and I took care of his beautiful fur coat. When we napped under a tree he would sleep curled up against my belly <3
I had my OLD blanket with me, the one I had -hmmm- maybe 31 years ago. It has pictures of rabbits with twisted faces on it... sick but cute in a way.

The fox had the cutes eyes... fluffiest fur and quickest ears... he's the kindest fox I've ever known.
I called him "little dog". He didn't mind. He wanted a collar. He had looked at some collars on line and he wanted a thick, black collar with 3 metallic loops on it. I thought it would be too heavy and ruin his fur. My mother gave him a lighter, black, silky collar with and "easy-open" -mechanisim. He put it on and smiled. He ran over to me and hugged me.

I got hugget by a real fox!! <3<3

Now to my work outs...
I had some "problems" with my belly again... hurts like hell when it stops working right... It stops working right when I stop eating right.

X-mas belly

feeling MUCH better!
(the next day)

better food, better belly ;)
(and a great shoulder day)

back and hams...

A very quick workout for this evening...
Mostly lifting stuff with my hamstrigs and pulling stuff with my back...

The gym was quite packed but I got a good pump :)

doing my best to look BIG here :D

I MUST remember to stop making stupid faces...

the one-armed monster... my other shoulder sure is in a DIFFERENT pose... hmmm, I have a man's ass in this pic :O

the girlie-girl ass to make ME feel better (phiiuuuhh...)

yes, I dressed myself again... and I look like I'm 11 :D 

Tomorrow is a different day. Something else than legs or back... hmm, what could that be? Shoulders maybe? <3

X-mas and stuff...

I've stuffed my X-mas with happy wishes and bad workouts... by bad I mean MEAN ;)

Look. A ball-stuffed animal...

the tree from Itis

we only recommend things here... :/

old school :)

Helsinki <3

We're staying home for X-mas :) <3

I'll REST at home and hang around at the gym... it will be Perfect!

still got time

I had a goal to be somewhere around 56-60kg before X-mas...

 Well I think this counts as a win 'cause I'm a round 56,5kg in the morning and 58kg before bedtime :)

The ligting sure does not flatter me in any way, but you get the point...

This is why it takes time to LIFT your calories. I gave my body TIME to recover.

I didn't eat "shit" and drink the wrong juices.

I'm mostly meat and still holding on to a nice (feminine) amount of fat.

I feel pretty good about myself and that's the point. I know I should eat MORE and MORE to grow, but hey... I'm tired. I'll eat what I can and if I'm tired I'll rest :)

I've got 20 months to go and it is X-mas anyway ;)

Body

Last weekend I spent a night trying to loan money from the mob to pay off an old, catholic monk. I needed him to hide a corpse for me. I don't know where I get these bodies every now and then… maybe I have secrets that even I'm not aware of?

1/2

How would you feel if you noticed that your energy levels have dropped...
I'm trying to quit milk and gluten. They make me "sick" (gas, balloon, pain, gas, zeppelin, sick, sore, GAS...). I mean I could go up agains a cow on my worst days. Hell, it hurts.
And NO it's not funny. :(

Ok. Maybe a little bit funny. But not to ME. :)

Today an apple made me hit the ground. Darn apple! Autz. I hate it. No apples for me then... ever again...? :/

It's not easy to quit milk. It's everywhere. Gluten is easy. It's marked really well when it's missing.
I'm not totally banning these things from my life. I'm just making my life worth living (and honey needs a wife that doesn't look pregnant half the week if she ate a piece of bread with a glass of milk...).

So... I'm doing quite well. Whenever I'm making mistakes it's mostly because I can't risk under eating. That's just not a good idea. I need food. Even if it makes me feel sick for a day. I have several meters of plumming that WILL suck out the energy even though it may take a while... but if I don't eat: no energy --> my body eats its own muscles :(
=NOT GOOD!

