Showing posts with label Hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hope. Show all posts

Monday, November 11, 2013

Veterans Day

So most if you that are in the CrossFit world know about Hero WODs. For those that don't...
CrossFit is very big in honoring our heros. The whole premise behind CrossFit was for military, fire and police personel to have a quick workout that engaged their whole bodies. Since CrossFit began there have been many (too many) that have fallen in the line of duty and CrossFit recognizes these heros in the Hero WODs. Usually picking the persons favorite WOD and naming it for them. 

Since Monday was Veterans Day, it was a guarantee that there would be a Hero WOD.  'MURPH' named in memory of Navy Lt. Michael Murphy was the challenge that I faced for the day and it was a big one.

The WOD:
      1 mile Run
      100 Pull-ups
      200 Push-ups
      300 Squats
      1 mile Run
Since I am still somewhat of a beginner, my coach allowed me to scale back:
      1 mile Run
      50 Pull-ups
      100 Push-ups
      200 Squats
      1 mile Run

My time for 'MURPH' was 43:51 and the entire time I was WODing, all I could think of was who I was WODing for and what he had sacrificed to be recognized as a HERO.  I am thankful every day for what our military does to protect our freedom and will support all that put their life at risk for our safety.

Every time there is a HERO WOD, I will do my best to not complain and put forth the best effort that I can. And afterwords, I will research their story and put a face to a name as it is that much more meaningful to know who was lost.

Lieutenant Michael P. Murphy
United States Navy (SEAL)

May 7, 1976 - June 28, 2005
(Biography from the US Navy Medal of Honor website)
Navy Lt. Michael Murphy
Lt. Michael P. Murphy, fondly referred to by friends and family as “Murph,” was born May 7, 1976 in Smithtown, N.Y. and grew up in the New York City commuter town of Patchogue, N.Y. on Long Island.
Murphy grew up active in sports and attended Patchogue's Saxton Middle School. In high school, Murphy took a summer lifeguard job at the Brookhaven town beach in Lake Ronkonkoma -- a job he returned to each summer through his college years. Murphy graduated from Patchogue-Medford High School in 1994. 
Murphy attended Penn State University, where he was an exceptional all-around athlete and student, excelling at ice hockey and graduating with honors. He was an avid reader; his reading tastes ranged from the Greek historian Herodotus to Tolstoy's "War and Peace." Murphy's favorite book was Steven Pressfield’s “Gates of Fire,” about the Spartan stand at Thermopylae. In 1998, he graduated with a pair of Bachelor of Arts degrees from Penn State -- in political science and psychology.
Following graduation, he was accepted to several law schools, but instead he changed course.  Slightly built at 5 feet 10 inches, Murphy decided to attend SEAL mentoring sessions at the U.S. Merchant Marine Academy at Kings Point with his sights on becoming a U.S. Navy SEAL. Murphy accepted an appointment to the Navy's Officer Candidate School at Pensacola, Fla., in September, 2000.
Murphy was commissioned as an ensign in the Navy on Dec. 13, 2000, and began Basic Underwater Demolition/SEAL (BUD/S) training in Coronado, Calif., in January 2001, graduating with Class 236. BUD/S is a six-month training course and the first step to becoming a Navy SEAL.
Upon graduation from BUD/S, he attended the Army Jump School, SEAL Qualification Training and SEAL Delivery Vehicle (SDV) school. Lt. Murphy earned his SEAL Trident and checked on board SDV Team (SDVT) 1 in Pearl Harbor, Hawaii in July of 2002. In October of 2002, he deployed with Foxtrot Platoon to Jordan as the liaison officer for Exercise Early Victor.
Following his tour with SDVT-1, Lt. Murphy was assigned to Special Operations Central Command in Florida and deployed to Qatar in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom. After returning from Qatar, Lt. Murphy was deployed to the Horn of Africa, Djibouti, to assist in the operational planning of future SDV missions.
In early 2005, Murphy was assigned to SEAL Delivery Vehicle Team 1 as assistant officer in charge of ALFA Platoon and deployed to Afghanistan in support of Operation Enduring Freedom. 
On June 28, 2005, Lt. Murphy was the officer-in-charge of a four-man SEAL element in support of Operation Red Wing tasked with finding key anti-coalition militia commander near Asadabad, Afghanistan. Shortly after inserting into the objective area, the SEALs were spotted by three goat herders who were initially detained and then released. It is believed the goat herders immediately reported the SEALs’ presence to Taliban fighters.
A fierce gun battle ensued on the steep face of the mountain between the SEALs and a much larger enemy force. Despite the intensity of the firefight and suffering grave gunshot wounds himself, Murphy is credited with risking his own life to save the lives of his teammates. Murphy, intent on making contact with headquarters, but realizing this would be impossible in the extreme terrain where they were fighting, unhesitatingly and with complete disregard for his own life moved into the open, where he could gain a better position to transmit a call to get help for his men.
Moving away from the protective mountain rocks, he knowingly exposed himself to increased enemy gunfire.  This deliberate and heroic act deprived him of cover and made him a target for the enemy.  While continuing to be fired upon, Murphy made contact with the SOF Quick Reaction Force at Bagram Air Base and requested assistance. He calmly provided his unit’s location and the size of the enemy force while requesting immediate support for his team. At one point, he was shot in the back causing him to drop the transmitter. Murphy picked it back up, completed the call and continued firing at the enemy who was closing in.  Severely wounded, Lt. Murphy returned to his cover position with his men and continued the battle.
As a result of Murphy’s call, an MH-47 Chinook helicopter, with eight additional SEALs and eight Army Night Stalkers aboard, was sent in as part of the QRF to extract the four embattled SEALs. As the Chinook drew nearer to the fight, a rocket-propelled grenade hit the helicopter, causing it to crash and killing all 16 men aboard.
On the ground and nearly out of ammunition, the four SEALs, continued to fight.  By the end of a two-hour gunfight that careened through the hills and over cliffs, Murphy, Gunner’s Mate 2nd Class (SEAL) Danny Dietz and Sonar Technician 2nd Class (SEAL) Matthew Axelson had fallen. An estimated 35 Taliban were also dead.  The fourth SEAL, Hospital Corpsman 2nd Class (SEAL) Marcus Luttrell, was blasted over a ridge by a rocket-propelled grenade and knocked unconscious. Though severely wounded, the fourth SEAL and sole survivor, Luttrell, was able to evade the enemy for nearly a day; after which local nationals came to his aide, carrying him to a nearby village where they kept him for three more days. Luttrell was rescued by U.S. Forces on July 2, 2005.  
By his undaunted courage, intrepid fighting spirit and inspirational devotion to his men in the face of certain death, Lt. Murphy was able to relay the position of his unit, an act that ultimately led to the rescue of Luttrell and the recovery of the remains of the three who were killed in the battle.
Lt. Murphy was buried at Calverton National Cemetery less than 20 miles from his childhood home. Lt. Murphy’s other personal awards include the Purple Heart, Combat Action Ribbon, the Joint Service Commendation Medal, the Navy and Marine Corps Commendation Medal, Afghanistan Campaign Ribbon and National Defense Service Medal.
Lt. Murphy is survived by his mother Maureen Murphy; his father Dan Murphy; and his brother John Murphy. Dan and Maureen Murphy, who were divorced in 1999, remain close friends and continue to live in N.Y.  Their son John, 22, attends the New York Institute of Technology, and upon graduation will  pursue a career in criminal justice, having been accepted to the New York City Police Deparment.

