Wow, my body definitely is telling me what it needs!

I got back from a trip to Tucson vowing that I would get back on Paleo track and I have.

I feel like my body is saying,
Thank you!
Thank you!
Thank you!

Super excited to try these fun summer foods!


Also, for those who have been agonizing over my having to give up avocados, I am happy to report...I tried eating them again.  I'm a really slow learner and even when I'm given an answer I keep making the same mistakes over and over and over...but in this case it actually worked out in my favor...no so much the case with me dating "bad boys." <----Seriously, Katie, get a life.

Anyway, you can all exhale, I can eat them again.  At least for today I can and it was AMAZEBALLS!  Best avocado of my life.  Thank you Costco and thank you to myself for my phenomenal avacado slicing skills.  It really is an art.  I excel at three things and cutting avocados is one of them.

Ok, I'll share my secret.  You cut it WHILE it's in the skin and then very carefully scoop it out while keeping all slices in tact.  What?  You learned that when you were five?


Pineapple Popsicles
Pineapple, coconut milk and vanilla extract!  So easy and yum!

Chipotle Mango Salad 
(Just sub the creamy dressing for some salsa to avoid the stomach ache)


Frozen Fruit Ice Cubes!
I'm positive I won't make these, ever, but for someone who is craftier than I...great idea!

Dear Red Box,
I think you're a stupid idea.  Because of your "Just $1 a day" policy, I have just been charge $32 for the same freaking 2 movies.  One may say it's my fault for being so irresponsible as to not return movies for so long, but I blame you.


Dear Tom and Danielle,
Are you sure you want to trust me with your children for 3 nights?  See above for my responsibility level.  I will do my personal best to remember to feed your children, keep clothes on them and remember to retrieve them from school...but I make so promises. 


Dear Jetta,
I GET IT!  YOU NEED SERVICE!  You can turn off the little wrench blinky thing now.  




Dear Crossfitters Who Started Way After Me and Always Beat Me,
Stop it.  You're making me look bad.




Dear Newly Manicured Hands and Feet,
I love you!


Dear Banfield Vet,
No, I don't want you to biopsy the bump on my dog's leg for over $100.  Why don't you go ahead and use your vet skills to tell me that it's probably a wart or nothing to worry about?




Dear Best Friend,
Hmm, I'm not sure what to say about this gift that just came in the mail for me:

Thanks for stopping by! Welcome. Check it out. Read around!

Why is it that all throughout the week I see/do/hear things that I think, "Oh-em-gee. LOVE." and now when it's time to put it down I can't think of anything.

Perhaps I should change this to What I Find Mediocre Wednesday. No?

Here are the biggest things I love this week.

Raw Excitement
Philip and Lily's parents surprised them with a trip to Disneyland yesterday.  Oh if I could bottle the excitement in this picture I believe I could stop wars.



Pure Joy
If you're ever in a horrible mood, head to the nearest Splash Pad, grab a cup of coffee and watch those little ones dance in water.  Squeals of excitement, kids making new friends, small crises promptly fixed by mom's hugs.  Your mood will quickly turn around.



Brother/Sister Teams
First best friend, biggest ally of your life.  You share everything, from DNA to chicken nuggets.   I love a good brother/sister team.


Front and Center Parents
There. Focused. Really, really there.

I went to a conference this weekend.  I laughed.  I learned.  I wrote important things on paper...well, mostly I doodled on my paper.  You laugh but that is how I keep engaged.  You can bet that if I'm looking at the speaker I'm tuned out but if I'm doodling, I'm taking it all in!

As I was tracing over one of my designs the speaker said, "Nothing is impossible."

I have always had all these ideas in my head.  I want, I want, I want but there's this little a-hole in my head that says, "You can't.  You won't.  You're not capable."

But you know what?  I AM.

So, my new trajectory...
1.  Be the Title One Facilitator
2.  Be an Assistant Principal
3.  Be a Principal

**While doing all of those things:
CO-WRITE A BOOK!
Oh yes, I said it.  We're doing it.  My partner in crime, the person who knows more about teaching than I ever will, and I are writing a book.

And then...we're going to get it published.

And then...we're going to become educational consultants.


As all of those speakers at the conference were speaking I thought, I could totally do that.

I mean I'm not funny enough to be a comedian but I can certainly stand in front of an audience and make them listen.  And even if it goes poorly I'm bound to trip and fall up there at some point at which point I can always be the star in these future water cooler conversations, "Remember that speaker who fell?"

