The kitten has… worms. Yeah, I’m not surprised either. But it’s still not fun. S/he is almost eight weeks old, so old enough to have the medicine. Not quite old enough for the flea medicine though. I put the half of a pill in butter, which the kitten didn’t want. So… we had a very uncomfortable moment where I forced the poor thing to take the pill. I felt terrible! But we’re friends again now.
It’s probably a girl. It’s a calico, and apparently there is only a 0.03% chance of a calico being a boy! Wow. I had no idea the odds were that extreme! She has just made herself at home on my lap. using my hand as a pillow, so I’m typing one-handed.
I did CrossFit yesterday. We did Russian kettlebell swings and abmat sit-ups. We did 50 of each, then 40, 30, 20, and finally 10 of each. Then rested one minute and finished up the workout with a 500 meter row. Ummmm… it was tough! To do the prescribed workout, or as it was written, the kettlebells would need to be 44 lbs for women. I usually use a lighter weight, with my heavier kettlebell at 35 lbs. So this many at 44 lbs was tough. I’m so sore this morning!
My Whoop asked me how I felt this morning: was I rested, was I sore, how sore, etc. I am sore, Whoop, SORE. But I’m also really proud. I did 44 lb kettlebell swings, 150 times!! Wow! I am thankful for the coach. He pushes me. I don’t think I can do things sometimes, and he’ll tell me, “Oh, come on! You can do that! Don’t be afraid to be strong.”
I’ll admit, I’m glad they weren’t American swings (Russian swings go to eye level, American swings go all the way overhead).
The Happy Viking 