I haven’t gone to Crossfit today. I will be doing Yoga. I’m aiming for two sessions of Yoga per week to compliment the three sessions of Crossfit. I think it will be a nice fit and will give me less pressure.
This weekend I plan on organising our food a lot better and making sure I do not purchase any crap for night time scoffing!
I haven’t changed my eating habits as much as I would have liked to so I’m not eating more or much less (although I seem to be missing one meal a day for some unknown reason). I weighed myself and the weight has climbed up a little.
When I first saw it I thought, VERY fleetingly, ‘what’s the point?’. Then I reminded myself that I am, by doing my Crossfit training, building muscles I’ve lost over the past 18 months. Well, that’s what I’m telling myself. I will build muscle before I start losing the fat.
It will start turning around soon and I will start seeing results. And even though my brother’s wedding is just over two months away, I am not going to stress myself.
I normally wait until the evening to post about my Crossfit session for the day but I have to share my#backinthebox hands!
It’s been a LONG time since I’ve had these and whilst I don’t like them (they sting!!), today it means I worked damn hard and I’ve been working damn hard every time I’ve been there since I started going back three weeks ago (and I just realised it’s been three weeks!).
I have started enjoying myself amidst the “OMG I cannot breathe!” and “I’m dying” and “WTF is that Coach doing to us!”.
I haven’t quite cleaned up my eating as much as I can but I am also not feeling the need to eat the crap. I’m not putting pressure on myself this time around. It took a while to get this fat onto me, it’s going to take a while to get the fat off.
In the meantime I’m going to get fit, and stronger!
I also have a wedding I need to look semi-good for in mid-May!
Last week I didn’t manage to get to Crossfit. Due to emotional circumstances, meetings, kids’ sport, visitors – it didn’t happen.
Last week I felt like I’d failed as I didn’t meet my goal of three times a week minimum. Over the weekend I decided that I would be making up for the three visits missed last week and committed myself to five WODs this week and four WODs next week (I do not do Saturdays…). I also changed my way of thinking about my non attendance being a failure and I chose to put it behind me as a bad week which isn’t going to cause me to stop going.
A bad week doesn’t mean we give up. A bad day doesn’t mean we give up. A bad moment doesn’t mean we give up. Moments come and go, good and bad. These moments, these days, these weeks; all make us who we are. They build the person we are today, in this moment.
A slight taste of the Crossfit hands coming back here…
I’m a bag of mixed emotions tonight. Whilst I managed to gain a Clean PB by 1kg (to get set for a 1RM thruster), I really struggled through the thruster WOD we did afterwards.
The WOD required 30kg thrusters to start with which then decreased in reps and increased in weight, with muscle ups (strict pull ups for us “newbies”) in between. I found the 30kg thrusters quite hard to get through.
I finished that part. We had bar facing burpees for the remaining time. I managed 29.875 slow and oophy ones.
Oh, that’s 3 for 3 this week. GOAL SUCCESS!
Just a word of warning, I may start posting about my food intake amongst other things as this not JUST about training. It’s about healthy body, mind and soul.
Tomorrow I start Yoga.
Twice a week minimum. Aiming for three.
F*** I’m over being so fat that I have to struggle to get into my clothes. I am wearing the same clothes over and over because I refuse to buy more. I’ve over looking in the mirror (on the VERY rare occasion) and looking away as fast as I can because I can’t stand it. I don’t want to wonder what people are thinking when they see me. I don’t want my boys thinking that this is normal and healthy.
I AM going to fit into my smaller sized ones. The ones that take up the bulk of my cupboard. I am going to look in the mirror and think to myself “damn girl!”. I am going to be FIT not FAT and I’m going to once again give my sons an example of how life can and should be.
I REALLY don’t feel like going today but I’ve got my WOD clothes on and I’ve got my shoes and socks next to me.
It’s going to hurt, and I’m going to struggle. It’s going to take digging deep some days but I am determined to do this. I am determined to do my 3 WODS per week and today is Number 3.