I didn’t do any cardio warmup at all. I figured I’d maxed myself out enough yesterday with that Julia routine, during which I wore my vest almost the entire time. Today was pure yoga, after another (lengthy) session blogging. Charlie and I are going out for a late lunch (getting off The Hill!!!! at least as far as Hillsdale), but of course I’m lally-gagging.
My heart rate average is pretty good for an all yoga session!
This pre-solstice span of dim lighting and hill isolation is BRUTAL for me, on The Hill. I wasn’t here last December. I still had that humongous picture window to stare out of.
I two big “blows” that month though, not getting an offer for a branding gig at Nike and also not being entry-level enough (while having the nerve to submit “great” test projects) for Creative Coop. That’s when I knew I wasn’t going to be renting another apartment here in the “Economy of a Turnip” Portland. My salvation will HAVE to be remote freelance and fine art. It has to be. There is no other way.
I’m still working at being a real artist, not as much as I should, but I’m plugging away, albeit sporadically, in between incapacitating bouts of sadness and anxiety. I am reunited with my easel!* I hate to admit it, but I realized doing the math I only had it for a year or two before NYC circumstances separated us. It’s a miracle I have it again, even if we still need to get wheels and there’s a hell of a lot I need to get in order to really use it. That thing could handle one of those enormous canvases, say if I was working 5×9-feet or more. But the larger the materials the more expensive. I’m still using some 300lb arches watercolor paper I got either in college or by my mid 20s at the latest. I think it was $10 a sheet back then. And oils are super expensive… Bla, bla, bla.
*I need to give credit not just to Cathy, who had to offer to intervene twice before I realized she was serious, but also to Charlie who suggested I ask for it. I’d told him about my old easel, I guess in wistful tones. I never thought to ask for it. I knew what that would mean, in terms of my mother and the inevitable freak out. Ooooh that’d be a SHIT-STORM, I said. But I went ahead an initiated anyway. Once he gave me the idea I couldn’t help myself. Save the easel!!!
It’s a monument to a lot of things in my life, youthful optimism and a belief in my own artistic talent, to name just two. I kicked some ass at RISD, even if I didn’t have a sophisticated background.
Henry’s flea induced skin problem isn’t doing ANYthing good for my mood
He was worrying the main area this morning, while I was still lying in bed, so I picked him up to examine it while my coffee was brewing and it’s really raw, red and angry looking. What do I do? Keep him in a cone 24/7? We’ll both be miserable. But when I did that overnight, after discovery, and covered the area with salve it was much less red the next day.
Decided to just spend all day holed up thinking, if I want
So I’m in the 2016, Pacific Northwest version of the renunciate’s cave. I knew it. I’d never have come if I weren’t tricked*, so the universe made me believe I was coming here to live pretty much the same working, middle aged cat lady single existence (I’d been living before. I’d hoped to improve on the working situation, not to obliterate it!)
*This isn’t intended as blame on any individuals. A similar thing happened when my college BF and I were strongly considering moving to the NYC area and came down for a week in the summer, staying with his established Illustrator friend. We were at Scrap Bar when Axl Rose, at the very height of Guns and Roses fame, came in around 2am and sat at our table. When moving I was totally like, Oh ya, I’m totally making the right decision badgering my boyfriend into this. Rock stars sit with you & you get free beer!
The Hierophant says life is your teacher. Every experience is a lesson – a learning opportunity for growth and the solid understanding that conflicts are openings for new life to take seed. When you begin to feel oppressed by the “shoulds” and “oughts” of life – listen to your “inner” teacher. Once all the facts have been gathered by your conscious mind, they are fed into your subconscious, which sorts, assimilates and sends back a flash of intuition – the correct analysis. A simple good wish made for another puts divine power into action. As your prayers rise towards God, they are transformed into benedictions which descend from above. The search for “truth” is a prayer which is followed by illumination, consolation or grace and it always results in harmonious spiritual respiration.
Use your human situation in order to transcend your unevolved aspects. Through intuition you become united with the Universe – you learn to hold the two opposing forces of life in balance – having recognized that you can not resolve them. You “play the game” by understanding the rules and manners of the existing hierarchy and seeking out authorities in your field – making new allies by listening to your conscience. Share this wisdom with others – you are a teacher.
In the tenth position: Listen to these guides of grace shedding new light in old corners. You may view this as a new turn on an old truth or as a new pattern of truth speaking an entirely new language. It will expand your awareness by giving you new friends to play and study with. Pay more than usual attention to dreams, channeling, meditation, all inner resources, as well as the marvel of serendipity in everyday events.
I’m already playing pretty close attention to my dreams and daily, seated meditation.
Had a frustrated travel dream last night. If I could’ve knocked myself out at 7pm I’d have done so happily, relieved by oblivion. Instead I stayed up all night, obsessing about not having any good snacks and where I’d run away to if I could.
