IT'S OVER!!!!!!!!!!!! I wonder if I will do any tomorrow. Hmmm....
I'd like to give a few shout outs. Lots of people helped me on this challenge.
Sweet Baby: counter! Thank you Sweet Baby for counting on that one day! And for all the words of encouragement. :)
KK: also a counter one day. And a workout buddy -- it's much more enjoyable with a buddy!
SFV: workout buddy! And thanks for filling up my water bottle!
MHE: workout buddy -- burpees out in the sun are not fun. Thanks for the hat.
SLS: workout buddy -- you are such a happy workouter!
This challenge -- I haven't been this fit in 10 years. Feels super. Thanks Mary!
Bye bye!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Day 98
Actually, this post should be called, "Day 98 or maybe 108." Today, I alternated between a set of 10 burpees and helping my mother clean out her garage. It was a day FULL OF FUN! Let me tell ya! I could barely tear myself away from one task to do the other! Well, the garage cleaning done for the day (and by done, I mean the garage won, and we went inside to cool off and pretend the garage was emmaculate after all our hard work), I said, "Mom, I'm going out to do the last 8!" So off I go to the driveway (which really helps keep those callouses working! yippee!). Okay, last 8! Wait. Is it the last 8? I've done 90? Is that right? What if I've only done 80? Oh man. I might have only done 80! Dangit! That means even if I've really done 90, I still have to do 18 because maybe I only did 80. Ugh!!!!!! 18, here goes it. Hmf.
Day 92-97
Um...it is really hot down here. I find myself constantly searching for shade. I'm sure I will melt if I have to do burpees out in direct sunlight. Also, I am really loving the callouses that are developing on the heals of my palms! I mean, that is just so special. So special.
Day 83-91
Day 89 marked the last day of school. WAHOOO!!! Day 91 was the last day of burpeeing around our nation's capital. It's back home for me now. I'd like to do a little reminiscing about my experiences burpeeing in the neighborhood parks.
Me: 46, breath, breath, 47, breath, 48...
Dachshund: RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF
Me: Why is that wiener dog barking at me? He is 50 yards away and sitting with what looks to be a very nice lady. I am no where near him; although I am internally protesting these burpees continuously, there is no reason that he should protest them!
Lady sitting with Dachshund (after seeing me death stare the hot dog for distracting my counting): He's just giving you encouragement!
Me: Oh, ha! Thanks! Well, that was nice little wiener dog! Sorry I silently cursed you!
Man with a fluffy dog (who looks kinda creepy, but there are a lot of people around, so no reason to run): Ma'am, excuse me ma'am?
Me: Number 5, I've done 5. Yes? Can't you see I'm busy here? I'm trying to do burpees AND count them!
Man: You know they've outlawed squat jumps in several states.
Me: Oh, he's making a joke -- he's not totally creepy! Haha! I wish they would outlaw them here! Haha!
Man: (not laughing, not smiling) They really have outlawed them. They are bad for your knees.
Me: Oh. What the?
Man: Yea, it's against the law to make kids in high school do them. They ruin your knees. I've had both mine replaced.
Me: Oh.
Man: I'm just tryin to keep you from having to go through that.
Me: Oh, thanks. What number was I on? Only 5? So 80 more? Ugh. It would be nice to get working on them instead of listening to this guy tell me about how bad they are for me. I'm not planning to do these every day of my life! Just everyday for 100 days -- I'll be fine.
Man: I'm just telling you. You look into them. I'm into cigarrettes. So...
Me: No, I appreciate it. Thanks. I can see that you are into cigarrettes. The smell is making me sick. I am definitely more likely to puke from that smoke than have my knees replaced right now.
Man: I just don't want you to have to get your knees replaced.
Me: Yes. I don't want that either. And I don't want you to talk to me anymore.
Man: I'm just telling you. You're a pretty girl and I don't want you to go through what I did.
