Thursday, June 25, 2015

Mines, a religious group and my sorry a$$

I finally got that flight booked, the long flight to the USA :)
I had a pit stop in Iceland and I found out that my fight had been cancelled but everyone was getting on a big cruise ship and we would eventually arrive a couple days late.
Wow! A cruise!
I was so lucky!

I walked behind everyone else to our ship. They had a lot of luggage. On the way I noticed a military ship that people were using as a "bridge" to get to another ship that was going back to South Africa.
Me:"Why is that military ship blocking that other ship? Don't you guys have any other places for them over here in Iceland?"
Some random soldier:"It works as a Customs office. Move on,"
Me:"Wait, I'm not going to SA, I'm going to the States."
He pushed me through his ship and slammed me to the ship's (SA) floor.
Me:"I said I have tickets to go to the US!"
The guy:"We'll see if you're going anywhere with that attitude, I'll get my CO.Wait here."

I didn't wait. I sneaked back on the military ship and looked for an open window so I could jump out without anyone noticing, but then......
"FXCK!"
Too late. The ship was already moving and we were no longer attached to the pier.
"shiiiiiit"

I was stuck on that GD military ship with the CO of that idiot of a  soldier looking at my clothes that were not (and I quote) "not issued by the official firm".
"Get ready to dive, dive, dive...!"
Once I heard that I shouted "WTF is going on here?"
CO: "Calm down, unwanted lady. We're here to mine the seas with 15 mines. We're here to do our job. So shut up and learn,"

They dove the ship to 50m and started leaving big, round sea mines to the a mathematical pattern just outside Iceland's borders. I didn't understand WHY they would bother. Who was the enemy? But they did look beautiful, floating out there, all round and spiky... dark balls of hell. Just waiting.

***

It took a while but I got to use my charms... I had the upper hand on things and I found a way out through the kitchen. I was stuck at a religious center and the keepers "of the heard" were fxcking nuts! I heard 'em talking about putting us through a systematic "school for the unwilling". It sounded so bad that I ran.
I found an abandoned elevator shaft but there were two guys sitting there talking. At this point I wasn't even surprised to see them... Bruce and Bruce, Well to be specific it was Bruce Oreck and Bruce Willis chatting along about the right way to shoot the bad guys. I heard a voice inside me say "don't trust the other Bruce, he's an actor."

***

I did A LOT of squats last Wednesday. I still felt it on Friday. I FELT it in every move... I need to eat more.

My squatting had a lot of one legged Bulgarian squats in it but with normal weights 25-45kg x10. I did maybe 6-7 sets. I also did a lot of other basic stuff... It took maybe 2 hours.



Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Numbers and nothing

So the scale at the gym says I'm 60kg. So the scale at home says I'm not.
So what.
It's still Not 65kg.

So I keep going. Going to the gym and going to the fridge... I keep moving. I keep living this life and enjoying this lifestyle.

I failed in my trial.
I didn't reach my goal weight for midsummer.
So what.
Well.... I try again. It's closer now ;)
It should be easier ;)

I'll make it.
I'll get to my Big goal and I'll push through it to another world :)

I need to get checked.
I need to book an Inbody test.
I want to know where I'm at.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Boring life

There's nothing boring about my life but people do think so.... not a lot of people but even people who know me.

Usually it's all about my food and what I can drink and won't eat.
People worry... they buy stuff that says "fitness" on it (so I can have a snack and not explode) and it's full of sugar (so I eat it but I feel sick afterwards...) or they don't get anything or they buy like a half a carrot for everyone and expect us to eat like mice...
...and still keep asking about my diet (that isn't even a diet) and then they offer their views on eating which are usually "oh, I had half an apple and smelled some bread this morning... I don't really need food but I wish I had muscles..."
WTF?

(And before I start getting "anger mail" again Remember: most of this shit is just fictional stuff. Stop trying to find problems where there are none.)


I didn't go to the gym tonight. Honey is too busy.
I stayed home. Ate. Did some maintenance on my body.
Took a looong shower.

Ate some more :)

Living the good life ;)

BTW, if you know Korean, please contact me and help me with my rice cooker!
Thank you! <3

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Easy fit

There's a gym in Kouvola where the iron is light and the workouts are super.
At least if you're there with Satu. <3

Monday, June 15, 2015

Just shoot the MF...

It was a gun & security show. One of the biggest in Finland. I was on a team of explosive experts and we kept sweeping the show areas with our special equipment (they looked like satellite phones but they were sensors to snif out explosives and dangerous radiation). We had gotten a letter that someone was planning an attack on the Saudi Arabian group who were showing off their new "sand proof" hot fuelling system for just about any petrol operated vehicle or machine.