Workout have suffered too. I have a good one maybe 3-4 times a week. Gone are the days of having 5-6 per week :)
I'll get there again... just wait ;)

It's all in the snow

Snow. White gold... It's cold in Finland. Nearly -40C last night... We had maybe -5C down here where we live... It's good to live closer to Estonia ;)
Snow woke up my need to ski slowly. Yes. To ski, but Slowly. I like to look around, listen to nature, try new routes and Feel my muscles. It's like being at the gym but skiing "at the gym".

a step back in time

I was single last night... about ten years younger and a whore... wups.
Must be something I ate?
I have been sleeping more than 8 hours a night now. Maybe I O.D:ed with "rest"?

Anyhow, I worked at this really nice and clean whorehouse. We had all the pretty lights and satin sheets (yes, this is where I knew I was asleep so I just kept at it), we even had free coffee and a number of different fetish rooms :)

We got a customer and the girls swarmed around him like he was the king of the world.
I knew I had to get him.
I got out my long black whip and "cut the air in the room in two"...

...I got his attention
and I got him.

The dream ended.
Thank God, I was wearing the most uncomfortable high heels ;)

I think the dream came from Germany: we saw Reeperbahn this summer.

Boobs

I saw my PT today...
We had a chest day :)

He loaded 60kg on my hands and told me to Lift. Lift. Lift.
Nice :)

I broke my personal record today! (and "only" by 20%!)

Just by not training alone.

Oh yes.
It's a good week.

Give it a Go!

Had my leg day today... Had my best moment of the day at the gym... I know it's not a bad thing to try and fail. I know I can't kill myself with my training... So I kept going and going and going... :) I like it when I "kill it" at the gym. I love the feeling of growth.
"growth"? Did I spell it right? It looks horrible to a Finn like me. It even sounds like Klingon... "aargh, there's a Growth in my back yard. I better get my Bat'leth and kill it." :)

Frell!

I hate people who "leave shit behind..." I mean WTF did this person do to not be able to clean his/her stupid ass 2,5kg weights from the machine? Arrg, I'm so unhappy-dappy-doo!..

MP5

For some unknown reason the MP5 seems to be my weapon of choice in most of my dreams… 

Just a couple of nights ago I took part in a training week where we were shown NEW kinds of MP5s and we learned to use them in close combat as well as in open spaces. 

I had a model that had a folding stock and a Mini silencer (it was patent-pending). Ojj, me like these dreams <3 Part of the course took place in an old school. By old I mean the Victorian era (1837-1900). 

We were allowed to shoot inside and most of the target practice was just "X"s drawn on walls… Weird. I was GOOD. I loved my new gun. We also played around with empty weapons and beat the heck out of each other with just whatever we could find… I woke up with a sore back :D

 

Icy ice

Last week I stopped "recovering"... Or something. So I'll be off season for about a year now. Next comp.licence is due Jan 2015! This is so cool...

Lil kitty cat

cat face after a leg day

no jesus on my toast today...

I am so NOT stripping for You!

yep... another stupid dream. Two in a row now.
Honey didn't sleep well either. I think we're out of sync?

Dirty, gray, broken down and stripped motorcycles this time. Maybe it was a Honda or a Suzuki? I couldn't tell… Honey was fixing it. He said he's going to go for a quick ride "around New York". I knew he wasn't safe. I knew he couldn't keep away from the thin ice. In the dream he had a skidoo too, parked somewhere near the coast line. I knew the ice was thin 'cause I had just watched a long dream about a red Lapland reindeer dog (Lapponian herder) on thin ice, constantly falling through and struggling to survive. :/
Thankfully the dog made it and didn't die!

http://www.superstock.com/stock-photos-images/1848-240229

But when honey left the dream changed…
I was thrown to a winter night: big moon, stars, white snow and thick ice… Small islands close to each other. We had sticks of dynamite! Red ones ;)
We threw them on the ice and hoped that they would make holes as they explode. Sometimes the other people on the closest island threw their own sticks and we ran for cover… It was fun until someone called the cops. They came on a small hovercraft.