Me: Okay...now you've crossed the line. You were just annoying and weird. Now, you are definitely creepy. Okay, thanks. Gotta go! And now I can't do my regular route today! Thanks a lot creepy man! Now I have to do 5 laps around the little park. hmf!
Me: What the heck kind of dogs are those! They are quite small, but fat. And curved. Do they have scoliosis? What...oh my gosh...no way... rabbits! On leashes! That's new.
Me: Aw, those kids are having a moonwalk party! I always loved moonwalks. How fun! Oh wow. The ice cream truck is at that party! Oh my gosh! Do I have time to run home and get money for that? No? No, I can't have ice cream? I have about 50 more burpees to do instead. What a lousy birthday party. [Looking back, I should have tried to join that party to get in that moonwalk. I bet I could have finished those 50 burpees in no time! What an idiot -- I thought ice cream was the answer. The moonwalk would have really made me happy!]
Me: 46, breath, breath, 47, breath, 48...
Dachshund: RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF
Me: Why is that wiener dog barking at me? He is 50 yards away and sitting with what looks to be a very nice lady. I am no where near him; although I am internally protesting these burpees continuously, there is no reason that he should protest them!
Lady sitting with Dachshund (after seeing me death stare the hot dog for distracting my counting): He's just giving you encouragement!
Me: Oh, ha! Thanks! Well, that was nice little wiener dog! Sorry I silently cursed you!
Man with a fluffy dog (who looks kinda creepy, but there are a lot of people around, so no reason to run): Ma'am, excuse me ma'am?
Me: Number 5, I've done 5. Yes? Can't you see I'm busy here? I'm trying to do burpees AND count them!
Man: You know they've outlawed squat jumps in several states.
Me: Oh, he's making a joke -- he's not totally creepy! Haha! I wish they would outlaw them here! Haha!
Man: (not laughing, not smiling) They really have outlawed them. They are bad for your knees.
Me: Oh. What the?
Man: Yea, it's against the law to make kids in high school do them. They ruin your knees. I've had both mine replaced.
Me: Oh.
Man: I'm just tryin to keep you from having to go through that.
Me: Oh, thanks. What number was I on? Only 5? So 80 more? Ugh. It would be nice to get working on them instead of listening to this guy tell me about how bad they are for me. I'm not planning to do these every day of my life! Just everyday for 100 days -- I'll be fine.
Man: I'm just telling you. You look into them. I'm into cigarrettes. So...
Me: No, I appreciate it. Thanks. I can see that you are into cigarrettes. The smell is making me sick. I am definitely more likely to puke from that smoke than have my knees replaced right now.
Man: I just don't want you to have to get your knees replaced.
Me: Yes. I don't want that either. And I don't want you to talk to me anymore.
Man: I'm just telling you. You're a pretty girl and I don't want you to go through what I did.
Me: Okay...now you've crossed the line. You were just annoying and weird. Now, you are definitely creepy. Okay, thanks. Gotta go! And now I can't do my regular route today! Thanks a lot creepy man! Now I have to do 5 laps around the little park. hmf!
Me: What the heck kind of dogs are those! They are quite small, but fat. And curved. Do they have scoliosis? What...oh my gosh...no way... rabbits! On leashes! That's new.
Me: Aw, those kids are having a moonwalk party! I always loved moonwalks. How fun! Oh wow. The ice cream truck is at that party! Oh my gosh! Do I have time to run home and get money for that? No? No, I can't have ice cream? I have about 50 more burpees to do instead. What a lousy birthday party. [Looking back, I should have tried to join that party to get in that moonwalk. I bet I could have finished those 50 burpees in no time! What an idiot -- I thought ice cream was the answer. The moonwalk would have really made me happy!]
