So as you saw from my previous posts, I had to work the whole weekend. It’s not my favorite thing, but I realize it comes with the job. So Friday morning, Josh asks me to join him for the CrossFit workout of the day. Laying in bed at 7am I am seriously considering just staying there. I don’t need to work out, I have to work all weekend!
But I don’t want to seem “scared” of a little CrossFit. So I get out of bed and join Josh at the gym. Here’s what we did:
10 minute warm up
10 minute stretch
Leg Press 180 lbs (3 reps every minute for 15 minutes)
150 wall ball shots
2 minutes hollow holds
I agreed to this because I don’t want Josh to think I can’t hang with him in the gym. I just ran 10 miles yesterday, I’m in shape right? I work out!
This workout destroyed my legs. I wobbled around all day on Friday and when I woke up on Saturday morning, I literally could not walk right. I couldn’t do simple, yet necessary, daily tasks such as peeing and getting in and out of my car. It was embarrassing. Thank goodness I had some time at home on Saturday afternoon because I was bedridden.
I don’t think I’ve ever been that sore in my life. MAYBE the first time I worked out after gaining so much weight, but I don’t remember lying in bed all day because I couldn’t move. It was a miserable weekend. I was probably a little bit of a baby about the whole thing (sorry Josh). I just HATE being sore. I get weepy when I’m sick too. I just don’t like to feel bad, not that anyone does. Today, I am still pretty sore but I am at least able to walk without limping.
Lesson of the day: CrossFit is legit ya’ll.
“Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.” –M Kathleen Casey