We hid the rest of the explosives under the pier and pretended to be too drunk to understand spoken language…

Zoom and I'm in summer time. I was working as a soldier in a huge training camp in the middle of no-where. I had a beret and green overalls. Everyone else had the usual camo clothes.
We went to the "central storehouse" and returned some of our equipment. I didn't have all the crap that the others were returning. I knew I hadn't been issued them so I couldn't possibly have them. The old guy who seemed to work there kept asking me for my overalls. I told him two times that I didn't have any other clothes with me so he's not getting them.
He got all cranky and waved his arms around, rolled his eyes and shouted: "get stripped or get out". I left. Stupid ass idiot wanker. I hope he gets a hiccup for 48 hours. :/

 I couldn't stop worrying about honey. It even woke me up but now I feel like I'm missing a ton of sleep...

My baby

Every year my baby has his annual check ups... Every year I try to push it out of my mind:
Some stanger pokes around and touches him in every wrong way, gives him "the shakes" and pulls on his thingies... :/
I hope he gets through with flying squirrels. My poor baby.

I'll take him for a ride later. Last weekend we burned some rubber so I think he'll forgive me for this.
Oh! It's his turn!
...there he goes <3

Hannibal the crazy

"Nice house" I thought when I first stepped into the house and saw that it looked familiar.
 "Oh crap" was my next thought. I've been here before. It was a zombie dream. A gay zombie. Shit. What's happening THIS time…

(There's a new TV show here in Finland. Hannibal: http://www.nelonen.fi/ohjelmat/hannibal I'm like NEVER going to watch it. Sorry TV. I just can't take that kinda shit. I didn't follow Dexter either. Too sick. My dreams run me down if I pollute my mind with that HELL.)

Well, where was I?... yes, the house. A really nice house. Wooden house and hand painted wall papers. Old oil paintings on the walls and chandeliers in every room.
I was with a small group of people. We were taken to the cellar (F**K!) and everyone was handed an old, broken bicycle.
 "Repair them!" a man said.
I looked at my bike. It didn't have pedals or a seat or even wheels… others had similar pieces of shit in their hands… We started fixing them. In any way we could. We were given tools and spare parts. Eventually I was only missing the chain. :D

Then I saw HIM. Hannibal. Just like in the TV show. Nicely dressed and looking crazy in his nice, clean suit… brrrrrr, I felt cold.
Hannibal had not fixed a bike. He had made a "two seater body bad"! "This is not good" I whispered to myself. Hannibal lay in one of his brand new body bags and pulled up the zipper. He had holes where his nipples were. :O

"Oh, THIS is NOT good" I thought and headed for the door.
"Do not leave." he said with a strong voice. I grabbed the door handle so hard that I broke it and ran out. My feet hardly touched the ground as I ran. I smiled. I was running over dead zombies and I didn't even get my feet dirty. Ugly fuckers. Yäk! Thank god I can fly again ;)

Oh yeah, and I was carrying my little Zen garden too... (it's a small sand box, very relaxing to have here at work...)

oh all the truckin'

Last night was a collage of trucking accidents... I was given a LOOOOOOONG trailer truck.
But the guy who handed me the keys to that red beauty had parked it in an underground parking lot that was full of little cars and busses and support pillars and stray dogs... oh shit.

I started the engine and it sounded like the whole place would cave in... I stepped on the gas and the colossal truck rolled forward... I hit a couple of older French cars (oh, fuck them) and scrached alot of Italian little "car like boxes on wheels" (Hahaa).

The road out of that parking area was painted with "oil and gasoline"... I pretty much killed every piece or motoriced vehicle that I hit. (Just to be clear: I do have a C licence on my drivers' licence in real life so I can drive vehicles that weigh more than 7500kg or cost more than your basic house, hah, a little joke there...)

