“So you’ve just given J-Vicious all day to plan your workout.” *sigh* I know... Monday morning. I was lying in the comfort of Magical Roanoke Yoga’s basement. Allowing her to massage. And yoga my body. Into various states of stretching. And relaxation. I can’t even describe how amazing it is to have someone else stretching … Continue reading Leadville Training
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I AM Fall Risk
Did my first shift of Ironman volunteering yesterday. Where I tried to walk casually. Like I hadn’t spent the day before torturing my legs. Seemed to work. No one asked me what was wrong with me. No one actually spoke to me at all. Seriously. Leo does not like to be ignored. But it was … Continue reading I AM Fall Risk
Revolt on Lunges
“I’m medicated now!” I yelled that. A little too gleefully. And loudly. And maybe even forcefully? At my boss today. When he asked how I was doing. “Fine and you?” would have probably been sufficient. I’ve only been medicated about a week. So I don’t know that it’s much more than the placebo effect at … Continue reading Revolt on Lunges
PFSF Revolt
I was just sitting in my car. Minding my own business. Trying to talk Fall Risk into coming to the gym. I was in the middle of typing, “I’d love to go home and take a nap, but J-Vicious is-“ And that’s the point at which he reached through my window and snatched my phone … Continue reading PFSF Revolt
I’m Doing The Best I Can
I just stood. For a solid two minutes. Outside of my apartment building. Just...waiting for someone to come open the door. These mother fuckers be running in and out of this building all hours of the day and night. But when I need one of them to come open the door. Suddenly they all wanna … Continue reading I’m Doing The Best I Can
I Can’t Even Care
“Oh look. Beautiful Beastie wants company on her next NM Marathon.” Good thing I don’t go on social media enough to see stuff like that. “I’ll let her know. I’m a good friend.” And damn if I didn’t get a BB text this afternoon. Talking about North Mountain. Dammit, Skratch. And then she says she’s … Continue reading I Can’t Even Care
Leg Day. Just…Leg Day
“Just leave those heavy weights out, guys. Sunshine’s here for the next class.” So, today’s PlayFITStayFIT workout was a 1-2-3-4-5 format. Now, some of you may think that those are reps. They’re not. They’re not reps. They’re minutes... No no. I absolutely knew that. But even though there’s an enormous difference between five reps of … Continue reading Leg Day. Just…Leg Day
Gym Return
I’m lying here in bed. Fantasizing. About coffee. It’s ready. I can smell it. But it’s all the way in the next room. I don’t think I can make it there. I’ve been coaching Cross Country. Which means I don’t get home until 6:30 or 7:30 every night. But that’s fine. Because sometimes. If head … Continue reading Gym Return
Results of Strength Training
“I can’t watch all of you. I’ve got Fall Risk and LL to keep an eye on. Good thing Sunshine isn’t here, or we’d have the trifecta.” Trifecta. Trifecta of what, J-Vicious? Trifecta of beauty? Trifecta of Awesomeness? Trifecta of pure athletic talent? We did another virtual group workout Monday night. Rogue and Fall Risk … Continue reading Results of Strength Training
Return to PFSF. Kind Of.
So, everything hurts. I haven’t been going to the gym. You may have noticed. My lack of whining and complaining. About J-Vicious. I still whine and complain. About the other stuff. All of the other stuff. And I’m completely incapable of motivating myself through my own made up strength training. I have to be told … Continue reading Return to PFSF. Kind Of.
Shine My Way 