One of the security checks at the door lead to a fist fight and the sec.officer found a geigermeter on the man.
"Red alert" and we woke up all the dogs. We had 10 bomb dogs and 12 androids  (small monkeys) that started sweeping the areas again. All the bathrooms were cleared and after they had interrogated  (beat the hell up) the guy with the geiger we found a small source of radiation in a garbage bin. It was right in the middle of everything.
We didn't engage at first. We just marked the place, turned our cameras and waited. One of our outside teams started a "fight" with one of the sausage stands and soon after we saw a guy running for the bin. He put his hand in and took out a package. It was the size of a normal sub sandwich but it sure weighed a lot more. We stopped him outside the building and confronted him... An older black guy. Not scared at all. He wasn't a courier. He knew what was going to happen...
Suddenly our boss shot two of our men and jumped in a car an shouted to the black man to jump in. They were in on it together!?!

"What the hell?!" I shouted.
"Ram them with the bus!" We had a bus just coming into the area with the night crew. The busdriver ran into the boss's car wrecking both of their front suspensions. The cars were stuck and we were at a stand off. Our boss told us to leave, to forget about this and trust him. He said he knew what he was doing... Some lf us hesitated. He had only wounded our men when he shot them. I knew I had never trusted that MF. He was going Down!

And I knew this would end badly...

The bus was nearly empty. The driver had been hurt but he was evacuated through the back windows just like the rest of the crew...
Our boss saw his chance. We went for the bus driver's assault rifle as his helper shot random shots into our other cars. I had sneaked into the bus already and I was going for that same rifle. We grabbed it at the same time. He had the stronger grip so he got it out of the rack but I had a good grip on the muzzle and I used it like a spear and poked his guts as hard as I could. He lost his breath and I got the gun.

Safety off - 1 shot in the chest (he had a vest) - I looked around for the other guy as our (ex) boss stumbled back and started to fall out the bus window. I kept my gun ready. I saw the black man looking at me and as he was raising his gun at me he got the shock of his life as somebody shot electrocution rods to his chest. His gun dropped to the ground as his body crouched to the joys of 50 000 Volts.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Embrace every failure

I wrote the headline before I squatted with 120kg on my back.
It took a long time for me to get into the right zone. ... I mean it took more than 5min. And I needed the right song.

At first I just thought it would be ok to just set it down.  To do ONE negative rep.

Hell no.

I can't live or lift like that!
"Oh. I'll just try it but I won't care if I don't make it.."
Fxck no!

I took on the challenge. (Of course I used safety bars.)
And I did it.
3 slow reps. Not down to 90 degrees (the safety bars were just a bit too high) but close enough. (I got it on video)

Monday, June 8, 2015

Shh...HIIT!

I gotta.
I just gotta.

HIIT.
Or just HIT if it's a lazy day...

I'm still following my EAT, REST and only train 4 times a month -program. It's kinda ok but it can make me a bit lazy. So when I finally DO go to the gym I want to do my very best. This means I warm up well but quickly.

I lost the baby... again!

Had a nap. Had a dream. Woke up feeling guilty.

I've been dreaming about going to the States some day and taking part in a Warhouse gymcamp! :)

So I did.
In my dreams, but hey... I had fun And got to meet everyone without spending any money on tickets or time on flying.

I was there with baba. It was the "last camp before xmas" and parts of the gym were ice cold. Dana Linn Bailey was training in front of everybody. She talked about shoulder control on a hard back day... Rob was drinking water next to the shiny trailer. I saw my chance and got his attention by yelling "Rob, I love you!"
(I must be ovulating...)
I talked with Rob, got a great selfie with him and .... and where's the baby?
I remembered carrying him upstairs and checking out the Flag nor Fail "areas". I must have put him down for just a second and... and then I guess I forgot about him?

I ran upstairs and started going through the rooms we had seen... no baby :(
Shit!
Where the fxck is he?!

I was starting to panic. I'm here in Philadelphia and people are expecting Both of us to come back home next month... then I heard it. A weak cry and thumping. Baby came crawling around the corner and he was dragging his sleeping bag with him. He had been crying for a while. I could tell just from his red eyes and the tired movement he still had in him. I lifted him up and he fell asleep against my shoulder <3
"Good boy, baby... good boy."

I walked back downstairs and put kiddo into my extra large gymbag. I sat in the back for the rest of the program. There was an excellent and super motivating speech by Rob about starting your own business and taking the first big risks. ...