I didn't get the idea of my dream. What was my subconscious telling me? Was I learning to break things with style or take bigger risks in life? Was it just for laughs or did I learn something? As I think back I pretty much only remember how much I wanted the truck to transform into Optimus Prime <3<3<3<3<3

Big Robots <3

SPA

What do you do on the eve of a big (anatomy) exam... you go to a Spa and relax :)

NO pressure... you've been studying for ~2 weeks anyway!
You're ready ;)

 BTW the exam went Great. I liked answering all the questions and I even learned something... 

Oh, the Spa: http://www.kumpeli.fi/index.php?page=101&lang=2

http://www.kumpeli.fi/index.php?page=1103&lang=2

Full body peace of mind

Belly problems checked and fixed :)
Had my first (and last... 2013) X-mas dinner tonight. Huh-huh! I think I'll take a nap.

Water

Someone's been drinking like a runaway seahorse... I had to get up 3 or 4 times last night to empty my bilge water tanks... And I didn't even get a headache from all that drying up!?
I don't like this... Something is messing up my internal organs and fucking up my night life! :/

Slow week

I got an exam this weekend that I'm hoping to pass with flying colors... I did the ultimate thing... I'm having a "rest week".

Just jump.

Cà d'Zan Mansion Interior (Ringling Museum) - HDR

I got back my ability to fly!

I spent last night in summery Stockholm and hung around a huge wooden house… more like a mansion. It had "double high" rooms and it was easy to do flips and swim around in the air and space. I especially love to play like a dolphin when I fly :D

I googled around and found this picture:

It's pretty much just like the house I was in last night.

57kg

I'm hardly 57kg.
It's not alot. But just over a month ago I was hardly 54kg! ;)

I'm getting there. I'm getting closer to 60kg.

I don't know how many weeks it makes but I'm about 21 months out :) hahaa! I'm getting there, I am.

I quess I should go home and rest... It's been a looong day <3

Early... So early Earl

I saw my friend at the gym this morning. work out: from 06:30 to 07:40. :)

Huh.
Quite early.

Another bad massage client

I don't know where I get these people but the lady last night was a real PAIN in the back bone...
I mean... WHO writes these dreams of mine??? Horrible...

It started out just like any NICE day. My dream had it all: nice, clean room, good set up for a perfect massage and a client that came in time... but then it started.
She kept wanting other stuff that she had ordered, she wanted more time and better spa stuff than I could offer. Eventually we got to "warming up" but she kept jumping up to check her phone and telling me about her friends cat or work she'll have done on her car as soon as she gets more money... I told her many times to get back down and RELAX but she kept standing up to show me her new wallet or jacket or what ever.
By the time her time was up we hadn't done ANYTHING that I could charge her for. I barely touched her.

And the idiot tried to book a new time with me.

I was all sold out.

I hope she never comes back.
Stupid dream!!! A waste of time!

Oh my back...

I saw my PT on Tuesday... he saw I needed some work done.
We had a back day.

I told him about Isolators... maybe I'll build my own? I don't think I'll pay over 110£ for them. I'll wait 'til the prices come downnnnn...

www.isolatorfitness.com
and
http://isolatorfitness.com/isolator/

(I want some!) :D

@ kuntokeskus K&M

 
...really streching the hell out of that top...

nice ball for a stomach :)

(you can't see it from this angle but I know it's there)

What IS a Name?

What are you called? WHY did YOU get those names? Who do you feel like? Do you LOVE your name? IS it YOU? I name things. I call my phone Sammy (it's a Samsung), I call my car Baby and my sowing machine is often called "the thresher". The vacuum is "the sucker" and my favorite tea cup is "Oi!" I was named in a fairly Viking way… first name is short and not too usual (not usual at Tampere in the 70's). It is good when I'm lost in a crowd and I need to find my way back through. Just a quick yell and I usually hear which way I should go. The again there are some words in the Finnish language that can mix me up… NIIN ( = "so, such, and, that, then, as, such…") is one of those words. It can almost sound like a "mIIa" when it's mixed into other sounds or echoes. My second name has to do with fire. The goddess of fire (Celtic): Piritta (comes from Brigit). She is the protector of culture and education. She is also the inspiring fire of poetry. In the heart she is the fire of healing and fertility… when she burns as the fire for blacksmiths she also burns for self-defense <3 The last name is something that I do not feel tied to. I wish to be married someday… that will not change just my last name but also my whole life <3

