Relieving stress

Posted on Sat Dec 16th, 2023 @ 10:57pm by Captain Mira Rodale

Mission: CSI: Chuck Norris
Location: USS Chuck Norris
Timeline: Present

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{Operations center}

Walking in the room had heads turning in her direction. with all attention seemingly on her, she glided over to Rodriguez with as much grace as she could muster.

As she reached Rodriguez, she held her hand out for the PADD.
He frowned. "If you don't remember, then you should not...."

"If I wanted your opinion, I would ask. Now hand it over. The Captain has seen it, and now I want to. Lock access of the video to command staff only. "

Sighing, he handed her the PADD. Really, he just didn't want to see her upset. Viewing the video was going to tick her off. An angry XO is something noone wants. Taking it she slipped it into her jacket. "Reports?" she asked with a smile. She was handed one from each department, and then she gave a little frown .

"Both detaining cells have prisoners ?" Mira asked. When Rodriguez nodded. She gave a little sigh, and there went her reading spot at least for now.

With a nod, she headed to her next stop.

{Bridge}

she stopped at each station checking to see how things were going, and if they needed anything. one of the ensign said "Lt.Commander We have a Vulcan ship on long range sensors." it was the tactical officer who had spoken.

Mira looked to commications "Amy have they hailed us?"

"no ma'am thay have been there for an hour now". Amy told her.

Coming over to the tactical console, Mira watched the screen " Well, if they wanted to overtake us, they would have. It seems, for now, they are contented to just shadow us. Let the captain know. Contact me if anything changes ensign."

Mira headed to cargobay 1. She need a quiet place to view the video and she was planning on a trip to the gym before devoting some serious time to reading all the reports.

{Cargobay 1}

Walking in Vaytoc chuffed at her then gave a snarl "Sorry big guy. I know we haven't spent to much time together lately. Sickbay isn't big enough for you to just hang out. "

She curled up on the mat next to him. Then activated the video.

Some time later:

"What an ass." she hisses. What she wanted to do was beat the delegate to a bloody mess, but she stood up. That punching bag was going to get a piece of her mind since she couldn't give it to him. She changed into a simple black tank top and leggings. Then left for the gym with Vaytoc at her side.

{Gym}

Mira started with her warm up exercises while Vaytoc settled in to watch. She then moved to the bar. Mira had to jump to catch the bar, both of her hands connected then she swung slightly as she started doing muscle pull-ups. Raising her body up until her hips reached the bar, then slowly lowering herself only to repeat the whole process over again. At a rep of 30 she let herself drop to her feet.

Laying back on the matted floor she wrapped her hands around weighted bar. whoever had used it last was doing some heavy lifting. She figured there was about 300 lbs on it. Not that she was going to try lifting it herself, but it would work to hold on to. Mira lifted her legs, hips then back resting all her weight on her shoulders. She then held that position for a count of 30. Lowering her body until half her back was touching for a count of 30. She then raised her legs until she was back on her shoulders with her feet in the air. She actually lost count on how many times she did this move so she stopped, letting herself rest on the floor.

Rolling to her feet, she gave a little sigh. She had read the report on how Kronnelti was injured. She had no idea how to help him or what he was thinking right now, but between the Suliban and Sheris, she was angry.

Slipping weighted gloves on she walked to the punching back. She threw a few quick punches then spun to use her elbows back to throwing left and right jabs then she added kicks. So lost in beating the crap out the bag, she had not noticed a few crewmen had joined her in the room. Slowing her frenzy of strikes down, she realized how out of breath she was. Dropping to her knees, she took in great gulps of air.

"Easy there, lt. Commander. I am sure that bag will behave now."

Mira chuckled taking the bottle of water she had been handed with a thanks. She had hoped all the expense of energy would get rid of the anger but it hadn't.

Mira watched as a few of the guys started a little competition of push ups. She found herself smiling at their antics. "So, can you do push-ups as good as busting up the bag? " One of the men asked

Mira shugged, "My style differs from yours."

"So does that mean she can't do push-ups?" One of the guys asked in a teasing voice.

Mira rolled her eye. She saw where this was going. Standing Mira bent to reach for the floor coming to a hand stand. From that postion she lowered her head to the floor then pushing up again. After 10 of those moves she rolled to her feet, going to the bar jumping up, and pulled herself up to do 10 more muscle pull-ups. Followed by 10 reclined pull-ups from six feet off the ground.

Hopping down, she smiled. "Like I said, different styles." She gave a little shrug.

"How much weight can you lift?"

Mira laughed "about 125lbs tops"

Seeing they wanted to move the weight machine to work out the shoulders Mira shook her head no. "That will not work for me. I am too short and do not weigh enough." At their puzzled faces, Mira sighed. Showing was easier. she reached for the pull-down bar and pulled only, succeeding in pulling her hundred pounds up and not pulling the bar down. It brought a few chuckles as it always did. It was why she only worked with her own body, and not the machines.


off:
Lt.Commander Mira Rodale
XO
USS Chuck Norris