Gosh he's GOOD! :)

Because I love you

You sat in your chair by the window. I stood in front of you and blocked part of your view. I wanted to stay close to you. The night was beautiful. All those lights, all those people down there in the streets. We were so high the windows could not be opened for security reasons.
I wept.
Was this our last night together? :(
Why did you have to leave...
"Please don't leave me..." I could hardly talk.
You rubbed your face slowly. You were tired. It had been a long night.
"Babe. It's only for a while. It's my job to go. You know as well as I do that I always come back to you..."
I felt like crying and I hugged you. You held me tight and close. I could hear your heart beat and I felt your warm body...
"I love you." I whispered.
***
I woke up crying again.
Sometimes I have the strongest dreams about men... last night I spent a lifetime with Sir Patrick Stewart again <3
The dream world I have has an overwhelming affect on my days. I still miss Patrick like crazy.
Well... I'm sure he's fine. I  just noticed that he has a wife about my age. :)
(Patrick was born in 1940)
:D

Patrick has been in my dreams before:

http://lafemmefitale.blogspot.fi/2013/07/high-intensity-rest-day.html

<3

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Better off last time

Lieing around at home...

2 more hours and it's gym time.

"Rest while you can. Rest and regain your strength.
Grow just a little bit more so you can tare down so much more..."

Friday, June 5, 2015

Not painful enough

I have been listening to a lot of motivational speeches.
I need stuff like that.
I enjoy stuff like that.
I eat it up like cake and I keep asking for more.
Everything Super motivating just tastes like that cake in Pollyanna:

http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pollyanna_%281960_film%29

I saw that movie ten times and I always cried at certain parts... it's just so good.

Maybe I do need to listen to those speeches a lot more than the guy next to me but it can't harm me to keep pumping iron with my mind and my gray brain cells. :)
I get energy just from listening. I learn every time something new. I Know their words help me to focus... Eventually it will make a difference. I don't care if I have to listen to them a hundred times. I Feel better after every video. It's like candy and cake... carbs for my brains.

I've been writing letters to people I know as well as to people I've never met. Some of them have answered back and some of them I Know are too busy to ever even notice....

Why am I doing all this you might ask. Why do I reach out and start a conversation with people who don't know me or used to know me as someone else...
Why not.

Good timing is now.
Live now and you might not regret as much later  ;)

But all those speeches... won't I feel bad about not being as motivated and "on my right track" as all of them?

No.
It's not a race.
Well it is a race to a certain degree but I'm the only competitor. So the better I do the better the all time world record will be :)

So...
Enjoy the process. A hard thing for me to remember but an important thing for all of us to keep in mind. Enjoy the trip. Look out side and take pictures. Get lost and find your way. Take more pictures. Remember. Learn. Enjoy.

Love the life you have or change it for the better.

Everything takes time. Sometimes it's good to just sit down and look at the world.

Joy.
It is not hard.

If you don't feel like it then just fxck it all. Don't givea fxck for a while and you'll reboot. Don't worry.
It's Your world too ;)

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Up!

I don't know why but when I was just about to give up and put my barbell back on the rack I started yelling "UP!" with all my (super slow) reps. It helped. I got 5 more reps out of me and I didn't even cheat too much. 
I was looking for the sweet spot so I had to experiment a little  ;)

But hey, "UP!" is the new imaginary coach  :)

I had 80kg on my back because I had snapped it earlier this week. I didn't want to stress it too much. 100kg would have been too much so I stuck to my 80 and did my sets with it.

The bar kept slipping down my traps and I couldn't feel anything in my quads. Most of the work went into my glutes and hams... oh well. I got some good slooooow reps out of that last set.

Big men

Ronnie Coleman... He's huge, he's strong and I think he's cute too :)

But in my dream he was an ordinary guy. No background in bodybuilding. He wasn't muscular or athletic. He was a normal but fat guy... he was on America's biggest looser and he had made it to the top 4! I kept cheering for him. I wanted him to win! He was my favorite and I knew he had it in him to win anything he puts his mind to.

Ronnie Coleman, 8x Mr Olympia

http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ronnie_Coleman

Mika Nyyssölä... I got some kind of a weird super liking to this guy. He's the Happiest bodybuilder in Finland and in my mind he's the most interesting personality in the (Finnish) bb business. I hope I get a chance to work with him or for him in the future  <3

In my dream we were at his loft and he needed help moving his sofas. He had 10 sofas up there! Why couldn't he ask some of his big boy friends to come over!
Jesus, I was SO tired after all that moving and he didn't even let me stay over to recover 'cause he was in a hurry to go to the gym with his wife :D

www.mikanyyssola.fi

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Snap

I snapped my back yesterday.
I was carrying kiddo and as I put him down I felt a hot/electric pain in my lower back. On both sides of my L4.
I couldn't move well after that and for the rest of the day I had to just sneak around after the baby or lie on my back. Thank goodness he can walk. I don't have to lift him up from the ground anymore. And it's enough that his feet touch the ground when I set him down somewhere.

I used a cold bag for my back and sprayed some magnesium oil on it too.
Still.... I had to take a painkiller so I could sleep right. And I had my normal stuff at night with baby: feeding and teething  ;)