The laughing, brown cat

The laughing cat, the brown cat. He stretched and stretched as long as he could. Lying on his back on the floor he looked at me with his happy eyes. How do cats always seem to smile so deeply? He loved it when I touched his belly. His fur was soft and warm. Short but so thick <3 His skin was thin and I could feel his muscles through it. 8 pale and tiny nipples were hardly detectable on his skin. He put one of his back legs up. Straight up! It looked so nutty that I laughed. Ankle all straight and his thigh and buttocks all tight and slick (he had just licked everything clean). With his front paws he stroked his knee and thighs like a dancer in a music video. I wondered where he had learned to do so. He kept smiling at me and zigzagged with his back legs. Then he stretched as long as he could again and I stroked his belly a bit. He laughed! Real cat laugh! Not a monkey type screaming or a squirrel sound but the cutest cat laugh I've ever heard! It was beautiful. He loved it when I straightened his fur around his knee and he started purring… I think he was my synaptic cat. He was so stretchy <3

Oh my...

I had a coffee and my computer had fun on its own... I think my VLC player is dating my Garbage bin... Are they having kids?... Will we get Singing junk?
What happened while I was away???

Alone

The house is warm but it gets cold at night... I'm sleeping alone again.
1 week.
1 nightmare.
1 day of pain because I have to live with that nightmare in my head... It's so real. It won't die... :(

I was so alone in it.
Left alone to defend for myself.
Living in a small room with an army bed and an old rug.
I was "the prey" in my dream.
Lots of boxing involved. :)

But I kept wating for my owner. He would come and save me.
My love would save me like he always does.
<3

The dream ended.

I woke up alone. I woke up with the hopelessness in my heart that my love is still far away.
My dream never got to the point where I LEARN and where I feel JOY.

In the dream I distroyed all my enemies and punched out all the weirdos from my small room. In a way I was safe but not "home".

I woke up on my belly. I never sleep like that.

Tonight I'm drinking more water so I have a reason to keep my dreams short and full of nice endings as well as cute people.

Yes, I'm training HERE. It's a GYM ain't it?

I go to the gym to train like an animal... like a person who knows that she wants to be better and bigger than yesterday.
I don't see how that is weird.

People should let others go to the gym and LIFT!

I get this sometimes:

A human: "You look like you're really lifting there..."
Me: "Tä." I take my earphones off...
A human: "...you look like you're really training. Is it heavy?"
Me: "Thanks? ... Yes. I like it like that." I crank up the music...
A human: "I just... hmm. Öö."
Me: "Have a good day." :)

***

I've done some posing lately again... at the gym I mean. People who know me don't care anymore but there are always some who seem to not like it... too much.
I can't help it. If I want to be better than last time, I need my poses. :) It's only 10 minutes.
And there's no point in posing at home alone in dim lights and not smiling enough... :)

I want to be the best I can be. So I smile and I pose. I practice to be the best. :)
The gym was so crowded that I couldn't take pics with out some one else being in them so I took some in the showers...

DOMS in my legs from yesterday <3

today: upper body - push

Hat

I made myself a hat. Again.

I need a clothing label... Maybe
MPH
or
Aiim
or
HB...

Äshh, I've made more clothes this year than in the last decade..

