Show of hands, who completely forgets how to do a squat? Oh. No one, you say?Well that's where you would be wrong my friend. For a good 3-4 minutes today, if you had a gun to my head and told me to a squat or eat a bullet, I would have (not by choice, actually) been killed. Other than that, and busting myself in the chin with a bar because obviously I lost a few billion brain cells this weekend, today was actually really fun for me.
I had mentioned possibly returning to crossfit, because for some reason I miss it. I don't know why, really. It's basically everything I hate in one warehouse/garage looking gym. But I don't hate it, at all and that kinda blows my mind. So today, we did cleans and thrusters and I was pleased. I generally hate surprises, but this was a good one. I really like lifting weights. It's weird to me that working out has become something I look forward to all day. It's not a punishment for what you've eaten. Which is what I kinda thought of it as for a while. It's fun, especially when you surprise yourself with what you can do. It doesn't happen to me often though. Before we did the cleans, Darin started talking about motion and velocity and all things physics that I don't understand. All I know is that you hurl a weighted bar up explosively toward your face using your legs to drive it upwards and hope for the best haha just kidding about that part. I really don't know what happened during the thruster part. Especially when I busted myself in the chin. That was a bad surprise haha. A thruster is basically a front squat and you press the bar overhead at the top. Sounds simple because it kind of is. Then we did some planks. I didn't miss them, in case anyone was wondering. While I was doing a high plank, Taz kept sniffing my hair, which made me laugh. Apparently Dove hair products smell good to canines, especially cute ones.
Speaking of hoping for the best, I ran on Saturday and almost died on the treadmill. It was rough. I generally look forward to running because it's a new challenge and it's something for a while, I couldn't even do at all. Embarrassingly enough, walking through the mall would wind me. Like, I would want to sit down. It makes me really sad, but those days are gone, never to return. ever. Anyways, back to the present, I wasn't super excited about it on Saturday but decided to do it anyways and about eh, round 8 I was OVER the whole situation. I felt like I couldn't catch my breath at all, I was wheezing loud enough for Helen Keller herself to hear me and my stupid polar HRM wasn't working, AGAIN. I have asthma that generally doesn't require an inhaler and by that I mean I don't use one. I let nature take its course which is why I've had this nasty cough for a while. I'm really not as stubborn as that sounds. Oh wait, yes I am. but running seems to bring out the wheezer in me. I just haaaaaate inhalers, they're so gross and I'd look like a 6th grade trumpet player with one. I'm really, really hoping this resolves itself. Soon. I'm also hoping tomorrows running and rolling session goes better than Saturdays. That being said, I still hate that damn foam roller. I can tell a tiny bit of difference on the pain scale. On scale of 1-to-actively being mauled by a bear, I'm at a solid hot knife to the knee aka a 6.8. I make up the scale, so I make up the number accordingly.
I question a lot of stuff and have a lot of questions, but you know what? There's not been one single time I've questioned if the decision to work with Darin was a good one. I met him at such a crucial time in my life. I had/have big changes to make and I swear I couldn't have found a better trainer more suited for me if I had interviewed half of North America. I mean, really. Not that I ever questioned him listening to me before, but the fact that he brought in some crossfit type stuff in to our session is kinda like a middle ground situation. I know he isn't the biggest fan of it for safety reasons, but maybe in a controlled one-on-one environment (see what I did there?) we can make it work.
My legs are tired, as is the rest of me. So with all of that heart warming crap out of my system, I'm off to take a shower.
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