“I know you’re tired but come, this is the way.”
― Rumi
Has anyone seen my CF Jou Jou? Cause its run away from home and I can’t seem to locate it anywhere. There’s a reward if you find it. Double, if you teach it a lesson in commitment.
Lost that loving feeling, people. Not sure what the problem is. Feel unmotivated. Not scared, or challenged, or anxious, just plain old simple, Meh.
Don’t like this feeling. Think it has a lot to do with the FL vacation, and then the birthday celebrations. On a couple particular Fridays and Saturdays which shall remain nameless, my diet was less than primal. Today, my knees ache, my elbows are swollen, my left shoulder has an inferiority complex, the right has declared a state of anarchy. But I went to the WOD today nonetheless, and will continue to try to hit 5 per week. No rest for the indifferent. Probably another good thing about this 90 Day Challenge. It doesn’t let you quit. Even though you might wonder out loud about quitting, on the internet, where your 90 Day Peeps might read all about it. I’m also guessing, the unhealthy portion of my diet, like the birthday cheesecake, and cheeseburger with fries and beer apres ski on Saturday, are all contributing to my current state of in-equalibirum.
Warm-Up:
Row 1000m
Completed: in 4:33.
WOD:
I. AMRAP in 20 Minutes:
20 Thrusters (135/95)
20 Pullups
20 Burpees
Completed: 2 rounds plus 5 Thrusters (at 75lbs.) Ring Pulls Ups.
You simply can’t live in two worlds, uncommitted 100% to either, and expect great things. You’re either in, or you’re out. Half-way equals half-ass. How can you expect stellar things from a less than stellar effort. It’s not possible. When will I ever learn. Enough of this mamby-pamby-ness. Enough.