I also need to buy those "printing things" so I can draw and write on my new clothes... Logos :)

Emotions and shit

Pics from my HIIT tonight:

Jep, it's snow alright...

 freeky real, dog-wee, full of crap, ice cold, shitty snow (it hasn't snowed for a while, it's just some ice from the near by "hockey house"-what ever)

it gets dark at nights... still I do my HIIT :)
it's very liberating, almost emotional to be so "free" :)

NO. It is not the sun, it is not a UFO or a meteor... it just means that when skiing (like Crazy and wearing a bad hat) you will have lights on around the track... so you can ski your ass off ...at NIGHT :)

Noora who?

I have a friend. She has a BODY.

http://www.sportlife.fi/wordpress/author/noorah/

a pic from her blog

Noora is going for gold next year and I hope I can help her with frequent massages and muscle maintenance all the way through ...and After the competitions! There's NO NEED to stop taking care of your body just because a specific date has passed by... :)

an old pic from earlier this year @ kuntokeskus K&M, Lahti

I believe that the BAD head aches that I had last month were a result of too little maintenance.. I did ALL I could (and extras too), but I didn't get enough help from Others. :)

I'll never make that mistake again.

Kissing androids

He's back! Sir Patrick Stewart :) and he brought a friend: Mr. Brent Spiner 

 <3 OMG! <3

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=101719039970493&set=pb.100003971913104.-2207520000.1382637107.&type=3&theater

Patrick told me to use his first name so I will. 

In my dream we (Patrick and I) played around with mirrors and sunglasses. For some reason we both thought that it was hilarious how we looked in our reflections. We laughed so hard it woke me up a bit. Quickly I sank back into my dream and we were on a spaceship somewhere far away, orbiting a huge gas planet. It was a mining planet even though it was mostly dense gas. 

We had a mission! (Yes! On a mission with Captain Picard! I love this dream! <3) 

An unmanned shuttle had been robbed that was carrying "whatever dense gas they mined". We were shown a video recording of the robbery in a room that overlooked the planet. The view was amazing. Swirly gas clouds slowly, slowly moving beneath us. It was a beautiful amber planet with three, small ice moons.

Apparently the shuttle always takes the same route and travels the same time every day. It doesn't have any other functions but to carry its load up to the mother ship and return back down to be filled. 

We were amazed of the two robbers who had taken a single SMALL shuttle from earth to this far off planet (it must have taken them months to get here?). The video showed that they climb out of their little white shuttle and maneuver it from the outside to catch up to the "gas shuttle". They roped their prey with their oxygen lines and boarded the shuttle. It's much bigger than their shuttle because it has a capability to carry crew as well as serve as a living/working area for miners. 

It doesn't take long for them to override the "gas shuttle's" computer and set a new course.

We were told that the "gas shuttles" always stop if they come into trouble. They are programmed to stop so that they do not run into the mother ship if they malfunction. I guess the gas they carry is quite dangerous in empty space.

I looked at Picard. He was in his thoughts for a moment. Then he raised his head and said:

"Mr. Data. What do you think of this?"

<3<3<3 Here's where I sank to my knees! DATA! In my dream! <3<3<3

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Data was sitting on the other side of the room. He rested his elbows on his knees like a rundown human. 

Data: "Sir, I believe that we are witnessing something more than just a robbery on this video. I believe that this is a hoax."

Picard: "What do you mean?"

Data: "Sir, I believe that the two robbers seen on this video are actually still here, orbiting around this planet. I also believe that this was not a robbery at all, but a way to play our interests away from the real issue at hand: The financial crisis of this mining station."         

Picard and Data talked more but I can't remember it all... Most of the time I just stared at Data when he spoke. I listened to the words that he chose to communicate as simply, but as accurately as possible. He never used his hands or body to make a point. Oh, how I love listening to people who talk like that. <3

Picard seemed happy with the analysis that Data gave about the robbery and investigations were spread outside the shuttle incident. Data had been right. The shuttle was found on the other side of the planet, inside one of the large storms. The two men were not charged with anything for they thought they were taking part in a safety rehearsal. 

