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They Look Like Comfortable Shoes

Today was a victory. I feel this way, even though I had to work on my off day.

Last night, I had trouble sleeping. So I wrote a letter to my love while Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead was playing in the background. I’ve seen it before, and wanted to watch something to give me a kick in the ass. Mission accomplished.

I woke up this morning and had a green juice–meant to have some coffee too, but was running late so I just had a few sips. On my lunch break at work, I went to try on some cross trainers. I ended up having a carrot/orange juice blend and another sip or few of coffee due to time constraints. After leaving work, I went to buy the shoes and grabbed a five fruit frenzy from Jamba Juice. Tasty stuff.

I drank my smoothie on the patio at Pazzo’s (a pizza pub) without sipping a beer or taking a bite of anyone’s food. After sitting with my friends for a few minutes, I had the strangest itch–

I wanted to run.

I rushed home, changed into my workout gear and new shoes, and took off. Sure, I wasn’t the fastest, but I worked my ass off. Hills, grass, gravel, concrete, I tried it all. Nobody pushing me, nobody coaching me,just me. Little Voice wanted to go home. And he got his wish…after an hour of the hardest work I’ve done so far.

Surprisingly, I felt great when I got home, despite running without having really eaten all day. I did put some food in my belly, as well as some green goodness and a few sips of chia gel. I feel great at the moment, and I’m sure that I’ll sleep like a baby tonight.

This healthy shit isn’t so bad.

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Training Like a ’70s Champ

The structure is dead. Long live the structure.

For anyone who hopes to do a Tough Mudder, this video is required watching.

That’s pretty goddamned impressive. It has everything you’d want (or at least, that I’d want) in a training video: badass music, mustache, green smoothie, ridiculous feats of strength and stability, perseverance, and more mustache. It’s the video that made me decide to work toward completing a Tough Mudder challenge. Maybe it will do the same for you. Or maybe you’ll just keep watching it over and over, wondering how the hell he does some of the things he does. Either way, I hope you find some use for it.

Flu Daze

Last week, I had a bit of a sore throat. Yesterday, I came down with the flu. I sit at a desk all day, and work was a chore. I kept waiting for 11pm to come so I could go home and kill someone get some rest.

Obviously, this will affect training. I don’t feel well enough to move around the house, much less go run a mile or more. On the positive side, my caloric intake for the last couple of days has been a net loss, and with all the putrid barfing unfortunate sickness, that trend will probably continue throughout today.

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The vitamins that will help get me through this crisis.

I am trying my best to stay hydrated, if for no other reason than make sure I have something on my stomach. Dry heaving is the suck. I may venture into the world of actually eating something shortly. At some point today, I would like to make a training program for myself so I’ll be busting ass every day. The April 2013 Tough Mudder is closer than it seems on the calendar, and I have a lot of work to do to get ready for it.

Feel good, Mudder Lovers.

Failure

Yesterday, I had my first gym failure.

I was under the bench at 125 pounds. I got the first three sets easy, and the fourth set came with a bit of struggle. The fifth set, I really thought I could get it. I took a longer break, got some water, then took a deep breath and positioned myself under the bar.

1, 2…3…..4…….fuck.

I know, training is about building endurance and sometimes you fail but just get back on the horse blah blah goddamn. I know that outside of the gym. But inside the gym, I hated failing. Hated. It really burned me up. Putting the weight back on the rack, with the assistance of my spotter after having NOT completed everything I set out to do, was upsetting.

But, I’ll get it soon. I refuse to be ten short of a plate for eternity.

I’m done bitching, Mudder Lovers. Keep training, and keep your head up.