Tabata

Moving to South Carolina meant a lot of changes, obviously. I still haven't found a place to get my hair done (my roots look ridiculous right now) or to get manicures and pedicures. I'm still on the job hunt. Perhaps most importantly, I have to find a new go-to restaurant. I was told there was a Chili's here, only to arrive and learn that this was extremely false. The closest Chili's is in Savannah!

Lately I've been looking for a new place to work out. I was going to Bodhi Hot Yoga in Stuart. It's a power vinyasa class, which is basically cardio yoga. It was an ideal work out for me. I feel awkward lifting weights at the gym, and classes motivate me more than working out alone. I tried the two yoga places in town, and realized that yoga and cardio do not mix in this town. As a result, I joined the only local gym, the YMCA.

The Y offers a schedule every month that has a list of classes and times. At the bottom of this list is a brief description of each class. I tried a few of the classes, but I kept noticing a class called "Tabata" on the schedule that didn't have a description. I brought up to my friend Melanie who is also a member of the Y. "There's a class on the Y schedule, that doesn't have a description. I'm not really sure how you pronounce it," I said.
"Oh my God, It's Tabata, right? The reason they don't give a description is because if there was one, no one would ever go to that class," Melanie informed me. (Tabata is pronounced Ta-bot-uh) She went on to describe a class that did everything in 20 second intervals. You do an exercise hard core for 20 seconds and then have a 20 second break. This didn't sound too bad to me. Half the class you spend taking a break. Perfect!

A few days later, another woman convinced me that this class was amazing, so I went with her and tried it. IT WAS AWFUL! We started out doing jumps with one foot on a Burpee ball and the other on the ground. We did the 20 second Tabata intervals four times on each side. The 20 seconds that I thought would be breaks in between, were instead spent running in place or doing squats. Twenty minutes into the hour long class, I decided that I hated the instructor and whoever invented this terrible class. Ten minutes later the instructor said that these "break work outs" were optional. I hated her even more now for not telling us that initially. Somehow I managed to survive the class, probably because I was physically incapable of doing as many push ups as possible in eight Tabata intervals. I did about 5 push ups all together, so I got a pretty good break during this 5 minute 20 second period.

After the class, I actually felt really good! I convinced myself that I would try Tabata again, because it was the only class I've found that really makes me feel like a did something worthwhile. Tabata was a great discovery!

I haven't been back. My calves hurt for the next five days, and going up or down stairs was unbearable. I still plan on trying Tabata again but only when there's time for post-Tabata stretching. Also, only if I can convince myself to go through that torture again.

Never take a class at the gym that does not provide a description. Hopefully, finding a new hair stylist won't be such an awful experience.

Over the Moon

What do you get when you mix a black lab

and a coonhound?

This precious pup, Luna.

We've had Luna for a week now, and already she's grown so much! Here's some things we've learned about her this week...

 She loves to sleep in the car, but generally hates car rides.

She loves to attack things. She attacked Daphne (who is twice her size) quite a bit when we were at home. Tanya was worried about Daphne limping around, but she's fine now. She just needs to toughen up. She loves to eat toes, especially when they are in flip flops. She loves to attack hair.

Lab and hound images from:
http://www.mimg.ucla.edu/faculty/black/
http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/redbonecoonhound.htm

Fashion Show

On Wednesday, I attended my first charity luncheon in South Carolina. It was a fashion show to raise money for hospice. It also included an auction of magnum wine bottles, paintings, and various trips or vacation rentals. There was even a silent auction portion.

It was pretty straight forward. Several of the local boutiques made their employees dress in their clothes and walk down the cat walk. It was actually nice for me, since I had no idea most of these stores existed. Most of the clothes were just for everyday wear with a few nicer dresses thrown in. Hands down the best part of the afternoon happened when we left the fashion show. When asked about her thoughts of the fashion show, Milledge's GrandMaMa Punkin had only one thing to say about it.

Punkin: A few of those girls on the stage were bouncing around in those outfits. They needed to put on a panty girdle.

Me: What's a panty girdle?

Punkin: You know what a panty girdle is. It holds everything in place.

(We're in the car and pass two girls walking on the sidewalk in athletic clothes and sneakers. One is a bit heavier than her friend.)

Punkin: One of those girls needs a panty girdle.

Milledge's sister: I think maybe she just needs to run a little more.

Punkin: She needs both those things. I don't know if just one them will help her.


When I got home, I looked on Google to see what exactly panty girdles are. They're just old fashioned Spanx. They look like they were trying to make them attractive, and that's probably why they didn't work as well as Spanx. Everyone looks great in an outfit with a pair of Spanx underneath. NO ONE looks sexy only in Spanx, or putting a pair of them on or trying to take them off.

Restarting the blog!!

I obviously haven't posted on the blog in over a year. I've been really busy though, honestly. Here's some things that I've done since I last posted...

1. Moved back to Palm City.
2. Started working at Victoria's Secret.
3. Spent all my free time in St. Augustine.
4. Got engaged.
5. Got a job teaching. Left Victoria's Secret.
6. Planned a wedding.
7. Left my teaching job.
8. Got married.
9. Moved to South Carolina.

It's been hectic. Now that I'm in SC, not so hectic. I haven't found a job yet so I have plenty of time to update my blog now! Plus, Milledge and I are happily spending time only in Beaufort for awhile. We are over driving somewhere every weekend, and now that we're married we don't have to.

I need a new name for my blog. Let me know if you have any suggestions.

Visitors!