So in dreamland I’d flown to South Beach and met up with my friend Nako. We were supposed to rendezvous with Jane but difficulties ensued…
Did this along with the video. Intense! I wanna do all 12 days of this series but it won’t at all be consecutive, lol. I’m not up for one of these every day! I also got in a walk up to Council Crest Park with Charlie and Rocco today, though I was very slow. I got some snow boots but it’s like I don’t trust my own feet to stay under me. Coming back down the trail I insisted on putting on C’s cleat things and I still went at a snail’s pace. I didn’t grow up with parents who wanted to do anything more adventurous than trudge around suburban shopping malls, is my excuse.
Warmup: 5 reps each
Side lunge toe touches 1+1=1
3 way lunge switch forward lunge, side & rev l & switch
Round 1: (12 reps/per leg) with 8lb vest
1. Curtsy deadlifts 30 Leg stays in curtsy. Do 12 reps & then switch legs
Round 2: No rest tabata (20:10 x 4 each move pair) 4min
1. Squat + rear leg lifts 30 / lunge pulses 30
2. Fwd lunges 30 /switch lunges
Round 3: (50:10) – 3 min
1. Booty: Fast feet in pike 5 + 2 pike glute hops (like 3/4s a handstand, alt lead leg)
2. Lunges: Iron quadzillas
3. Shoulder: inchworm hops + plank jack shoulder taps x4 at the bottom
Round 4: (EMOM)- heavy weights 4 min with vest, 30
2. Curtsy Lunge keeping deadlift bet sides
3. Bicep curl + arnold press
4. Deep squat
Round 5: (10 reps)
1. Sumo deadlift + hop 30
2. Back load fwd lunge 30 alt, 10 per leg
3. Clean and press 40
4. Squats: Bum touches bench 40
5. Bench: weighted step ups 20 ten per leg & switch, leaving working leg on bench
Round 6: No rest tabata (20:10 x 4 each move pair) 6:20 min
1. Hydrant in bear crawl holds / lateral touchdowns (lateral hops touching floor on the low)
2. Scarecrow arms 20 Arms @ right angles, lift to shoulder height, goal post arms, squeeze elbows together in front, rotate hands back to level, lower arms / weighted squat jumps 20 Weights in hip creases
3. Decline burpee/ high knee toe taps
Round 7: (50:10)- heavy weights 7:35 min
1. Suitcase Deadlift + tuck jump 30
2. Curtsy Lunge + squat press
3. Clean and press + plank hop 30
4. Slider Pike abstwerknados
5. ninja jumpStep up & kick back + box jump
6. BTricep push up +4 squat pulses
7. Bosu Mountain climbers
Round 8: (AMRAP) –
3min: 2 SL deadlift to rainbows 30 +2 alt curtsy lunges to narrow press and front load squat
2min: Decline pushup to plank hop, broad jump, roll back, squat, broad jump back picking up 10lb weight instead of Bosu
Round 9: (30:10)- body weight
1. Bear crawl donkey kick pulse + kick up into headstand
2. Plyo curtsy lunges
3. Handstand, shoulder taps
4. Lat squat hops + squat hold and side toe taps
5. Plyo box: seated squat jumps
6. Spider push up x2 + frog jump
7. Straddle bench squat jumps
8. Dive bomber
9. Decline wide pushup + glute raise
Round 10 No Rest Tabata Pairs (20:10 x4): heavy, light weight 10 min
1. Runners lunge toe taps in/switch lunges
2. Arnold presses 30 /3 way squat jumps (ski, std, sumo)
3. Decline burpee/lateral box jumps
4. Decline on bosu diamond push ups/decline plank hops Took my vest off after the 1st round of the decline diamond push-ups. TOUGH!!
5. Narrow row 30 /dips
Round 11 (6 reps): heavy + medium weights
1. Deadlift 40
2. OH back lunges 20
3. Shoulder press 40
4. Narrow squats 40
5. Box jump
6. Standard burpees
7. C-sit on ball knees in + jump up and 2 tucks Wouldn’t do this move again. I’d do a roll back so I could get to my feet easily
8. Push-up: tricep push ups
9. Back: bent over rows 40
10. Tricep: tricep kickbacks 20
11. Bicep: curls 30
Round 12: (AMRAP)
3 min: Goblet squat to back lunge wood chopper (x2) + 5 overhead swings 20 Was a bit heavy for me by this point but didn’t drop down
2 mins: Squat and press to 30 box jump up and down to staggered pushup (one hand on weight)
2 mins: Slider Bosu mtn climbers (6) to 2 jack pushups to pike abs pick up bosu to 2 OH tricep extensions
Ended with some stretching, not really “yoga”, but I’ll get some in again soon.
