|This is me at 5am after four hours sleep getting|
ready for the gym
Did my warm up until Nathan arrived and then threw me a curveball, like Jeff Probst does in Survivor. He was changing my whole circuit! Bastard! I'd mentally prepared myself for weight and squats and instead we were working on cardio today! I was needing that familiarity especially today with being in the fragile place I was in.
Had me using the TRX to do some supported push ups, squats and rows. Lots of upper strength - something I struggle with but I was pleased with myself here.
Did some work with the medicine bald which killed my arms. A minute has never gone so long; I swear that gym time goes slower than real time.
Then used the rower and cross fit for 30 seconds hard and 30 seconds soft cycles for four minutes. I was all "but I rowed this morning" and Nathan's all "that's alright you'll do it again". Think lack of sleep made me a whiny bitch.
Finally did some work on the ropes. Using arms again, wanted to fucking die. Was so glad when he looked at the time and we'd run over the session by 5 minutes.
So I'm supposed to alternate now between weights and cardio, which is fine and I understand why, but it's just annoying because I really wanted to excel at the weights. I feel like it's going to take me twice as hard to achieve what I want now because I won't be doing weights as much which is stupid I know!
I've been feeling a bit rough at work today and hoping I'm not getting sick or putting too much on my body. Especially with 12 days to go. Getting a good eight hours sleep tonight so hopefully that will recharge my batteries.