Mar 23, 2009

Repost: Just another manic Monday

Originally posted on another blog I write anonymously, but re-posted here because I want this blog to represent my entire journey since starting CrossFit.

I'm sitting at my dining room table, still in my sweaty gym clothes, catching up on blog reading before I start my crazy day.

At the gym this AM we did a warrior WOD - Badger.
3 Rounds for time of:
95/65lb Squat Clean, 30 reps
30 Pull Ups
Run 800 meters
I did my squat cleans with 35lbs (should've done 40 or 45, in hindsight) and for pullups I tried to do the first 10 with the band assist, and then finished the set with 20 jumping pullups. My hands are *hurting*. I did not sub ring rows, because I detest ring rows. Hate them with a passion.

As I was pounding the pavement on my last run, I started thinking about how my legs felt a lot like they do during the run at the end of a triathlon. If you switched and did the pullups first, then the workout would be a lot like a sprint tri -- swim-bike-run. Well, at least it would be if you swim like I do, all arms and shoulders, and hardly any legs.

Yesterday LT motivated me to do a run, so I did 30 minutes around our neighborhood. I felt decent, and wasn't completely washed out afterward. It helped that the weather has been so temperate here lately, and especially yesterday. We did some situps and pushups afterward.

The reason I haven't been posting that much? Ruby stole my glasses:

"Oh haiiii mom! I haz ur glasses!"

Actually, that's not really the reason I've been quiet. (I know! Shocking!) I went into a "holy crap, my life is in shambles" tailspin last week as I suddenly realized I am unemployed for the first time in about 8 years, and not only that, holy crap I'm fucking married! Yes, the wedding really should've clued me in to that whole thing, but I just had a moment where I realized how much my life has changed, and that threw me for a loop.

Luckily my husband was here to tease me and tickle me until I smiled, and then he proceeded to hug me a lot until I snapped out of it, gritted my teeth, and vowed to figure out this new life and not let the changes scare me into inaction.

And I continued to go to CrossFit, so at least I stayed on track with that.

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