I think I’m still going to have to take an advil though. I thought I’d work out first & see if I still needed it. Yep. I’m glad I worked up a sweat though cause I really fucking needed the endorphins. I’ve had Henry sequestered with me upstairs so I can keep an eye on him. I took the cone back off after three hours of salve soaking in, but of course he’s licked that area a lot. I followed him around awhile, relentlessly foiling him when he’d lick over the raw areas. I’ll have to see how it looks tomorrow…
He seems to want to stay close. He was parked right in front of my rope zone all through the HIIT.
From list on my own timing, (15/50)=48:40 for 2 sets.
Repeat cardio: Jump rope
Push-up, clean & press, squat & press, 40
Side to side squat, 35 (alt leg stepping out to the side, holding weight in middle)
180˚ jump squats (touching floor @ bottom)
Elevated push-up & punch out, alt arms
Wood chops, 15 (subbed for side to side swings)
Push-ups to reverse plank (or dip), hands on blocks
Push-up & row, lifting opp leg, 15s feet elevated
RL Weights overhead, backward lunge with a press-up, then knee lift, 20
RL Bicep curl & stationery lunge, 30
LL Hammer curl & stationery lunge, 30
Plie squat & Y press-swing up, 20 (weights swing down bet legs on the down)
Elevated side plank, lift bottom leg & then bring knee in to top elbow
Half burpee & hop lunge back alt sides
Deadlift, pulse @ the bottom & swing weights toward back of body on the up
Leg lift, table top on up, then swing hips back toward L-sit on the down (Bender style)
Hanging from pull-up bar, lift straight legs & V out
Suryas & fundamentals. Handstands felt really good today.
Dandasana & the two paschimos.
Finishing to Sirsasana. Savasana.
It’s still ashtanga if I did a couple surya namaskars! LOL. Not really but anyone familiar would recognize it. What I love about combining the bits of Ashtanga after HIIT is that you don’t have to do anything at all extreme in the yoga to still get a good workout. This is not so with the yoga alone!
I needed to “brush up” on my flea comb technique! I found the tip of putting soap in water to dunk the comb in, also that you should wipe the comb after each use in order to avoid redepositing any eggs on kitty. Gonna boil some water before I corner kitty under some bright lights this evening. #party
Look at comb with every comb and dunk into soapy water if there is a flea. Otherwise, rake comb onto napkin to remove eggs & dried blood specs (what larvae feed on) EVERY time you pull comb through fur. This way you aren’t redepositing those back onto cat.
I don’t think I see well enough to use a flea comb. The lighting is very dim in this house, in the dead of a Pacific Northwest winter especially. I got out the one SAD lamp I own but that makes a glare. I combed Henry all over the fucking place after I took the cone off for a bit this morning, just to let him eat and groom. I didn’t find one. How is following around my cat all day with a flea comb gonna work if I can’t fucking see the fucking fleas? Charlie found four yesterday, as he was showing me how to do this task I am ill equipped for.
I’m very tired. When I took my glasses off to install contacts I could confirm I look like shit. He slept next to me but we were both anxious, and he kept turning around to center the cone over my face so he could kiss me for petting, the comfort of touch. He thinks he’s being punished, no doubt.
Three skin conditions in eleven months!
He never had one before either, even though I walked him outside in Portland all spring and summer when I lived downtown and didn’t apply that last dose of Frontline I’d had. (I bought a 3-pack in NYC after I was warned about the dangers of flea infestation, and had applied it twice. Then I stopped walking him for the winter, and moved in the early spring.) I can’t believe this one got so bad before I noticed, but he’s got very thick fur. Now that there’s salve on it, you can see the wounds. They’re about a finger’s width wide and run along his spine, about half the length. It’d be like having a hand’s width raw patch (half the length of your back) on a person. No wonder he’s been less playful than usual!
I finally noticed when we were snuggling in the bed, before dawn yesterday morning. I felt a rough patch and made a mental note to check when I got up. When I found the first spot, I was concerned. Then I saw it kept going and going and was horrified. I guess I’m going to have to make a point of checking his entire body at least every other day.
The big “if”
I didn’t get to working out yesterday because I was so preoccupied. Also my easel arrived and we mostly put it together. It’s too big for the ceiling level and the wheels were lost along the way. I’d need those. But then I’d also need: oil paints; more brushes, medium, solvent, a palette stand, a drop cloth, lighting, canvases etc. I’d need a few thousand dollars of supplies just to get going, in other words. And then I’m like, Why the fuck did I want this thing? Part of me is still glad I’ve got it, I guess, even though it may well just stand there unused. We’ll see. If I got any illustration income I could make it happen.
So the flea problem really took the excitement away from the easel. I didn’t get around to working out either. Hopefully I will today though I am REALLY FUCKING TIRED. I did change the sheets & threw them in the wash, and then I hung my three blankets outside on the snowy deck. Apparently the cold will kill any eggs or larvae & he did sleep next to me all night. (Quite often he’ll only join me on the pillows in the early morning, but he needs extra love with the confusion.)