Is there a voice telling you that you can't?


Kick that voices arse.  And when it comes back...kick it again.

If you tell people your dreams and they half-heartedly smile with a sarcastic grin, kick their arse too.  No, don't do that.  I don't advocate for violence.  But...you could step on their toe.  Call it an accident but you and I will know that you're showing that voice whose boss.

NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE.

HOLY SH** THAT WAS HARD.

H-A-R-D.

It was 90 degrees when I got out of my car at the Thompson Peak trailhead.


I knew it was going to be a tough day.  I knew Crossfit 480 wouldn't just move the WOD out of the box and to a hiking trail without a seriously tough agenda.

I thought of a million reasons not to go but I had committed myself to at least 3 days a week every week this summer and couldn't quit now.

BUT...I was still so scared.  As in, flashbacks of when I first started CF480, scared.  Being inside of CF480 gives me magical powers and allows me to do things I wouldn't normally be able to do, Super Katie, if you will.  So, how were things going to be when I had to workout outside of there??


I was one of the first ones there and the guys said, "Oh, we just finished it.  It wasn't that bad."
IMH: Are you effing kidding me?  One of you is a Lulu Ambassador and just got back from Regionals and the other one eats Paleo like it's his job.  So, no, that doesn't make me feel any better at all.  Thank you.


Sidenote:  It's BEAUTIFUL there and SO nice.  I love nice places that are a little fancy with nice bathrooms.  All of the above were there.


WOD-Partner
Train Run (I like how they wrote just that and didn't mention that it was at least a mile)
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30 KBHP (Kettle Bell High Pulls).  *While your partner is doing this, my original thought was that I would get to rest.  No, we had to Plank...the whole time.  I call false advertising Gentlemen.
Partner #2 executes
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20 KB
Partner #2 executes
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30 KBHP
Partner #2 executes
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20 KB
Partner #2 executes
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20 Goblet Squats
Partner #2 executes
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Trail Run (The same one...that's almost a mile...and they didn't mention the distance...again)
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Let me re-cap-We RAN almost 2 miles, lifted something metal and heavy a LOT of times and did the equivalent of a million sit-ups.  Rad.


Negatives: 
1.  I almost died.
2.  I was the reason we were last--dead last...and that's embarrassing to me.
3.  My legs felt like they weren't getting any oxygen at all, really weak, like Jello--if anyone with a medical degree (or anyone who reads a lot of WedMd) can tell me more about this I'd be happy.
4.  I saw the camera out and I really dislike not having the option to give my approval on pictures for the website, cause all of them that have me in them come out lame. **Boys, think like a good girlfriend would before posting pictures.  If my friend looks stupid I won't post.  It's the code.



Positives:
1.  I had a great partner.  Thanks for the encouragement!!
2.  I did not die.  --always a plus
3.  I didn't sprain my ankle.
4.  I busted my ass for over 30 minutes...GO KC!

PS.  A friend told me that maybe I should start taking Barre Class the other day and I thought for a second about doing less days at CF and it almost gave me an anxiety attack.

Are you thinking this about me?  Yeah.  You know it.

Things you will think when you read this blog...if my writing is as I intend for it to be (which is sometimes up for debate):
Your Thought: Your friend, Josh, is in an asshole.
Fact: Sometimes he is, in fact, an asshole...but for the most part he's my best buddy, so don't hate too much (you can hate a little).

Your Thought: This is kind-of your fault Katie.  You should have known better.
Fact: Noted.

Your Thought: Are you exaggerating?
Fact: Not even a little bit.  I'm being sassy but not lying.  Swear.


So, it's my birthday weekend.  I had just finished Pat's Run and was feelin' pretty great.  Josh took me to Two Hippies for breakfast-quaint lil joint that serves some fab food.

We're doing what we usually do, solving the world's problems making fun of people and enjoying our eggs.   I told him how excited I was that I got a giftcard for a new swimsuit and that I was going to head to the mall after we ate to pick out my new swimsuit.

"Oh my gosh!  I have to go to that same mall to pick up my glasses!  Should I help you pick out your swimsuit?"
IMH: Hmmm, normally that would be a resounding, no but...it's Josh. "Sure!"

We go.  Pay attention, Gentlemen...
I bring you...