I'm not really nervous yet, I'm sitting at mad. Mad that my body isn't ready to do what I know it can do. Mad that it takes time to heal. Mad that I can't get my damn double under to save my life. Mad that I can't have heavy whipping cream in my coffee.
And then I'm glad. Glad that I can move again. Glad that my food is going well. Glad that I can at least lift the 65# bar this week. Glad that I improved on my double under score this morning.
And then I'm sad. Sad that I can't lift my 85% on my back squat. Sad that I can' t clean more than 95#. Sad that I'm sad.
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| Zach coaching me through my Fran PR 5:07 |
Then I'm disappointed. Disappointed that my scores are lower than what I want them to be. Disappointed that I can't fix my disappointment with chai's and ice cream.
Then I'm excited. Excited to see what the WOD's are going to be. Excited that I get to spend my competition weekend with my little princess Brooke. Excited that I get to compete against women my own age. Excited that I have made it 18 days with no sugar and no dairy. Excited that I lost 1.5 pounds. Excited that I get to drink Progenix post WOD. Excited that I'm about to make myself some type of pancake for breakfast.....
Maybe I am nervous:)
Really, my problems aren't really problems....and it seems that the good outweighs the bad....this is just the silly stuff that runs through my head.

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