About two weeks ago now I got a text message from my mom…

Pamcakes: Or would Friday be better?

Me: What do you mean?

Pamcakes: How could I make it any clearer?

Hmm… Maybe you could explain what was going on?! So I called my mother and it turned out that she had sent me a previous text that I had not received about her coming down to see me that night. I was beyond excited. Sometimes living in the Keys can feel very cutoff from the rest of the world, and I really miss my family, so it’s nice to see people from the real world/mainland.

Hayley and Pamcakes came down last Sunday night and spent the whole day with me on Sunday in Marathon. First we ate at IHOP. Delicious! I hadn’t eaten there since Tan came down for Easter. After that we went to the Turtle Hospital.

We learned about sea turtles, some things I knew before, and some things I didn’t. For example I knew that all seven species of sea turtles in the world are endangered. I did not know that green sea turtles are actually named for their body fat which has a distinct green hue because of all the sea grass they eat.  The best part was that we got to see lots of cute little turtles there, including Scooter.

Scooter is three years old and adorable. He’s a loggerhead sea turtle. I watched him swim around for awhile, but we weren’t allowed to touch any of the sea turtles which is no fun at all.

This guy, Izzy, got hit by a boat propeller. He’s a green sea turtle.

This was Mom’s favorite sea turtle, Corona. I know you think it’s her favorite because of how much she loves to drink beer, but actually she just loved his beautiful shell.

If you ever come down to Marathon, you should definitely check out the Turtle Hospital. The tour is about an hour and a half and it doesn’t seem that long. It’s definitely worth the fee.

We also went to Sombrero Beach for awhile. It’s one of the few sandy beaches in the Florida Keys. It’s gorgeous there. We laid around and read books. Hayley tried to get the tan that she lost when she left summer camp (It didn’t work).

Then we went to Sunset Grille with Milledge. The food was delicious, and we made it in time for sunset which was nice. It was sad to see Mom and Hayley leave, but we had a great time. Now I’m even more excited to see most of the family at Thanksgiving, which is coming up soon.  Happy November!

Best Day Ever?

About a week and a half ago, I had a high school group come in. It was one of the best teaching groups of my time here. There were only seven students and one chaperone, and they were all really smart kids. The school also requested four boat trips for their three day trip. The weather was absolutely perfect while they were here so we got to go out to Looe Key for two of the boat trips. I have never seen the water that clear at Looe. It was gorgeous. The students were from Indiana and immediately fell in love with the reef. One of the girls actually said, "I used to look forward to my wedding day and having kids, but now I don't. I know today was the best day of my life."

The first thing I saw when I got in the water was this midnight blue parrotfish. He was just chillin' there while the little yellow fish in the picture were cleaning him.

Here's a damselfish feeding on some Halimeda algae.

I love these things. They're called Christmas tree worms. You can see how the brown worms look like little trees. They come in different colors, but when you touch them or create a current next to them, they suck back into their little worm homes.

As always, there were lots of yellow tail snappers hanging out by the boat. This picture was from the second day we were out. Right after I got back on the boat, a small Goliath grouper moved under the boat and hung out there for awhile. He looked to be about 100 pounds when I saw him swimming away from the students when they were getting out of the water.

We also saw a four and a half foot reef shark the second day, but I couldn't get a picture of him.

The second morning, before we went to Looe, we went to the coral heads that are much closer to shore. It wasn't as clear there, but hopefully you can tell what you're seeing in this next picture.

It's the lionfish that I can't catch. You can see his light, striped fins sticking out, and he's closer to the bottom than the center. This is the second time I've tried to get him from the same exact spot. He hids in a cave made from the coral next to a long spined sea urchin (bottom right corner of picture). He's always too far back for my short arms though. He loves to hang out and taunt me. Next time, I will catch him.

Tagging

The schools have finally started coming back to camp. This is amazing for me, because I've been getting really bored at work since I'm not teaching. I've only had one school group so far. They were fifty seventh graders, split up into five groups. It's a nice change-up also, because we teach differently than we do in the summer since they're only here for 3 days.

This group got an extra special treat. We had just caught 2 nurse sharks the day before, so we tagged the sharks while the students were watching. I've tagged sharks before, but this time someone took pictures for your viewing pleasure.

After Stephan (who is pictured helping me in all of these pictures) scoops the lovely pretty shark out of the holding tank, we have to measure it and check to make sure it looks healthy. We look for obvious signs like scarring or parasites and for more subtle signs about the sharks health.

After looking on the dorsal side, we flip her over to check for these signs on her ventral side. Also, I open her mouth (with a tool, not my hands!) and check to be sure her mouth looks good. She seems very healthy and has plenty of rows of teeth.

When all of this has been recorded, I begin to actually tag the shark. I start by making a very small incision next to her primary dorsal fin. Sharks heal so quickly that there will be no visible sign of the cut after only one week.

Next, I insert the tag.

In this picture, you can see the actual tag a bit better. It's small and yellow. Not large enough to interfere with the sharks swimming or hunting, but obvious enough that if the shark is captured, the fisherman will notice the tag and be able to contact the number/address on the tag with the information requested as well as the shark's whereabouts.

When all of this is finished, the shark is weighed and released. I know what you've all been thinking, isn't this a long time for the shark to be out of the water? No, she would be fine out of the water this whole time, but still we pour plenty of salt water on her. Also, you may have noticed that she's covered up quite a bit in some photos. Covering their eyes helps to calm them down and proves to be much less stressful on the animal.