A while later I saw Mr. Data in that same observation room. He was sitting in that same chair, looking out at the planet, a bit crouched over, so much like a tired human… I've never seen him like this? Was he ok? Was he malfunctioning in some way? Maybe I could help him run a self-diagnostic? 

Me: "Sir?... Mr. Data?"

Data: "Yes, Miia."

Me: "Oh… I… I just wanted to say how much I admire how you solved this whole mess." I started to walk over to him… very slowly. I guess I was afraid that the dream would end before I get to him so I made everything slow down.

Data: "I simply looked at the facts and made my conclusions based on them. There was always the possibility that I could have been wrong." He smiled at me.

Me: "I wish I could be as smart as you."

Data: "I am a machine. You can never be like me." 

Me: "Yes, you're right." … "Um, may I touch you?"

Data stood up and held out his hand.

Me: "No, I meant. Can I touch your face?"

He sat back down and didn't move. I walked over and bent down to his face to look into his eyes from 15cm… 10cm…

Data: "This is closer then I've been to a female human in many years." 

Me: "I'm sorry, but I have to do this." I sniffed his skin and felt his cheek with the back of my hand. He felt so real! I was close enough to kiss him, just to know how it feels to kiss an android… but I didn't. There was no need to know everything. I went really close to his cheek with my face and just when the soft hairs of my cheek touched his skin I woke up.

Oh, boy. 

What a wet dream for a Trekkie like me! :P

<3<3<3 

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Samuli Koutajoki

He's my PT.

For the first time ever... he made me whisper my secret safe word at the gym...
It was leg day.
He didn't hear me.
We kept going and I kept lifting.
He stood right behind me and didn't let me fall or quit.
He's my PT.

"Samuli makes my leggies grow biggie!"

You can find Mr. Koutajoki here:

www.kuntokeskuskm.fi

STOP-PP-pushing me!

(I'll edit his later.) We have a coffee machine at work… an automat. It takes coins and the sugar will eventually kill you. I had a coffee machine in my dream last night. It was a nice one. It kept giving me extra coins and I couldn't fit them in my coin purse so I just kept stuffing them in my pockets and shoes (?). A man came behind me. He wanted to use the machine but I hadn't gotten my cup yet, I was still in the middle of making money with it  He started pushing me, poking and kicking slightly with the tip of his shoe. I told him to "Back it off!" He didn't listen. This is where my dreams tap in to some freaky ancient monkey shit DNA… I roared at him like a lion and went real close to his face and snapped my teeth right by his nose. He looked wary but kept yelling he wanted to use "that darn machine!" I was still waiting for my cup to fill so I jumped at him (I jumped maybe 5cm, he's really close) and licked his face. I literally wet his whole cheek. I do this in my dreams a lot! I think I've seen it in so many movies where you get out of a tight grip just by kissing the attacker (I think Roger Rabbit or Bugs Bunny did it). He backed off. I got my coffee and a kilo of change. The guy was quite handsome: Athletic, youngish, well groomed… but WHAT AN ASS HOLE. Looks aren't everything.

Please let go...

Last night... it's still here. The dream about a view to a lake, a big house, a happy life and a summer night... it's still here. Sitting inside my head. It's so real.
Please go away. You're not real.

It's dark out side, it's not summer... we don't have a house by the lake........ yes, we are happy, but it's WINTER! I don't need a summer in my head right now. I need snow and ice. I need wool and fire and socks and hats and furry animals in my head. <3

...sometimes dreams hurt. They just STICK LIKE MONKEY GLUE. Almost laughing at me... laughing at my reality :) :) silly dreams :)

Hoping to see a wolly mammoth tonight.

Summer hotel in an empty city

Me: "Nice hotel but where's my room?"
Clerk: "You'll find it. Just follow the clues…" ;)
 Me: "Mm-hm." :/

 I walked outside. The weather was perfect for a day at the beach. This small city seemed familiar. I knew I've spent many nights here before.
I saw a gas station on the other side of the road that I often used to fill my coffee cup and get fuel for my motorcycle. It looks like Shell but sometimes it turns into a Teboil after I'm done with my shopping. They have the best maps there: All the roads and cities of my dream world. I just never buy one. I wonder why?

