You want to know how this happened. Yes you do. Short version: the lady at the dismembered baby store gave me the keys to the local police precinct. No this isn’t a mad lib. It’s so so much better: It’s my life!
Confession: I’ve been cheating on my fancy, cutting-edge (ish) workouts with an old school burn. I’ve been doing step class. That’s right, like this:
Minus the thong leotard. Believe me, I have worked out in one (don’t ask) and they are misery.
And loving every sweaty second of it! The funny thing is that it all started out so badly.
Once upon a time there was a Cardio Queen who ruled over all the land with love and Lycra. She hamstring-curled, she step-touched, she ellipticized and bounced on Bosu balls and ran in her fat-burning zone but what she loved best was Ye Olde Steppe Class. She loved it so much she did it three times a week, sometimes more. All the fancy choreography! All the fun variety! All the military precision and difficulty of a drill down!! But after years of walking up and down numberless flights of Stairs to Nowhere the Queen began to get mortally bored. Plus as the Queen started hearing rumors about cardio maybe not being all it’s reported to be and the Knights of Weight Lifting came to woo her, she decided to move on to other things.
Which is how it came to be that it’s been five years since my shadow had darkened a corrugated plastic board balanced on iffy risers. It wasn’t that I hated step or thought I was too good for it – it really was just that I did it so much I had total around-the-world burnout. But when I ended up at the gym the other day with no Gym Buddies and no gumption to push myself through a workout (some days it’s just nice to be told what to do, you know?), I discovered the only available class was step. “Try it,” my friend Cherie, an avid stepper, said. “Ehhh, it’s a case of chronic cardio and I do not need to catch that illness again,” I whined. “Trust me, they’ve changed it since you last tried it. It’s more of a HIIT type class. You’ll like it!” She convinced me by setting up my step for me.
You guys, that class kicked my toned tushie hard. I haven’t sweated that much in a long time. It was basically an hour of weighted plyometrics interspersed with burpees, push-ups and some weight lifting. Oh, and a lot of up-and-down stepping. I was sucking serious wind. Plus the variety was fun. And you know how much I like my butt handed to me. I’ve been going back every week since!
I love it when something I think is going to be awful turns into something amazing. It happens to me with some regularity in fitness (I had a guy challenge me to do an entire workout of nothing but chest presses, back squats, military presses and deadlifts – haven’t been that worked over in a year!) but I love it when life in general throws me some serendipity. Take tonight, for instance.
My husband and I packed up the kids (and this being winter in Minnesota I do mean “packed” – coats, hats, mittens, boots, chapstick) and headed to the Twin Cities to find a little electronics store my husband had heard about. We were in search of little LED lights with which to trick out the boys’ Pinewood Derby cars (because in our family it’s all about how rad your car looks, who cares about speed?). But instead of twinkly lights and random electronics we found this:
A legless, armless, but otherwise anatomically correct baby doll strapped to a pole! And the best part: It crooned, “Come on, give a baby a huuuuuuug!” in a gravelly baritone every time we walked by it. I was creeped out. Jelly Bean was mighty confused. My boys were delighted.
But that wasn’t the only bizarre baby as we quickly discovered Michael Bolton baby belting Black Flag. Tin foil diapers are the new tin foil hats? At this point I realized we’d stepped out of suburbia into a warped wonderland. This was going to be epic.
I actually kind of like my Barbies life-sized, bronzed and with an oil funnel for a head. Clearly we caught her in the middle of a game of Capture The Flag. Or catching butterflies.
Oooh look! Another baby! This one about to urinate on a giant wall-climbing spider! Wait, what were we here for?
Oh, right! Sparkly lights! Hey honey, I found some! Although they might be wrapped around a gigantic hot dog apparently made out of babies and yelling. “I’m gonna destroy your way of life!”
I think I nailed the pose. I like my outfit better but I daresay her I covet her boob harness – this high impact bras isn’t for wusses! Note: the bowling pin strapped to her ankle like a grenade in a holster.
The sign says… aw heck, does it even matter what the sign says when you have Armageddon happening right here in the craft corner??
I so totally DID open the box. That is completely worth 95 cents.
This may be the first public place where Jelly Bean’s “eclectic” style of dressing herself actually makes her fit in! Everything she’s wearing she came in with except for the butterfly net.
“RESISTANCE TRAINING FOR PYTHON PULLING!” (Feel the poison burn!) How have I never tried this workout?!?
To whoever had the brilliant idea of making nose-shaped pencil sharpeners: YES. I love how astute the employees here are.
A box of rubber chickens with a plastic pig is probably the most normal thing in the whole store. I’ll let you ponder that.
Larry, Curly and Moe for UN ambassadors!
I think this pretty much sums up the zeitgeist of the whole store. BAM.