Monday, August 12, 2013

Summertime Blues

Summertime and its joys of laughter and sunshine are coming to an end for many of us!  For some of the writers here at MM&M, kids will be heading back to school soon, making way for more hours available in the gym for the stay at home moms, for others the end of summer means returning to work as dedicated teachers and finding less time for themselves.

As for me, I really have no excuse not to make it to my box as my hours are the same regardless of the time of year.  I have the same job at the same company that I have had for the last 7 1/2 years, however I can't figure out where my time goes!

Time management is one of my biggest downfalls, especially since graduating in December.  I have no more homework and after work I have a tendency to not want to do anything unless it involves hanging out with my hubby!  This week my time has been sitting on the couch doing absolutely nothing trying to get rid of the migraine I have had since Saturday.  But what about next week?

What do you do to keep you motivated and on track with your workouts? 

On a side note, I am making progress at my box and am appreciative of the dedication that my coach has to push me as hard as possible.  I went out with friends last week in a dress that I would never have worn before.  I felt great!

Monday, July 1, 2013

Happy Feet?

Are your feet happy?  Mine, not so much...

First off I have to say, I love shoes!  I'm a shoe-aholic and have a closet dedicated to them.. Gorgeous heels, cowboy boots, Converse, Vans and my Nanos for my WOD's.  My closet is insanely organized and it is depressing as I hardly get to wear all of the shoes that I love.

The issue that I have (although only self diagnosed at the moment) is called a tailors bunion or a bunionette.  This is basically a bunion but on the outside of the foot by the pinky toe. Lately these little bunionettes (oh yeah I have them on both feet) have been causing me lots of pain.  Usually it's discomfort while wearing heels, but now it's pain and inflammation while WODing.

These are shots of my little piggy's. I know I need a pedi! As you can see the area on both my feet just below my pinky toe bulges out a bit.  The left foot is worse than the right. Ehhh!
I had X-rays taken last week and have an appointment with a podiatrist on Wednesday to see what the verdict is.  I'm hoping there are some non-surgical methods of reducing the pain and/or reversing the condition if it isn't too far advanced (fingers crossed!!) BUT, after doing a ton of research online and finding normal x-rays compared to my f'd up feet, I think I may be in for a long road of ...dare I say it...Surgery?!?!?

The x-rays above show my lovely feet.  In technical terms there is prominence of the 5th metatarsal head (yellow arrows) and increased angulation between the 4th and 5th metatarsals (black arrows). There is also slight lateral bowing of the shaft of the 5th metatarsal (red arrows).  
Basically the long bone (metatarsal) that is attached to my pinky toe is bowing, creating a gap between the next metatarsal, causing the pinking toe to point in towards the rest of my foot, resulting in a bulge called a bunionette.  Make sense??