 I walked across the yard and came to the yellow, 3 storeys, stone buildings that had the suites and other hotel rooms in them. The window frames were all handmade and the wood that had been used was some kind of drift wood, really thick and dark. It looked wonderful against the pale yellow plaster.
It was so hot that most of the windows were open to let the air flow in and out of rooms. I had a wooden card in my hand that said "Cyclon 1". A door close to me had the same writing. It looked like a door to the cellar. I walked in.
The floors were cold and made of dark marble. I followed the stairs to the first floor and looked at a windowsill. A card stood there: "Wish for your room and you shall get it." Hmm, this ain't no normal hotel? I stretched my head out of the window to see if there were any other notes on the other side but I found none.
The window was to the inner ward. Almost no wind on that side… the building felt warm and I imagined a big bubble of warm air rising from the middle and lifting everything up: birds, insects, clouds, me… I don't remember finding my room. Instead I went back to the main building and found a restaurant. It had a beautiful view of the sea. I had a salad and a glass of water.

here we go

No stupid dreams last night. I was even lucky enough to FORGET MY DREAMS today! It doesn't happen often enough. I still have some old (bad) dreams from over 30 years ago that I would like to forget... but no. Dreams stick like crazy glue. I have GOOD ones too from when I was about 3 or 4... They don't make much sense (elfs dancing) but I still remember them sometimes :) and laugh :)

it was dark driving home from Lahti... but Z4 knew the way :) 

My favorite PT "killed" my shoulders last night so it was nice that the car knows where we live <3

It's not dark ALL the time. I bought new shoes for running today. 

It was a nice +7 C or something but still my toes froze. Wrong socks! I'll knit myself some better ones.

The worst massage EVER...

Last night... huh... what a piece of shit customer I had.

In my dream I had this beautiful massage table (portable). I had only the richest and fittest customers :) hahaa, I loved it. Only the biggest rooms in hotels and fresh flowers every time... <3
I had everything I wanted as a freelance masseur for the VIP.

Until HE came along.
Stupid idiot man.
Rich idiot boy.

He kept lying 90 degrees the wrong way (hanging on the table), he was always naked (I tried to keep him warm with towels but he didn't wan't help) and he kept falling asleep and his favorite sleeping position seemed to be "the crawling soldier".. (do you know it? ... ähh, who cares.)

What an idiot. AND he didn't pay me >:O
Next time I see him I'll slap him!

We'll see what happens this night... I'm sleeping with the curtains open this week.
I'm trying to learn to sleep with "lights"... It's going ok. Maybe it's not light that keeps me up and brings the zombies in my dreams... maybe it's "sounds"?

I tested using soft space music in the summer but maybe I should find some white noise?
Groovy...

Keep your shirt on!

My tattoos hide my shape... Not completely, just enough to hide shadows.
But sometimes in the gym the light catches peaks and shapes...
These pics are from the shower room. Not the Good light I'm talking about.

Just imagine that I have cuter, muscular arms:

Last night I spent having fun at a "special air show". Basically the planes never took off. They just taxied around and we looked at them from close up and took pictures of the paintings and pilots (it was still LOUD). Everyone was so happy there. Ice-cream stands here and there... :) 

We even had a really old Mig-21 (painted red and white) and it made a circus trick. It taxied past the main spectator stand and jumped in to a huge circus cannon and clowns drove off with it. The wings folded inward so it fit perfectly. The pilot was ok. He got popcorn.

I think the "plane jumping in to a cannon" is quite clear... It sure sounds like a train rushing in to a tunnel, huh... ;)

I had a sex dream and I didn't even know it :D

Hahaa! :)

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I'm watching a mummy-movie tonight. 

I'm hoping they don't sneak in to my dreams.

Zombie-mombie-mummies... yigh... :(