back in the saddle … kinda!

back in the saddle. i just couldn’t stay away. i’m sore and behind in my work, but so happy to do a WOD.

Warmup: 20 overheads, 20 pushups, 20 pullups, 50 doubleunders (yeah! i love love love our new jumprope and i’m so owning it now!), and 10 ttb

Mainsite WOD:

Hang Power Snatch 1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1

75-85-75-75-75-85-85(f)-85(f)-75-75(f)

Goal: 110PR from May 2010

yeah ... i know, i know. today’s performance is a far cry from my PR, but I’m a goal-oriented person and this will be a good goal to reset. i confess that i’ve lacked motivation since denali and the tetons – but 2 months has been more than enough.

i felt weak today. i looked weak too – have to work on locking out under the bar faster. movement was off and timing was off – the inconsistency of the fails in between the good lifts was proof enough. this is one of my favorite lifts and i was pretty frustrated with myself today. but it’s a start and i get to practise, practise, practise. this is what happens when you slack off and am now i’m paying for it. i earned this ass-whopping, that’s for sure.

some of this frustration has been my insane schedule of school, wedding, and renovations, but it’s all excuses. i guess i was a little turned off when matt spent all that money on our new home cf box and i had to quit going to cfc until we paid it off. regardless, though. there’s no reason why i couldn’t get 3-2 WOD cycles in over the past 2 months since i got back ... even at home ... in fact, i could have put all that anger in my WOD ... i put it into school instead. whine whine whine. BAH!

so my grades have been excellent, i’m getting research, and i’ve been able to do a lot in the house ... but getting in my regular ashtanga and WOD has been another story. it was easy to put off 1 day, then 2, then a week ... before you know it, my clothes are baggy, i feel weak when i pick up another piece of furniture to move, and i’m soft all over. even the dog is pitter-pattering my tummy. cute, but embarassing.

so i got sick and tired of being sick and tired and just worked out. and boy am i sore today. it was good, but it was also a reminder how much i slacked off. .. which is motivation! i don’t like sitting around and i hate that i’ve been missing such good workouts.

I feel so conflicted. I love our little setup in our garage – Matt did a great job with our little CF box even though we still have to deadhang everything (too low to kip from the bar in the garage and the tree bar swings). But contrary to Matty’s lone wolf CF-style, I need to return to CFC (aka “The Box”) ... I even need to curse at myself. Seriously, I just don’t have the intensity or work as hard as I can as when I’ve got the girls behind me counting and pushing, Eric insulting me, and Bryce laughing at me in the back of the room and rolling his eyes when I “pull a Tery”. (this is known as doing extra reps per round because i lost count or miscounting the weight and overloading the bar). I miss laying about on the floor with the old gang as we make sweat butterflies. I even miss the tire-who-taunts me and Mr Pukie.

Plus ... I prefer CFC’s programming. I get it. It’s random, but it’s NOT random. So until i can return to my CFC family more regularly, I will use that CF certification I put effort into earning and develop 1 solid cycles.

...and then i’ll bide my time here as i wait to make this last payment before I make the drive down to willow road... and for Matt to come home so we can do today’s WOD.

Strength: 60%
Stress: 6
Mental energy: 7
Physical energy: 6
Health: crap, saw doc and definitely have asthma
Sleep: 6hrs on the sofa, floor, and finally bed. not good (and kinda embarrassing)