Doing some lifty lifts in the gym this morning...Box squats....some one legged leggy presses....some more kettle bell squatty squats...and some weird press things....
They. All. Felt. Terrible.
Terr*i*ble
Ok why?
Well, I said to myself, self...you could not workout last week....you traveled.....you threw....then traveled more....
So, for the "no excuses" crowd...are those excuses? Or aren't they just the things I have had going on in my life?
For just a moment...self said back to me..."excuses!" then I laughed...because no...this is just the stuff that's going on. So, I let a little more go of those outside pressures to always lift more, always "be my best" crap.
I was in the gym, I struggled, I got something done....
That's it. That's enough.
The game this weekend in Nashville was filled with too much of that "self" voice. I let that imposter thing take over....I let those weird expectations that I feel from the outside squeeze into my brain and my body. So funny too...not like anyone has ever SAID that shit to me...not even Grant...well....maybe Chuck...HA....
What I was unable to do was to focus on form...there were other issues...but I got tight and scared and judgey of myself.
All I can do....is let go and focus on form next weekend in Colorado Springs. The cool thing for throwing? I know I was throwing the WOB 19 feet....I just could not clear the bar...but it's almost there.
Everything else? MEH.
But we went and we laughed harder than we had in a while....and that is worth it!
