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The Draw of the Ice Machine....

Usually it is so cold at work I have on long pants, slippers, 2 sweaters and a long sleeve shirt and I am still cold!   for some reason...and out of the ordinary, it is really hot in our office.

Well, we have a large commercial ice machine at work. it is out in the hangar and the line guys use it. Today when I went to put ice in my water bottle, because I am so blinking hot (note - I don't have all those layers on, today, thankfully just a fall dress. still warm, but it could be worse). I find myself standing in front of the ice machine with the lid open looking into it with longing.

The ice machine is 2/3 empty and all I can think to myself is....I wonder if I could just climb in, would any one notice, I could fit in there, just close the lid...take a little nap. God that would feel so good right now. Ugh it is so hot in my office. I look around. It is so hot in this hangar. My eyes wonder back to the ice... I feel myself reaching down towards the ice cubes... thinking,  I could take off my shoes first so the ice doesn't get dirty...

Really Chloe, taking off your shoes to keep the ice from getting dirty, you would be crawling into an ice machine and closing the lid.

Sometimes the things that wonder though my head just make me wonder how sane I

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My never ending work towards that perfect 6 pack!

Bathroom Hide-out

Sometime I just get stressed at work and I need to escape...lately, ok for a while now...my escape has been the bathroom. I know, bathrooms are dirty places, but usually in the middle of the afternoon the place is empty (and out janitor cleans it like 5 times a day) 

Anyway, when I get stressed, I rush off to go use the facilities & I take my phone with me. This is because one of my co-workers lost her brand new iPhone 5 when someone stole it off her desk while she went to the bathroom. So to avoid this happening (hopefully) I take mine with me. 

Now I don't hide out for long, usually just 2-3 min. A chance to breath, clear my mind, focus & go back to work. While in there I busy myself on my phone, check emails, social media, etc. But I found that I have been getting trapped in the bathroom. 

Trapped you ask? 

Yup, while I'm sitting on the pot other people come in & start talking or use the bathroom themselves, and I find that I don't want to come out & expose my dirty little secret of bathroom stall hiding...so I wait until they are gone. I sit silently, trying not to make a sound so they don't know I'm there. 

Because of this I found myself trapped the other day for 10 min while two people came in & stated randomly chatting about their weekend plans. I kept looking through the slots in the door waiting for them to use the facilities & leave but no, the never did. They never turned on the water either. 

So I'm sitting, quietly on the pot, ever thankful my phone is on silent...eventually I think they have gone, so now I find myself grooving on the filthy floor trying to look under the stale for feet. 

Realizing the cost is clear, I quickly vacate the stall, wash my hands & tip-toe out. I don't want anyone to catch me exiting the bathroom either! 

I must be the only person insane enough to hide in the bathroom because I don't want people to realize I'm using the stale as a hideout! 

Anyway...that's one of my strange dirty little secrets. 

Women's Self Defense

It's hard out there...the world is not some happy-go-lucky lollipop land. It's bad, people are evil & for a woman...it's not safe.

We have all heard the stats about how many woman get attacked, mugged, rapped, and more and they are not pretty numbers. I'm sure every girl I know, including myself, could tell you at least one story. 

Because of that & regardless of the face I take Kickboxing & workout, when my Kung Fu school offered a FREE Women's Self Defense Class Saturday I signed right up, and I'm glad I did. 

A bunch of the guys I train with volunteered their day to come in and be out test subjects. 

We (the woman) learnt many basic moves and escapes to help in different situations. We learnt a few different hits to the jaw/noes & ear, we learnt how to escape a grab from behind but most importantly we we given the opportunity to learn how to get away from a man trying to grab us & hold us down. 

You can think it's easy or that it won't happen to you, but lets be real...unless your Ronda Rousey you should probably do a defense class, because it's not as easy as it looks. 

I tried to escape a few time from a potential attack from a man. Once I used repeated open hand/cupped to ear move & again a foot to the face. And I don't care how big the guy is...a full foot planted hard into his face should daze him long enough for you to run...because your ultimate goal is to run away for help!!! 

Personally being trapped under the guys, even though I knew them &  knew they were not going to hurt me...was still scary. I'm strong, but I'm still a female & physical all of them are bigger & stronger then me! 

If you ever get the chance to take a defense class, free or paid, don't pass it up. It's safer to know & be aware then to let something happen to you. And if you live in the South Florida area, I would encourage you to check out John Wai Kung Fu in Plantation & find out the next time they are offering the class. 

I don't worry every time I walk to my car at night...but I'm confident & every one should have that! 

The Aerosol Hairspray Incident...

So we usually have deodorant at work in our bathrooms....and hair spray, lotion, mouth wash & tampons. It's a bit clammy in here today since the AC has been on the fritz. I'm not sweating & I'm in a dress, so I'm not super hot, but I went to use the restroom & while washing my hands I figured, um, I should just spray some on...just to be safe. 

So I unzip the front of my dress thinking. I shoulda gone into the handicap stall...knowing my luck someone will walk in.  To late now to go for the bathroom stall, I spray under my left arm. Something doesn't smell quite right...I look down. 

Apparently I had proceeded to spray hairspray on my armpit.

I look around. The deodorant isn't there...we musta run out. 

Seriously! Now my left armpit is super sticky. 

Water you say: 

I thought about it...but didn't want to leave the front of my dress unzipped any longer. Or wipe off the deodorant that's already...now...plastered to my armpit. 

What's Your Therapy

Like many people out there, I stress  everyday. My co-workers, my job, my bills, hell everything! I sometimes feel like the walls are closing in around me & I'm just gasping...trying to keep from drowning as the little things in life continue to pile up, slowly suffocating me. 

To escape and find a single moment of peace, some people drink, some people smoke, some people take drugs...me, my escape is exercise. I think without it I'd go crazy! 

I wake up every morning & the first thing that passes through my mind is, "What workout do I have tonight?" "How far can I run this evening?" "What trail am I going to use?"

Before I started working out on a regular bases, I was a very angry person...now I know I can take out my frustration, anger, aggression & even depression on "the bag" :-)

I tell myself, stay calm Chloe, in just 3 hours you can beat the crap out of the heavy bag. 

I guess we all have our methods of dealing with life, but finding therapy in the gym, the road or on the bag...exercise has always been my best outlet.