This feels so true to me I didn’t even bother to Google it. I’m a believer.
This might be the best sentence ever written. I’m crying that I didn’t think of it.
The evening took an interesting turn when Jelly Bean had to use the potty rightthisverysecond and I was first surprised and then amused to be handed the keys to the cop shop next door to use their bathroom after hours. Let me repeat that: The lady at the DISMEMBERED BABY STORE gave me the KEYS to the local POLICE PRECINCT. It was the real deal, I can assure you – handcuffs, hanging police jackets and all – which led to some interesting conversation with Jelly Bean.
After we left the Ax-Man store (yes that’s its name, seriously), the kids were starving so we headed to the store right next door which cheerfully advertised Soup! Sandwiches!. Of course, being in Wonderland still, we discovered it contained neither soup nor sandwiches but the Russian specialty deli did have cold pickled liver, beet saurkraut and boiled pigs’ feet. They also had the biggest rack ever of Russian candies in bins under a very CAPSY sign that while I couldn’t read it, I’m pretty sure said “NO TOUCHING NO TASTING NO PUTIN”. Don’t quote me on that.
We were game to try some odd delicacies but when my husband tried to order something, we discovered the proprietress spoke not a speck of English beyond “Hello!” and the only thing I remembered from my high school Russian was “I like to look for mushrooms in the forest!” And thus we weren’t able to communicate what we wanted from the deli. So instead the kids settled on these for dinner: Cookies Dream. And you know? I fully believe that cookies do dream. Especially after tonight.
Have you had an experience recently that started out awful but turned out wonderful? Have you revisited any of your old fitness faves lately? Tell me: which one of the above items do you secretly wish you owned now??
P.S. We found some LED lights for the cars and some things way better than lights for the house. And a single trampoline spring. You never know when you’ll need one of those.
PPS. The cookies dream were not very dreamy tasting. They need to dream bigger is all I’m saying.
If you hadn’t put these pictures up, I don’t think I would have believed you, Charlotte. This seriously looks like you stumbled into an alternative universe! I love it when random things end up being so entertaining.
As for fitness things I tried again and loved, yoga was like that for me. I had memories of slow, “crunchy” Hatha yoga, and trying power yoga many years later rocked my world.
Ooh perfect example! Esp since there are so many types of yoga. As soon as you think you know yoga… lol. Glad you like it now!
Love that store! Isn’t that by Sparky’s Malt Shop? Why can’t we ever remember that name???
Haha – I don’t think it’s by Smushy’s Malt Shop (this was in St. Paul, wasn’t the malt shop in Eden Prairie?). But then we’ve never been back since that night, lol.
Since you don’t watch rated R movies, did you understand the whole head in the box, don’t look in the box quip?
No – is that a movie reference?? I had no clue!
You are so adorably innocent ^_^
Y’know, The Bloggess would love this shop.
Best blog post title EVER! #8-D
By the way, is it wrong that the picture I find more disturbing than any other is the “Step Workout” one?
Haha – not wrong at all! Denise Austin’s eyes are freaking me out.
More than the limbless babies, I’m disturbed by the photo of the support column with surge protectors plugged into each other and each overloaded… I guess code enforcement officers are scared of dismembered babies?
Oh I didn’t even notice that lol! Honestly the whole place was kind of a death trap I’m guessing…
Oh wow what a post! From step class to limbless babies! I couldn’t get enough. And jellybean is stylish!
Thanks – I’ll tell her you said so, she’ll be very pleaseed:)
As a native Minnesotan… I KNEW this was Ax-man Surplus! Best weird store ever! I miss Minnesota. Your blog is like a little taste of home 🙂
Aw, I’m so glad!! It’s a great place (both the store and the state!)
I love your coat.
That has to be the coolest store. Ever. I LOVE places like that.
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Haha thanks! I love it too!
I don’t know whether to be impressed by the store or creeped out – maybe a little of both!!
That step class sounds awesome – I went to a BOSU class for awhile that was similar!
I do love a good BOSU class too! I’m really dying to try rebounding on those little trampoline thingies though….
Reading this, I just kept thinking that has to be an Ax-Man store.. and what do you know! That is the craziest place ever. Sounds like an eventful trip!
Ok, how has everyone else heard of Ax-Man but me?! I never knew it was “a thing” lol
What an adventure! I want to go to that store now! I love your coat! Apparently, I love exclamation points too! 🙂
Ah me too! I’m all about the extraneous, exclamatory punctuation:)”
I need to go to this store right now. Too bad I don’t live close by. Another reason to continue my goal of taking trips to other cities and check them out. Any place that has a store like this is my kind of place.
You really should come visit! Minneapolis actually has a ton of really cool, indie, off-beat stuff. (I know, who knew??) Plus, you know, there’s me;)
I think I need to go here. Now I’m giggling and confused. Hehehe.
