Getting Back Down to Business!

A few days ago, I was bored at work at home, on my own couch, on my own time, definitely NOT getting paid *bats eyes innocently* … so I sat down and hammered out my training plan for the next 23 weeks.  Yes, I realize that’s a ridiculously long training plan, but I have proven time and time again that the second I stop actively training for something I become a lazy sack of shit.  If I don’t have a workout to cross off of a calendar hanging on the refrigerator, I just don’t do it.  Wanna know how many miles I ran in June?  Huh?  Do ya?  13.5.  THIRTEEN AND A HALF!  And until Monday, I had been to the gym ZERO times since before vacation.  It’s time to get back on track.

When I wrote in “St. Jude Half” on December 6th and sat back and looked at the monster that I’d just created, I got nervous.  I ain’t gonna lie.  This is the most challenging plan I’ve ever taken on.  It’s running four days a week, Crossfit two days a week (one day will be a two-a-day with running in the morning and Crossfit after work), and two rest days with the option of doing easy biking on one of those days.

I started the plan on Monday, and so far that’s as far as I’ve gotten.  haha  That was a Crossfit day, and that first workout after six weeks away was PUNISHING.  The weightlifting portion was back squats (3 reps at 80%, 3 reps at 85%, and 3 reps at 90% of max), then the metcon included 3 rounds of 30 wall balls and 3 rounds of 30 GHD situps.

For someone who hasn’t done a single squat or crunch in weeks, my legs and abs are trashed.  I was supposed to have run some easy miles since then, but that requires moving, and I just still really can’t do that yet.  But you know what?  It feels really damn good to hurt like this again!

Training and Body Comp Check-In (a "WTF?!?!" moment)

I was feeling pretty good about things this week.  After having a bad week last week (that still resulted in fat loss anyway), I got back on track this week with some good workouts and a clean diet.  Too fucking bad my scales didn’t get the memo.

Monday – Rest

Tuesday – 3 mile run + Crossfit

Wednesday – Rest

Thursday – 4 mile run

Friday – Crossfit

Saturday – Walked 3 miles with dogs (1 with Bella, 2 with Harley).  This was supposed to be a run, but I was CRAZY sore from the 25-pound kettle bell front squats the night before.

Sunday – 6 mile run + 2 mile walk with dogs

Weight – 134.8 (UP 0.9 from last week)
Body fat – 26.4% (UP 0.3% from last week)
BMI – 23 (UP 0.2 from last week)

I’m so fucking disgusted right now.  Shit just got real.  No rest for the fluffy…

Three Things Thursday – Snowstorms, CrossFit, and Wicked

1.     Twice this year we’ve been predicted to get about six inches of snow.  Both times they were wrong to the tune of approximately six inches.  We got our biggest snowstorm of the season this week.  See those three snowflakes on the shoulder of the road?

Tennessee Snowstorm

2.     I’ve always known I need to be doing some type of strength training in addition to running if I really want to see improvements and lose some fluff.  The thing is… I HATE STRENGTH TRAINING.   I’d rather run 10 miles than do 10 push-ups.  Because I hate it so much and because I don’t have anyone crawling up my ass to make me do it, I usually just don’t do it.  But now I’ve decided I hate being fluffy worse than I hate strength training, so I’ve joined a CrossFit gym.  The first month is what they call the “on-ramp” where they teach you proper technique and shit.  It’s mandatory before they let you join their regular classes.  The first class was Monday.  It was very elementary.  They really only showed us some equipment and went over some of the stuff they do as a warmup.  I missed the second class Tuesday night because the road the gym is on was closed due to flooding.  The third class will be tonight.

3.     My mother and sister and I went to Memphis to see Wicked on Sunday.  I’ve seen it once before, but it was just as good the second time around!

Another excuse to get dressed up!  I’m enjoying this!