DanicaX’s BodyBlog

I mean…..er…..Cox sucks! Good thing I have Qwest and my internet is up and working after a super crazy storm yesterday.  Good job, Qwest……Ok, that’s enough. I don’t need you getting a big fat head and raising my prices.  And now let me tell a story of how I almost died yesterday. Ok, well not me….but I have a tiny little cactus that almost died.
 
Yesterday afternoon it was beautiful, sunny weather. I rode my bike to the track. I didn’t get hit by a car, I didn’t get pooped on by any birds….things were looking up. I get home, get in the shower, when I get out I hear all this thumping and bumping around. Something was going down. Was the SWAT team beating my house in? Is my house getting egged by neigborhood hoodlums? Not this time. I look outside and there is hail and massive rain and wind. I’d never seen anything like it. It was just insane….I was actually scared and started to go down to the basement, but not before I went out on the balcony to rescue my little cactus. I put him out there during the day to get some sunshine. I left him out one night and he got tossed around by wind and got knocked out of his pot and thrown about. So I put him in a coffee mug and there I kept him, nice and snug. Kinda like Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater….only with a cactus, and a coffee mug.  Same diff
 
Anyways, the storm…it was crazy. It came and went very quick, then got sunny, but there was hail in my yard when I was leaving for work. I took a pic!

So I start driving…there were trees across the roads, branches everywhere, signs down, barricades all over the interstate knocked over. There was seriously a guy…just a regular passerby guy, who was directing traffic around a tree in the middle of the road. He was a take-charge kinda guy. There was a Harley Davidson on its side in the interstate. I don’t know where it came from…perhaps it got blown off a truck or something. Two 18 year old kids died, too, when a tree fell on their car. It was awful, but I’m surprised nobody else got hurt. Well, I’m sure they did. There was supposed to be a big fireworks show last night and people were out there all day long. Some people didn’t  leave (cuckoo…) and this lady had bruises all over her body from the hail.  Power was out, there were trees across power lines everywhere, just a big mess.
 
Oh, anyways….all my neigbors have Cox (cable/internet/phone) and still don’t have service. I, however, like to go with the underdog company (plus I’m boycotting Cox b/c they really pissed me off a few years ago). See, I was right all along.
 
So I get off work this morning and drive home. It was like driving through a forest. The roads were all green with tree leaves, there were limbs everywhere. I get home and change to go walk my big fancy prancing dog. See, he’s extremely gay, yet he tries to act tough and fight with other dogs. So we go outside and here comes this dog out of nowhere. It was some kind of spaniel dog and it was about 0.25 the size of big gay boy. He didn’t care. He had to act like he wanted to fight with it. So in the middle of acting like a spaz to get to the other dog, he slipped on some sand in the street, fell and almost went down in the gutter. I’ve always been afraid of him falling down there!
 
So, of course I have to save the dog….This dog was hyper, he looked like he’d been through storm, he smelled AWFUL, all wet….he was looking pretty rough. I got him corraled in my garage where he proceeded to jump on top of my car. I gave him water, food, some cash money…there was just no calming him down. He was a horrible mess of a dog. I called the humane society, but they wouldn’t be able to come get him for hours. He had on this terribly worn and beaten up nylon collar, but it had a phone number embroidered on it which was almost impossible to read. Eventually I reached the owner who didn’t live too far away and I met him to give him back. Just another animal saving Saturday….why is it always a Saturday? Are these critters all drunk and disoriented from a night long of boozing it up? That snapping turtle a few weeks ago was definitely all hyped up on something.
 
Weather is good now. All sunny…..the cactus is already out there soaking up some sun. Hopefully a bike ride to the gym today, but there will definitely be some puddles I’ll have to peddle through. Hope everyone has a good weekend

Just a word before the basketball game starts here. I enjoy watching basketball and I’m partial to the Lakers. However, if the Celtics win tonight (which I think they will), they deserve it if you ask me. They haven’t cracked under pressure, even win they played in LA… AND even came back to win game 4 ( I think it was game 4) when the Lakers were up by like 24 points at one point. They even had all the stars there rooting them on: Jack Nicholson of course, Will Smith, Justin Timberlake, the Pope may have even been there, I don’t know.  They lost after being ahead by TWENTY-FOUR. I coulda counted the Boston fans there on one hand. I’d even count with my 4-fingered hand.

Anyways, so I was talking to a friend a little bit ago who happens to be a Laker fan. Like I said, I like the Lakers, but DanicaX is not, I repeat NOT, a Laker Fa-reek. Apparently he is. I simply told him that the Celtics have been playing better (in my own unbiased, onlooker, non-freekish opinion) and that they deserve it if they win tonight. I didn’t even say that I thought they would win tonight. Well, then he proceeded to tell me that I was being negative and a "fair weather fan." HAHAAA! Whatever, dude.

