Criminal Minds

 One evening, with my whopping 400 channels, I couldn’t find anything to watch on the ‘ole tube. Surprising, I know. So I became engulfed into the reruns of the show called Criminal Minds. I was hooked! I couldn’t believe I had been missing this show this whole time! (My bad friends didn’t tell me about it- or at least how fabulous the show was!) For those of you that have never seen the show, in short: it’s about a special group of FBI agents from the BAU that track down serial killers based on their crimes. Some of the crimes that the show depicts are pretty brutal, but that just keeps you routing for the good guys! So not only did I start to DVR the new shows, but the reruns as well, DVR was loading up quickly- who new it was on 14 times a day! I was finding reasons why I HAD to fold the laundry in the room with the DVR… I had many seasons to catch up on and piece together.

I know, I know I might sound like I am getting off point here, and this is supposed to be about physical fitness- but stay with me!

So my brain was full of Criminal Minds episodes, and one evening I was determined to get my preggo behind out the door and pound the pavement with my overpriced running shoes. During this particular evening stroll, I was cruising to my tunes, checking out the neighborhood and hoping my bra still fit well enough to be out in public. About halfway through my walk, I noticed an older house - in not so good of shape - coming up…

I need to note for the record that I am not a judgmental person and truly believe it’s not on what the outside that counts but the inside… well except my outside which is why I am exercising- but that’s beside the point!

ANYWAYS… From this particular house, out walks this little old lady, yes with blue hair, and her (what appeared to be) grandson. They weren’t fighting, but I would have never spoken to an elder in the way that he was speaking to her.

What I "saw"

Then it happened…

Criminal Minds Flash…

My brain flashed to a “what would you do” situation, and here is how I played it out in my head… the old lady was going to see me, note my protruding belly and want my baby. She would give the silent signal to her grandson who would keep shouting at her, but move ever so quickly to be closer to me. Then before I know it I am trying my best to “run” from the grandson knowing they are going to kidnap me- lock me up- deliver my baby- take my baby- and dump my body. End of story. And sure enough as I glance at my phone noting I would be able to call the cops or even my husband the 5% battery is flashing… Holy crap.

Probably more to what she looked like

Carried away… don’t ya think? The bad part is once I checked back into reality I noticed I had STOPPED walking and was staring. That was a fun one to play off… yes, I did… I bent over like I was picking something up off the ground (with a grunt nonetheless) and continued on my way. Quickly. My pace magically was VERY quick after that whole brain flash.

Once I got home, locked the door and peered out the window to verify they weren’t actually following me, my husband looked at me quite perplexed. Somewhere between the point of “are you okay?” and “what did you do?” Once I regaled my story to my husband; he walked off while muttering that I needed to stop watching Criminal Minds.

Lesson learned here?

You shoud ALWAYS watch Criminal Minds, you never know the type of people you live around! However, follow up that show with one that teaches you how to escape from those elder ladies that want your unborn baby!

Happy Miles to you

~K