This my friends is a normal foot.  As you can see, the 5th metatarsal is in perfect alignment with the rest of the bones.
No Gap.
No Bowing.
No Bunionette.

Do you deal with any foot pain or issues?  Tell me the plight of your feet!

Monday, March 25, 2013

Surprise! You're getting married today!

On Saturday morning, I woke up thinking I was going to a wine tasting in Temecula with a bunch of lawyers from Chicago. A friend of my boyfriend, who was in town for the weekend, had invited us to Wien's Family Cellars to partake in an extravagant 14 course meal and pairings. Knowing that they were wine connoisseurs, I didn't think much of it.

I had planned to go check out my friend Heather's CrossFit gym in the morning and then head to the wine tasting afterwards. I had a horrible migraine, so I decided to not do the WOD, but my boyfriend Ryan still did. After working out, we headed home to get ready and were out the door by 1:30pm. I was driving and was soon frustrated by the traffic as Siri said we would be over 20 minutes late for the party. Ryan had been texting his friend "Adam" the entire drive, giving him updates on when we would be arriving and finding out exactly where we needed to go when we got to the winery.

The moment I saw the ring!
We got out of the car and headed in through a side gate, when Ryan pulled me up to a stage that overlooked the vineyard, where he said we should take our normal selfie picture as it would probably be dark when we were done with the tasting.  This was a common occurrence for us and the majority of our pictures are self taken.

We posed and he extended the camera in front of us and there was a HUGE ring on his finger.  He asked if I wanted to upgrade the one that I already had.  In the commotion, he recalls asking me to marry him, but I don't remember!  It's all a blur.

STILL thinking that I was wine tasting with "Adam", we headed into the cellar room where some of my close friends and family were.  Ryan pointed to a dress hanging from a wine barrel and told me that my wedding was at 5:30pm, so I better go get ready!  He handed me a glass of champagne, told me how much he loved me and then rushed me to the bridal suite to get ready. (All of this coming from a guy that said he would NEVER get married)

This amazing man thought of EVERYTHING!  I had three dresses to choose from, shoes galore, jewelry, a hair stylist, a make-up artist, you name it and it was pretty much waiting for me. As the night progressed, I kept finding out little tidbits of information, like the fact that my mom and best friend Andrea had been conspiring with him for nearly a year and my dear friend Heather who played it up and asked if I wanted to go to lunch after CrossFit or the fact that she wouldn't give me wardrobe advice for the wine tasting because she wasn't invited!!!!

When it was time to walk down the aisle, I was greeted by 180 of my closest family and friends, ALL who started cheering when I walked up.  Taken aback by their support, I started crying for the millionth time of the day and headed towards my soon to be husband!

The ceremony was perfect, Ryan telling me how sorry he was for keeping this all from me and how our relationship is starting off with lies and deceit; but also how much he loves me and the only way he could truly express his love was by doing the one thing that he has always said he would never do!  All I could say was what an AMAZING gift this was and how I am floored that someone loves me this much to surprise me with a wedding!

The rest of the night was us trying to say hi to everyone, dancing, hilarious speeches, awesome food and fabulous beer, wine and champagne! It was a night that I will always remember and tear up every time I think about it!

My life is forever changed.  I can't tell you how much I love this man!
 
So many people worked hard to make my day perfect, from the beautiful decorations and rustic romantic ambiance that Andrea some how found the time to make, the amazing cupcakes from Cakes by Marian, the countless hours John put in for the invitations, beautiful bouquets made by Bertha Owen, the friendships that have been created with Christine Pierce at Wiens, Christi for the fabulous chocolate chip cookies, Tony for being our emcee for the night, Phil for standing up in front of everyone and marrying us, Evan, Rob, Kristina and my Mom for being such an amazing support system and helping with everything...I'm sure that I am missing so many and I'm sorry!

To all those that were there to share my day, THANK YOU!  You have no idea how honored I feel that you would all show up in hopes that I said yes!

To the love of my life, THANK YOU.  I can't tell you how much this really means to me and how I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you!

P.S.  Paybacks are a bitch!  I love you!

Thursday, March 7, 2013

He said what??

So, for my first post I had a sort of light-hearted, funny, out-of-left field kinda topic.  I changed my mind and, instead, I'm just going to share something sweet my 11-year-old said this afternoon.

As we were leaving his school, I commented on how dark and nasty the sky was.  Out of nowhere, he responds, 
"You know, Mom, we have to go through the dark and cold to get to the light."  (Mind you, my son is bright and he often says things that you may not normally hear an 11-year-old boy say, nevertheless this comment made me stop and smile.)

Now, I'm sure he meant it in the literal sense regarding the weather, but the way he said it... his tone was just very sweet.  I'm not sure where (or even if) he has heard that saying elsewhere before, but somehow it came unexpectedly and at just the right time.  I have had a few things on my mind lately (nothing dramatic) but what he said made me stop, think and smile. 

I suppose it's advice we all can use at some point in our lives.