Hip flexors

“I’m smiling because I love it.”

Shaun T.

Story of my life!

Holy shoulders! Holy hurt!

The good news is month one of Insanity is done. The bad news is (and let’s be truthful- no one is actually surprised here) “RECOVERY” week has started, and there are still level 1 drills (BOOOO!). My trainer had warned me that the recovery week was no joke. It was filled with a lot of torture as promised, but still totally doable.

To be honest, I was really looking forward to the new workout this morning for 2 reasons. 1) I was getting REALLY BORED with repeating the other workouts day in and out (now I get the same one for another 5 days straight…wooohooo!). 2) I needed the stretching after hitting the gym yesterday.

It won't kill you. I promise. No one has ever died of pain.

Plus, I as much as I hate it at times (like when I’m doing it)- I still LOVE IT (yes, even the level 1 drills). It’s the best substitute I have for missing boot camp, and even if it isn’t quite as challenging as the the torture Mike inflicts, it’s still a really good workout and a great way to start the day.

The other bad news is I am not as 100% as I originally thought yesterday. lol Our group training session totally kicked my butt, and it wasn’t even that hard. Not that it wasn’t hard, but there were a few exercises I don’t normally struggle with that were really difficult for me. For example, usually on ball-to-wall (you squat and then throw a medicine ball up at the wall and repeat) I use the heavy ball and crank them out, but last night I had a lighter one and I still felt fatigued. I even struggled with the jump rope!

Damn straight!

Admittedly, doing Insanity in the morning, and lifting to train for my pull-ups immediately beforehand probably affected my performance some; but I was dragging WAY MORE than usual. I hate that feeling- especially because I know it means I should probably back off some until I really am back at 100%. On a side note I still totally kicked ass on the box jumps and killed my previous PR on the tall box. 🙂

I don’t know why I am so impatient when it comes to exercise. I hate when I don’t feel like I’m making progress, even maintaining isn’t enough for me. I have this little fire burning inside that is always driving me to push harder, get stronger, jump higher, move faster, and conquer the next challenge. Why? Because making those strides is empowering and the feeling is addictive. I honestly don’t care as much about my physical appearance as I do about ability. When I demolish a hard workout, I truly feel like I can do anything. It is the best high there is- completely intoxicating. It also an amazing outlet and the most effective treatment for my anxiety/PTSD I’ve found yet.

I don’t expect everyone to understand my relationship with fitness. In fact, most people won’t, and that’s okay with me. I have my boot camp family and enough people in my life who get it not to be concerned with the ones who don’t. 🙂

Don’t ever let anyone tell you that you can’t do something or stand in the way of your dreams. If something is important to you, just go for it and forget what anyone else has to say about it. The only person who can ever stand in your way is you. You are as unstoppable as you choose to be. Go out and conquer your goals- whether it’s a marathon or a jog around the block. Everyone has to start somewhere. If you commit and believe, you WILL SUCCEED.