Shirts

 Ahhhh gym shirts...I generally peek at the shirts people wear because well, they are wearing them.  Generally if there are phrases or saying on them a shirt may give you a clue into a tiny piece of who they are or what they believe.

Yesterday, while lifting my tiny dead lifts, saw a shirt on one of the many buff folks at the gym:

                                                    Discipline

                                                    -------------

                                                    Motivation

I saw it...then I SAW it.  Ahhhh my young buff dude....yes.  Thank you for reminding this old lady.  Motivation comes and goes....I, frankly, have had none since my Doc warned me I probably tore the Achilles...like 3 months before the diagnosis...Probably January of last year...then add the last year to the mix...and yeah....blah.

I started to feel bad because....well that is my automatic go to...then I saw the young buff dude walk past me again...and as though a muscled light had come on in the dark, or a buff glass of water showed up when I was thirsty....I thought again....

Oh....yea...I may not be doing the motivated thing...but since the gyms reopened in June and excepting some missed workouts here and there and purposeful weeks off here and there...guess what you silly old broad....you HAVE shown discipline. I may not be getting the "training" in I do when I am "motivated," but I am going to the gym.

Now if I can just show some discipline with what I eat....

February

There have been a few things I had wanted to write about, but after January 6th....all that was going to come off the page was.

WHAT. THE. HELL.

So, here I am now, in February, still feeling a bit what the hell.  Frankly, still not knowing what to write about...Should I rehash my weight struggles?  oh fun...let's all listen to that again...Should I whine about my lack of an artistic outlet....oh let's to THAT.....Should I complain about workouts and my Achilles....

So many choices....

So much crap....so much first world middle aged white lady problems.  WHEE!

 

So all I will say is this...I have been throwing a little bit...on Sundays and well, this week, my ankle was fine.  There was only stone, WOB, and sheaf....but still, sheaf often hurts.  Monday workouts have been Bench for like a year? Not sure...well....I can't anymore.  Momma cannot bench and upper body workout the day after throwing.  So, I decided I shall dead lift on Mondays from now on.

Riveting Blog...amiright?

I have also been consistently missing one day of workouts....Last week's excuse...I had some body work on Friday that nearly killed me.  I was still...ooookie....on Saturday so I skipped it.  

I shall endeavor to do ALL my workouts in February.

 

I am also tentatively looking a doing a few games this year...MAYBE....and have actually thought that perhaps I should set some goals for this shitty new ankle and throwing.   I have some things in mind, but it will depend on if these games actually happen....

Anybody out there who throws wanna help me set realistic goals?  I am at a loss....One of the throwers yesterday said..." you should always set goals...they don't have to be lifetime goals....but set some." He is right...but really, my days of "lifetime goals" are well past.  

Which is fine...so....anyone?  Bueller?