So I just found out I inadvertently quit crossfit. I went to sign up for a class tonight (at my friend’s insistence) and it turns out my membership had lapsed.
It might be fore the best–though I hate saying that as I did legitimately enjoy it.
It was too hard on my body and I think I pushed myself too hard as I am all about competition. It left me injured for many weeks this past winter. Classes made me sore and miss out on my other workouts for several days afterward. It impacted my training for the Walt Disney World Princess Half Marathon. Also, sadly, after taking all my time off with my knee injury, I have felt to self-conscious to go back.
Ironically, my running started sucking when I started crossfit last year around this time.
So I think it might be for the best that I bow out…at least for now. My running goals mean more than crossfit Rxs right now. Perhaps in the future I can try it again and see if I can find a nice balance with running and CF.
I may also try to work in some cross fit style workouts on my non-run days as those intense intervals are amazing.
So I am bidding farewell to crossfit for now. Maybe in the future, I might find my way back into ye olde cf box.
P.S. If anyone has any tips at how to do cross fit and run without killing yourself, please let me know.
As I typed that, all I heard was Krusty the Klown’s voice from the Simpsons…if only the rest of my day could be spent watching old Simpsons cartoons…especially those from their heyday in the mid nineties.
But I digress….that is not what this post is about. This post is about me taking a day off from the gym last night…yes. I know, I know. What about the denim jacket? What about your bragging about being excited to run yesterday? I plan to make up for it with a double workout on the weekend (perhaps a junk run and hot yoga tomorrow night?). I just didn’t feel like going yesterday. I felt like reading my book (the last of the True Blood book series came out a few weeks ago) and baking my social charity pie (and a few experimental tartlets). I was tired (for whatever reason) and my right calf was feeling a bit crampy, like it was on the verge of seizing…so I just took the night off…and it felt FANTASTIC!
So yeah…I’m thinking I’m still on target…if I missed a bunch of days, then I would say I’m out of the running for the jacket…right? right. Oh wait…just re-checked my first post regarding the challenge…it’s 31 days. So I’m sorta at 30/31 then…either way…I’m getting me a jacket…and ending the challenge with a 10K in Edmonton–how much fun is that!?
I also did my mini purge of shoes and belts. I started with both shoes and belts that weren’t me or didn’t fit properly. That made for eight belts and four pairs of shoes. I plan on hitting up the donation place today after work so I can get all of this stuff out of my trunk.
I was successful in my attempts at kindness yesterday and now I have to think of something for today–#92…also means three months, to the day, until the big 3-3! So many conflicting emotions about that day…but that is for another post!
Much luv an d happy Thursday!