Sunday, January 26, 2014

What is just one more thing?

My ass hurts.  You read that right.  My ass hurts.

In December I bought a Groupon to try a Cross Fit class. It was 20 bucks for a month of unlimited classes and I thought why not give it a try.  The thing is I really enjoyed Cross Fit.  However, my body didn't.

It was the squats with weights that brought on injury #2.  I woke up in the middle of the night and my glutes were KILLING me.  I've never had my ass hurt that bad before (shut up!), but I thought it was just because I worked mine too hard.  For about 4 weeks I would have this pain that would go down the center of my butt cheek.  Nothing horrible and nothing that kept me from working out.  (yes, I am stupid).

On January 4th I went to my cycling class.  All was fine with the world.  Did the workout and afterwards a few friends and I decided to stay to do a mini Cross Fit routine.  The start was to do jumping jacks.  I did one jumping jack and about landed on the floor.  MY BUTT!!! WHAT DID I DO TO MY BUTT.  IT HURT SO BAD.



Come to find out I had pulled a glute/hamstring muscle.  It hurt to walk.  It hurt to sit.  It hurt to sleep.  At work, I would walk around like I had a big stick up my butt! Everyone would ask 'what did you do?"  Yeah, well, I pulled a butt muscle.  Then the incredibly awkward silence would follow or hysterical laughing.  Sometimes both.

It is going on week #4 and I still can't do anything -- no running, swimming or biking. I am cranky and envious of anyone that CAN workout.  And the real bitch is that my racing plans have gone to shit.

The plan is to do nothing until I have a few days of no pain.  Hopefully that will be in the next couple weeks.  Then I will be starting for scratch with everything to build up my base and strength.  The trick for me is to take it REALLY slow.

Until then,  I just need to hang on...





Monday, January 06, 2014

Happy New Year. Or is it?

You know what I love about the New Year?  Nothing. 

Know what I hate about the New Year? Resolutions.

Every freaking day should be a resolution -- not clumping them all together to begin on January 1st. What a way to set yourself up for an epic fail or massive guilt trip. Every day should be a day to wake up the hell up and choose to complete ___________(fill in the blank). Just ONE will get it done. And no goddamn excuses either. If little changes or attitude adjustments or good choices are made every. single. day then goals will be achieved. Stop rationalizing.  Stop negotiating.

You think I am bitching about the general population?  Nope.  I am bitching about myself.

I am thinking of writing on my bathroom mirror these words:

Every Day

No excuses.  Don't think.  Just do.

Dealing with multiple injuries has made me realize that I have a choice of either going back to being a recreational exerciser or working hard to get back out there stronger.  Not faster.  Just stronger. 

So far, I have signed up for two triathlons for the season.  Going to register for another two.  Marathon this year will be in October. 

Don't give a shit about time.  Just want to be able to do the time.