See you in Rio.

Dudes.

She freakin’ did it.  Gabby Douglas won the gold.   I’m still all about my girl Jordyn, but Gabby was all anyone was talking about on the play yard today.

Tank says he wasn’t impressed but I know he was.  Today he skipped his 2pm nap to judge all of my couch vaults, and pushed back his 3pm nap to time my sprints.  We did  stair sprints  (20 seconds on/10 seconds off for four minutes) which were BRUTAL.  I dogged the last two a little bit so Tank made me do an extra one.  He’s an intense coach but I know he’ll help push me to the next level.

He’s got me on a practice schedule that bleeds into playtime, but I like it.  I’ve been practicing my splits while I play with my  babies – I’m pretty good at multi-tasking.

I can already feel a difference in my floor exercise. Tank thinks that if we train smart i can be at peak condition just in time for Rio.

By 4pm Tank was pretty spent from staying up most of the afternoon, and I was tired from my tabata sprints, so we rested our eyes until the moms woke us up for dinner.

I wolfed down my dinner in record time . Tank says I’m gonna need the carbs for tomorrow’s workout so I made sure no kibble went to waste.

I’ve got to rest up so I can be my best self during training tomorrow – I just know I’m going to be sore from today.

Lots more to share this weekend so I’ll be in touch.

Stay cool my babies,

xx Bug

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Life in a shoebox.

Dudes, I hope you all had great weekends.  Mine was crazy.

For starters, I went to camp on friday and came home to find that my whole world had been changed.  My spacious luxury penthouse was no were to be found, and in its place was this suffocating iron prison.

Now, don’t get me wrong, my new place has a few amenities, but they are few and far between.  I’ve had my eye on a sweet futon recently, so this downsize couldn’t have come at a worse time for me.  The moms pretended to understand my pain, but they have obviously learned nothing from Flowers for Algernon.

Needless to say, Friday night was a little rough at Casa Bug, but I’m nothing if not a trooper and I soldiered on.

The moms got me some new jammies to make up for putting me in this gerbil cage (an underwhelming gesture if you ask me) and they’re so badass.  They’ve got skulls and crossbones, my favorite, and came just in time for my next two weeks of Olympic viewing devotion.

I have lots of updates from watching the games with Tank, but I’ll have to circle back with you tomorrow – I’ve got to catch some z’s so I can be on my A-game at camp tomorrow.

Stay cool my babies,

xx Bug

Skulls & dogbones

Dudes, yo, how badass is this?  My Aunt Lauren is getting her CrossFit certification this weekend and sent me this picture of the CrossFit box she’s visiting.

I love skulls.

Yesterday the moms went to the pet store to get Tank and I some new treats and they got me this new bling for my collar.  Totally completes my gym outfit.

I spent the whole afternoon yesterday practicing my ring dips and double unders.  Blonde mommy told me I need to get bigger to lead the pack on the WODs.  I’m pretty aerodynamic, and I know I can top out on the workouts that have running – even though I hear the runners are the ones that like to cheat most on the strength parts.  I’m all set on wallballs and snatches, but the rower is what really chaps my ass.

Anyway, it was a good weekend but I am spent.  Tank and I didn’t even make it to the double digits last night.

Sometimes, you just need a few extra Z’s.

Stay cool my babies.

xx Bug