Seattle Day 2 (Rowing, Kettlebells, Mechanical Bull)

9:30 am - Rowed in a double for 45 minutes on Lake Union

I have not rowed in a double in years! Imagine: 4 oars, two people, one boat. My catches were aggressive as if I was in an 8. My starboard and port puddles were like Nemo's fins in Finding Nemo. You know with one normal size fin (port) and one tiny poor baby, what happened to you sized fin (starboard). Damn the puddles! They tell you everything. Then of course with rowing you take the pain of blisters and them ripping and oozing out liquid just as the rhythm of the boat starts to flow.

Man, do I miss rowing. There's something about being up in the morning sun, connecting to the water and heartbeat of the boat that I just love.

Noon - Session 1 of Tilly's Kettlebell Training Class (1 hour)

Kettlebell training is another methodology to get people moving and growing. As teachers of life lessons, it's awesome to watch people grow mentally and physically from the different avenues we decide to use as our teaching platform. You've got to believe in what you're doing and sell it. Tilly is able to show her passion in teaching a wide variety of people through her classes.

One thing this experience has taught me is that someone is listening to your words of encouragement and to continue being posititive.

Midnight - Cowgirl Inc - Mechanical Bull

It's a new city, a time to do new things and broaden my horizons. I wait in line as girls and guys are tossed off this thing. I'm thinking to myself, why do I want to ride this thing? That question quickly passes as conversations start up with the people in line. One guy, I swear is going to puke all over the bull, another girl is here for her Bachelorette party (wedding June 6), and the guy running the bull tells me all he wants to do is go to the bathroom for a #2.

The bull runner hands me a glove and sets me up on the bull. Legs are in front, one hand is in the air, and the gloved hand is grasped underhand to a strap. The bull starts to move and I just close my eyes and tell myself to hold on. My body whips around in slow motion and soon another hand blister rips. My body is flung off the bull with my hand still attached to the strap. The ride is over. Next time, the bull is mine. :)