#rough workout

[rachelfatpants]

Today’s run was crummy. My heel has been hurting and today was no exception. I dunno, I just wasn’t feeling it either. So I cut it short and walked a little bit more, but meh. I shouldn’t put so much pressure on myself to be fast. Also, there was a track meet or something on the track, so I had to go around the trail and that’s harder with the galloway training. I’ll try again tomorrow or Friday or something. 

I’m already having a ton of anxiety about tomorrow’s happy hour. It’s going to be rough. I wasn’t even scheduled to work it, but I traded shifts with someone without thinking about happy hour! Ugggggh. I hate that pre-work anxiety for shifts like this and I don’t know what to do about it. It’s not fair and I shouldn’t be worrying about work like this! 

In other news, tonight I went and saw Puffs! The show itself was fantastic! Loved it! The theater experience however.... not so much. They were having issues starting it and then they cut out the sound during the credits when there was still stuff happening. Fortunately I was able to get my money back because those tickets weren’t cheap. I feel bad complaining and such, but my friend convinced me to and we were dressed up, so they knew what we wanted, haha. There was another couple getting their money back right in front of us, so the guy was basically like, puffs? Yep. I wish I could see it again on Saturday, but I work. One day I’ll see those alternative scenes in the credits! 

[healthyinspirationblog]

Miss Frumplepuss Crankypants

Something happened to my brain today and it was like someone put cranky pants on me that made me a total frumplepuss on the way to the gym. Like, one of those child- like "I don't wanna" moments. I think it was a caffeine crash. I spent the morning writing a new script for about 5 hours straight, and drank cup after cup of coffee all the while (terrible idea). About an hour after that I started to crash. And it was BRUTAL. However, I don't mean to say it was a sudden crash such as two cars unknowingly colliding, more like someone put the car in neutral and slowly, on purpose, it slid off a cliff. Like, a dark cliff. I was mentally in a rough place. I was having those awful thoughts like "I'll always be fat, none of this is worth it, why am I even trying, I'd rather be asleep or eating Cheetos, the universe is meaningless" etc etc. AND I almost ran into a mirror. So, there's that. ...But I kept going. I completed my workout and did an extra long stretching sequence (because the massage booth was closed. Of course.) So. I did it! And realized that even if my dark, inner most thoughts are true and my body doesn't ever really change much, working out is still good for me on every level. And yeah, this wasn't my most energetic workout I've ever completed, but at least I didn't let the darkness take my workout away. That's something! And I will never drink that much coffee in one sitting ever again.

[life-of-a-medic]

Gym 29 June 2015

-180 yard run -21 -15 - 9 Plate ground to overhead 25lb Burpees -80 yard run -21 - 15 - 9 Box Jumps 8 tiers Sit ups -180 yard run 18:25

[blogservideobroadcaating]

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Yoga : 5/23

I was a few minutes late to yoga this morning but it's usually a class that starts late and ends late. Of course not today. I was able to sneak in to a spot but instead of the normal few beginning moments of breathing & discussion the class was already in motion. And I was a step behind. 

Not only did I feel out of synch but they were doing lunges ... my bruised knee was not a fan. Not of crow which followed either. 

Maybe it's because it was an off practice for me, but even the teacher, who I normally love was unsettling. Because I hadn't had a chance to settle on to the mat and get into the flow her instructions came across as pushy. 

Not to mention the sweat! I knew I was going to make use of my towel when I was already suffering from the humidity from my apartment. At first I thought it was just me struggling, though I could collectively hear the class struggling. While the guy next to me seemed as cool as a cucumber, I noticed a guy a few mats down dripping and the girl next to me with a soaked shirt. I then realized that I wasn't the only one slightly suffering.

Sometimes a yoga class is going to suck. Sometimes the class will be over (though it feels like forever) before you ever get in sync and you'll walk away with no deep lesson, no freeing thought, no opening movement. Sometimes you leave just knowing that there will be another class (maybe same time, same teacher, just a different day) that will bring you back.