So. We’ll see. I won’t say anymore about it. I don’t want no hate mail, ya’ll.

Oh, yeah. There haven’t been any tornadoes here in a few days so I’ve been able to ride my bike. Today I rode to the track. It only takes about 20 minutes there and a little longer on the way back. I take my backpack with a big towel, a jump rope, 2 tennis balls or racquetballs…nothing very heavy. The towel really is nice b/c there are chiggers everywhere on the bleachers and I don’t want any chiggers up in my skin. I’ve been rolling around on the balls when I’m done, on my back. It’s all quite a spectacle. My sudden outburts (mostly to the chiggers) probably don’t help.

Yesterday I rode to the gym and got a nice circuit workout in. There was a girl there who had a full face of makeup on. I’m not kidding, like everything…foundation, powder, mascara, she had her hair done. I’m sweating my butt off. I don’t understand how people do that. How can you stand it? I already had my standard two towels I was carrying around, but I wanted to go up to her and ask if I could have hers since she didn’t need it. Can anybody figure that out? Is there something I don’t know. I mean, even if the makeup was all waterproof, sweatproof, bullet proof, whatever….why would you want it caked on your face when you workout? Anybody….? Excuse me now, I’m gonna go paint my walls and spray them with a hose.

I thought I’d write a quick blog while I’m holed up in my basement with the beast (dog) during a mighty fine tornado warning. The sirens are going off now. Usually I wouldn’t pay any attention, but since I turned on the weather and saw the red swirly things basically right over my house I figured I’d go to the basement. What the heck, it’s 3:00am…I wasn’t doing anything else really….just having a staring contest with the ole doggie. I was winning, too. Something always comes up when I’m winning. House fire, flood, tornado, yada yada yada. I had to go back upstairs to get his blanket so he could chew it, too. He likes that…he’s an odd dog.

 Today I went running outside. It was horribly sticky, hot and humid out. Not to mention, I am horrible at running so I was extra sticky and hot…and awkward. Oh, well. I had my shades and bandana on Bret Michaels style so nobody would recognize me anyways   Oh, and I happened upon a snapping turtle when I was running through a golf course. It was huge! I saw it from a distance and thought it was my imagination, but no….it was a giant turtle! It was stuck between two fences and was burning up I’m sure from the sun right on him and he was on concrete. Anyways, I went up to some golfers nearby and asked if I could borrow a cell phone. I’m sure they were scared of me! Either that or they thought I was Bret Michaels. . . on crack! "Excuse me, could I please borrow your cell phone? I need to call the humane society to go save a turtle."  I think he thought I was trying to steal his phone. He asked if I knew the number by chance. hahaaa! Do I know the number by chance?! "uh, yeah. It’s 444-7800, then push option 1." Then this guy really thought I was nutso! Whoa, this chick means business…..

The guy passed me his cell phone through the chain link fence. I thought about acting like I was gonna run for a second, you know, just to see the look on his face. There was a fence between us, what was he gonna do? Instead I told him I’d try not to get sweat on it. So I told the lady right where the turtle was and she said not to touch it b/c it was probably a snapping turtle. eeeeek. I was looking for a stick to see if it would bite it earlier to test its biting capabilities before I called. Whoa….close one.

Random thougt: Why do I have my remote control down here with me? I don’t know.

So I hand the golfer guy back his phone through the fence. I told him he would be safe from tonight’s elimination….What else could you ask for? That is a Rock of Love reference in case I’m just talking crazy right now….which is not only possible, it’s highly probable.

Tonight I went to the gym sort of late. I’ve noticed that there are mostly men there when I go late. I could group all the guys there tonight into two groups: "basketball players" and "thuggish" and that was it. I don’t know if it was just the night, or the time or what. Anyways, my low back has been hurting again a lot lately so I’ve been avoiding stiff legged deadlifts and low back extensions for the most part. I’m hoping that picking up hot yoga again will help alleviate it.

Tomorrow will be a nice track workout if it doesn’t rain. I haven’t seen COG (creepy old guy) there yet this year.  School is out so he should be making his appearance soon. His shirt off, his lack of teeth, parking his minivan under a tree up on the sidewalk, sitting in the bleachers watching….hopefully NOT me. Oh, speaking of that minivan of his….the one he parks in the handicapped spot at the gym, then goes in and walks like 7 miles on the treadmill. Well, he got a parking ticket on his van for doing that. hahaaa! Take THAT COG!

Until next time….