I seem to have lost myself for a bit.
The past two weeks are literally a blur...it seems as though time flies whether you're having fun or not.
Gage uses this reference from time to time in the morning. I ask that he is done with his breakfast by 7:00 am so that he can get his other stuff done before our rushed exit time of 7:20. Some mornings he can take up to 40 minutes to eat 2 sausage links and a banana...as the clock moves towards 6:58 he'll say to himself, "Time flew, and I wasn't even having fun!" Oh to be so literal.
So back to me.
My days have been on repeat: 4:30 am wake. Coach. Eat. Coach. WOD. Eat. Sleep. Eat. Wod. Eat. Coach. Eat. Sleep.
This shirt I have that says WOD, Eat, Sleep Repeat is no lie.
But yesterday it all came to a halt.
I hit "rock bottom!"
I realized that I lost myself in all of this.
I was no longer happy.
I've cried more in the past two weeks than I have laughed or even smiled.
My focus was off.
So, yesterday I refocused and I'm ready to hit regionals and move forward with whatever path is chosen for me.
So, I thought I would share a couple of things I learned along the way - because every journey is a message, a chance to learn, a chance to be better:
14 Things no one ever told me would happen if you move to the next level:
1. You become bi-polar - I could go from laughing to crying in a split second.
2. And narcoleptic - I could fall asleep anytime anywhere.
3. Coffee. Enough said. (Did not help above diagnosis)
4. When training picks up...your period stops. (That's no lie)
5. It's ok. I googled it and consulted with Angela!! Google & Angela know everything.
6. I went 2.5 days at one point in the same clothes and no shower. (That's no lie)
7. My husband is a saint. So are my kids. My friends. & Dr. L - I'm surrounded by saints.
8. It is possible that EVERY muscle can hurt at the same time.
9. Even if every muscle hurts...you can still workout again.
10. It is impossible to get a FULL belly.
11. My dogs are good listeners. Oh the things they know!
12. This whole "game" is just as much mental as it is physical.
13. You get presents;0) (Did I said I was surrounded by saints?)
14. I have the ability to do "whatever it takes!"
It's 8:30 pm on Saturday night...I've done 10 workouts in 6 days and I have to get one more in before my Sunday planned rest day. I've managed to procrastinate ALL day long. The hammock became my best friend where I snoozed on and off for most of the day. My family played outside and I had no control over my new proclaimed narcolepsy. I was already upset that my Friday night training kept me away from some social time with my friends. But, I wasn't about to look back on this evening and have a shouldof, couldof, wouldof kind of conversation with myself.
I promised myself 2 weeks ago that I would do whatever it takes to ensure that I did whatever it took.
NO REGRETS.
That's how I've lived my entire life. I wasn't about to change it now.
Except I was sore as hell and I was tired and feeling sorry for myself. But the workout called. It came down to the fact that I wouldn't allow myself to eat dinner (this is HUGE) if I didn't get my workout in. LOL. The games we play.
So, I headed down to the basement to knock out WOD #11 so that Sunday I could have a blissful food filled rest day.
I had some work with presses, snatches and cleans and my WOD that day ended in a 3 rep max for my overhead squat. In our basement we have "most" of the necessary equipment to knock out a good strength workout. The one thing we don't have, is a squat rack. So, we've managed to find a way to rack the bar so I can do my lifts. When I had to do heavy back squats the week before...Jim and Brandon each took one side and made sure I was safe. Tonight was our first test for the OHS...and since Jim was cooking my wonderful dinner I had grounded myself from my son was my only spotter for the day.
3 Reps @ 125#
After all my procrastinating I ended up getting 3 OHS at my body weight 135#...
Whatever it takes.
Bring on Regionals.
3,2,1 GO!!!
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