Charter school recess monitor (after a just did 5 burpees and walked towards his station): You better quit that! You're setting the standard too high for the rest of us! [smile/laugh]
Me: Oh, haha! Sorry! Aw...thanks old man! You are so sweet! Just when I wanted to quit, you make me feel so good about this. Hmmm...so nice! I love nice people. I think I'm gonna cry.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Day 71-82
I have really been looking forward to getting outside and doing these burpees! Why? Well, they are waaaaaayyyyyyy better than studying! so. sick. of. studying. ugh. I feel guilty doing non-study things except for the burpees. I am committed to them! Speaking of feeling guilty, feeling that way right about now...better get back to it. :(
Monday, May 3, 2010
Day 68 - 70
Vacation!!!! Yay!!!!!! Oh wait, I don't get a vacation from burpees? No. So over the next 3 days I still have to do burpees when all I want to do is relax and eat bad food? Yes. Humph! For Day 68, I was all over the place, and by place I mean country. Where to do the burpees? I stayed up too late packing, so there was no way I could make myself get up early to do them. Hour drive to the airport. Maybe I could do some here in the parking lot -- oh, nope. Here comes the shuttle bus. We are at the airport, checked in, 2 hours early; maybe I should do some here. Nah! Let's go eat breakfast! Yummmm. Definitely no room on the plane for this -- I mean, I could do them in the aisle, but I have a feeling everyone would hate me for it, and a marshall might tackle me. Landed! But I can't do them now, I have to go get the 4 bags I checked! (fyi - these 4 bags are not for the 3 day vaca; they are a step in my moving home process.) Whew, those were heavy. Now for the 5 hour car trip!!! (Even though we were in a caddy, it just wasn't big enough for burpees - close though.) Hey, here's a good place - a gas station in the middle of nowhere! Yeah! This will do nicely! Hmm...that grass looks a little rough. Uh, this asphalt looks a little rough. Hmmmm...oh! A lovely patch of smooth concrete -- perfect!
So 25 burpees were burpeed outside the convenience store. I think my friends were a little embarrased (and a little impressed? huh? huh? were ya?) that I dropped and gave em 25 out there. But I was a good chunk through for the day! The rest I did at the hotel when we arrived.
Day 69's did not come easy. Well, I did 21 in the hotel room before lunch -- no sweat. Well, actually, there was sweat. But I tried really hard to keep that at bay since we were going to lunch and everyone looked cute. So I would do 3 or 4, and then cool down. Then 3 or 4 more, etc. After lunch and being touristy, it was back to the hotel. 48 left. Yuck. I was pooped. I stuck with the 3 or 4 at a time routine for these -- not because I was concerned about sweat (I wasn't - I needed to shower anyway), but because I was sooooo tired. It was 3 or 4 (okay- sometimes 1 or 2) and then lie back down on the bed for a minute or two. It took a while to get those out.
Day 70 -- did them after the 5 hour car trip, no biggie. ;)
So 25 burpees were burpeed outside the convenience store. I think my friends were a little embarrased (and a little impressed? huh? huh? were ya?) that I dropped and gave em 25 out there. But I was a good chunk through for the day! The rest I did at the hotel when we arrived.
Day 69's did not come easy. Well, I did 21 in the hotel room before lunch -- no sweat. Well, actually, there was sweat. But I tried really hard to keep that at bay since we were going to lunch and everyone looked cute. So I would do 3 or 4, and then cool down. Then 3 or 4 more, etc. After lunch and being touristy, it was back to the hotel. 48 left. Yuck. I was pooped. I stuck with the 3 or 4 at a time routine for these -- not because I was concerned about sweat (I wasn't - I needed to shower anyway), but because I was sooooo tired. It was 3 or 4 (okay- sometimes 1 or 2) and then lie back down on the bed for a minute or two. It took a while to get those out.
Day 70 -- did them after the 5 hour car trip, no biggie. ;)
Day 64-67
Oh yes -- I did these. I may not be posting all the time, but I sure am burpeeing. I think the burpees have drained me of any creativity when it comes to writing this thing...but they also seem to be draining fat from my body. For now I am willing to sacrifice the creativity.
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