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My Hamstrings Are Soooooore!!!

5:08a: I finally convince myself to get out of bed.  My alarm started going off at 4:58a.  And then again at 5:02a.  In between each alarm I immediately began to talk myself out of my workout.  Oscar woke up in the middle of the night and it woke me up.  I'm tired.  Maxwell didn't actually fall asleep until 11p.  I'm tired.  I mean, I can come up with a convincing excuse every time that alarm goes off.  

I thought of my #morningcrew.  Matt had messaged me the night before and I had assured him that my alarm was set.  My coaches had gone the morning before and I told them I would come to that WOD too.  I slept through Thursdays WOD and finally got my ass out of bed this morning.

My hamstrings are sore.  I deadlifted 265# 5x this morning.  They should be sore.  I almost passed out during the WOD.  9 deadlifts at 100 lbs, 12 hand release pushups and 15 box jumps...as many times as possible in 15 minutes.  I got through 2 rounds in 8 minutes.  So I would have gotten another round and into a 4th had a continued.  CrossFit has really taught me how to listen to my body during an intense workout and I started to get dizzy. So I layed on the ground.  Long enough to leave a sweat angel.  Long enough for my coach to come over and check on me.  He shared a story of a similar situation he went through and gave me a "good job for listening to your body."  So I decided to finish the 15 minutes swinging a kettlebell.  I'm in the middle of a 10,000 kettlebell swing challenge at my gym.  Swing (or snatch) a bell 10000 times in January and you get a tshirt.  Woo.  Last year, the tshirt was not motivating enough for me to participate.  This year, it is.  That shirt is so cooolll!!  I want one!!  Who knew a tshirt could be so motivating. I guess partly because it means I'm a part of a thing, I'm a part of a something...and that something is pretty kickass.  



FUN FACT:  while typing this post, I accidentally deleted half of it.  I got so pissed that I closed my computer and cursed that damn thing for the rest of the night.  So, this is a post that took me two days to type.  Ha.  And today, my hamstrings are so damn sore.  So sore I had to go onto my gyms facebook page and blame my lifting partners cause they made me do it.  Here's the interesting thing, though.  My alarm is set for tomorrow mornings WOD.  Who in their right mind gets up at 5:08a on a Monday morning.  I used to have a firm no wake up early on Mondays rule that I religiously stuck to.  But those sore muscles are more motivating this year.  And let's be honest, that damn bell isn't going to swing itself and I'm legit 2,000 swings, well hell probably close to 3,000, behind everyone else cause I dinky doinked the first week of January.  

It's 2016 though.  I'm turning 36 in less than a month.  It's time to make new rules.  


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