Wednesday, June 30, 2010

cleaning machine

Clean 3-3-3-3-3-3-3


It was my intention to make it to the 6AM class, but around 3:50AM I was awakened by a hacking dry cough from extremely dry throat. No matter how much water, I drank I couldn't get the scratchy feeling out of my throat. The intense dry hack made me dry HEAVE, and choke. It was not pleasant. At this point I could not go back to sleep. I watched the time tick away on my clock... 4:15, 4:20, 4:25, 4:50... my alarm was set for 5:30AM and I knew the pressure of trying to get back to sleep was too much. So I text Suze that I wasn't going to make it to class due to lack of rest and that my intention was to attend 8AM. I reset my alarm, and dozed off quickly knowing I had 3 hours to rest. 

Working out in the new space was totally fun and EASY. No stepping on anyone's toes, you have so much room to move freely... And I believe that the energy in the morning is completely different than in the evening--- I like it better. It's more focused and on task. I try to be on task at night, but there are too many distractions, it's kind of annoying. 

Knowing the WOD the night before, I made it a goal to set a PR over my old one of 65#s. When I did 70#s it seemed easy. I moved up to 75#s. Besides getting tired, I knew it was completely mental to execute all the steps that I know how to do. I mean, it's only 5#s more, right... why was I hesitating getting under the bar? Why was I shrugging the weight too soon, well before the bar was at my thighs? Cause my head gets all jacked up when you attempt so many times you and FAIL. You start to doubt yourself. Heavy days are just as mental as the long ass 40 min met-con WODs. 

Either way, I am very pleased to beat my old PR by 10s. Yay!!!! 

I want 8AM to be my home. 

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