About 10 days ago I headed out for my morning run at the favourite trail with wonder pup. It had been a week of tough workouts mixed with a few other trips to the same spot for the same purpose. This was one of the hardest runs so far. My head was battling a few other wars as we trotted along, but the biggest one had to do with my decision to join in on a group Whole Life Challenge at the box. I was intrigued when the idea was first thrown out there, but not completely sold even after I had coughed up the $$ and registered. I figured, what have I got to lose? It was when I logged my starting measurements that my commitment was LOCKED IN. When the hell did I get so FAT?? And more so, how did I let it happen?? I’ve been down this road before. I’ve been along the path of getting rid of clothing that no longer fit, but last time I was getting rid of stuff that was too big. Recently I realized it was time to get rid of the skinny clothes I will never again fit in to. Not that I want to be a stick, but everyone wants to look good naked.
I took my frame of mind as the reason for my run struggles. There was a point on one particularly gnarly uphill where my legs screamed “I hate you.” but were quickly silenced with “I hate YOU more!”. That was Saturday. By Monday I could hardly walk. If you’ve been around a little while, I’ve complained about my hip before. I’m coming to the realization that when it comes to any sort of war you fight with your own body, sometimes having the last word is not a win at all. I’ve pushed on and scaled WODs to be able to keep exercising, but the hip is still angry. It finally came to the point yesterday where Coach Sharon asked me to make a deal with her to only mobilize and work on accessory stuff until at least Thurs. Give the hip some time to recover. I know she’s right, but my head needs crossfit. I was happy with the compromise that at least still allowed my to go to the box. Today I spent an unbearable amount of time on the Airdyne. Sally, as Dave calls her, and I might become friends over the next week or so. She’s a dirty b*tch and I feel like I could barf pretty much every time I get off, but she’s also the only form of cardio that doesn’t require hip extension.
Bla, bla… boo-hoo…
Exciting bit! Last week I did Cindy as Rx for my first time!! Completed 11 rounds + 5 pull-ups!! My lats and chest hurt for days. It was awesome.