Oh my! It’s been 3 months since I’ve written anything 😮 I’m not dead, don’t you worry. I haven’t been slacking or eating garbage either. Last I wrote, I had just finished my 5km run at the Toronto Marathon. I must confess, I think I sugar-coated that a bit. It was brutal. I was ok with my time, but I felt like death crossing the finish line. It was an eye-opener for sure, and not something I want to ever repeat. Since then, my running regime has increased. In June this genius went into a triathlon sort of weekend where I double booked myself with an 8km Spartan Race on Saturday, a 5km Color Me Rad run on Sunday, and ball hockey Sunday night. I actually found myself somewhat dreading it as the weekend approached, but once I got rolling, it was a great experience 🙂
Last weekend, I got to “pay it forward” in terms of sharing my love of fitness with two people who mean a lot to me 🙂 Last year, my younger sisters came to watch me crawl through the mud at Spartan Race and expressed an interest in giving it a try. So… last Christmas, I registered the 3 of us as a team for the Warrior Dash 🙂 We had a GREAT time! The start of the race wasn’t so smooth since it involved a longish uphill run, but once we got to the obstacles, they were all smiles again 🙂
This year seems to have taken a fairly strong focus on mud/obstacle runs and random 5kms, of which I’m half way through 🙂 For the obstacle/mud runs: Spartan and Warrior completed, Mud Hero and Bad Ass Dash still to come. For the random 5kms: Toronto Marathon and Toronto Color Me Rad completed, Kitchener Color Me Rad to come. What have I learned from it all? I’m a nut. Oh, and while the mud runs are fun to complete by yourself to get a good read of just what you are capable of, the color run sucked having no one to throw chalk packs at but myself. Lame. It will be better the second time through since I’ll be doing it with my sister 🙂
Last topic of interest for today… July 8 I joined a crossift box in Waterloo. 😀 I friggin LOVE it. This morning’s WOD was killer. Walking up the stairs is a challenge. My hands hurt from all the pull-ups. BUT I can’t wait to go back tomorrow. It’s hugely addicting. **which YES is a real word. I’ve been bitching for a while now that it isn’t an adjective, but was proven wrong yesterday. Fine. Crossfit is addicting.