I am still going over the pics of that store!! OMG – too funny & kinda fun in a weird way!!!! I was still processing that when you got the keys to the police precinct! 😉
I so think the old day exercises – some we should still do – rock it! 🙂 I am kinda bias being older though! 😉
I love stores like that! i also love step aerobics. It’s my favorite group fitness class to teach. If I could teach it full time I would.
Hey! I’ve been a reader for a while now. But this is my first time to comment. I love your coat! Where did you get it???? Who is the designer. Must. Have. This. Coat!!!!!!
Thank you! I love it too! I got it on a killer post-Christmas sale from Modcloth. It’s currently out of stock but here’s the link: http://www.modcloth.com/shop/coats/big-city-blues-coat-in-spruce
I know you can request to be notified when it comes back in stock or perhaps you can ebay it? Good luck! It’s super warm!
1) I love your coat! Where did you get it!?
2) Your kids are too adorable, honestly. And they seem like they have hilarious personalities. I really don’t want kids anytime soon, but then I see yours and I think.. “mayyyyybe I should get on this bandwagon”.
3) This store confuses me a lot and scares me a medium amount. I’m so confused by all the dismembered dolls.
4) I’m rejoining a gym that I used to frequent, because I have a new job that has way better hours, and is close to my old gym. I’m looking forward to my old gym classes, I forsee a lot of spinning in my future. My tush will be pleased come summer. Plus, my favourite gym buddy goes to this gym. Wins all around!
Meghan!!
1. Thank you! I love it too! I got it on a killer post-Christmas sale from Modcloth. It’s currently out of stock but here’s the link: http://www.modcloth.com/shop/coats/big-city-blues-coat-in-spruce I know you can request to be notified when it comes back in stock or perhaps you can ebay it? Good luck! It’s super warm!
2. Aw, best compliment evah! Fair warning though: they drive me nuts at least as much as they are adorbs;)
3. As was I, my friend.
4. Yay for Gym Buddies!!
This is perfectly amazing!!!! The only way it could have been better is if Willy Wonka dropped in…
(LOOOOVE Jelly Bean’s sense of style!)
As far as retro workouts, I’ve been scouring boxes all afternoon/evening for both my Yoga Booty Ballet and original Firm DVDs. I know they’re here somewhere, but we’ve moved so many dang times. (OK, so the YBB is only 8 years old, so not technically “retro,” but still.)
In fact, I’ve climbed so many stairs & lifted so many heavy boxes that I’m actually quite tired. I think I’ll go to bed.
Hey climbing stairs and lifting heavy boxes is a killer workout. Hope you got some good rest! (And found your YBB!!!)
The dismembered baby store is weird and wonderful. Love the pictures. And your blue coat is fabulous! 😉
Gaye
Thank you Gaye!
I think my friend and sister have been trying to get me to go to that store for years and we never make it. Unless…are there reams and reams of weird fabric too?
Not unless you count sheets of polycarbonate plastic?
I’d eat my hat for a pencil sharpening nostril. And so would some of my students.
1. I love your coat!
2. Look at the muscles on Denise Austen’s legs!
3. Other than that I think I’m speechless.
Actually, I am pretty positive there have been situations that I’ve gone into dreading and ended up having a blast…but I can’t remember specifics at the moment…Oh Wait – Las Vegas. My friend eloped to Vegas and I went to be her bridesmaid; I never thought of Las Vegas as a place I’d want to visit – 0 interest in gambling – but we did have a blast.
I had the same thought about Denise’s legs!! She’s got athletic thighs and PROUD of it. Best reason ever for bringing back the 80’s;)
1. I got step burnout (+ shin splints) teaching step in college…. time to revisit? Sounds like it has had a revamp!
2. I was just at Ax-Man on Saturday night! Poor kid on the phone that I had to ask if they sold nipples… but they did, and I bought 20 of them! I could spend hours in that place! I also think they should have a coffee table book of all of their signs.
Aw, we just missed you! But of course now I have to ask: Why do you need 20 nipples?!?
I’ve seriously been considering going to Jazzercise and/or buying Sweatin’ to the Oldies DVDs. I’m glad I’m not the only one who has a crush on the old school exercise.
That shop is nuts haha.
Oh and BodyStep is where it’s at! Was it a Les Mills class or freestyle/self-choreographed? Seriously go try a Les Mills Body Step, I’m an instructor and it’s the best class out there.
Actually it is Body Step! Super fun I wasn’t originally a huge Les Mills fan but I’m coming around;)
I. Want. That. Store.
And your coat.
But of course.
The pictures, the comments— all super quirky and cool!
I want to go there!
Sounds like a fun adventure!
I bet one of the owners of that store used to work at Archie McPhee in Seattle. Or American Science and Surplus in Illinois.