Scrambled Eggs and Overhead Squats

It was pouring outside today so the pansy princess in me said, “Ew, your shoes are going to be sopping wet when you get there…all for a pull-up bar?!? Uh, no.” Because you see, the only thing needed in my WOD today was a pull-up bar.

“BW Fifteen” – found in WODBook I bought at the VA Showdown
35 squats
25 push-ups
15 pull-ups
7RFT

Little did I know how much this would change between then and the time I ACTUALLY did the WOD.

6pm rolled around as I swivelled to and fro about my desk chair.

Me: *Sigh* “Do I need a day off? Should I use the hammy as an excuse?”, groping behind my thigh for a sensitive-to-the-touch feeling that would surely send me over the ledge of self-pity into the well of laziness.

Myself: “Nope, just need to warm-up. Get up. Go.”

Me: “You’re so annoying.”

**Have I mentioned how much I love scrambled eggs and tomatoes? It’s a peasants’ dish here in China, but it’s my favorite! Mmmm! I love it when 阿姨 (“Aunty” in Chinese) makes it.**

I go downstairs to my little workout nook, do my warm-up, stretch out the hammy and decide, “I’m going to sub out pull-ups and do sit-ups.”

Myself: “But your butt is still raw from yesterday and the day before!”

Me: “True, I did just do sit-ups, A LOT of sit-ups 3 days in a row…with no husband to rub Vaseline on my backside after either! I deserve a break, all alone, no one to take care of me…”

Sorry, that’s a different post.

Myself: “But if you take out sit-ups, that’s just squats and push-ups and you just did bench press and squats yesterday and hella push-ups the day before. Remember, with all the sit-ups?”

Me: “Ok, ok, I got it.”

35 OH squats (metal mopstick)
5 wall-walks
7RFT = 24:23

WOD for snails

I’m not even sure why I brought my timer other than to have one other piece of information to write down in my nerdy WODBook. (I have GOT to add that tape to the nose piece of my glasses. I keep meaning to do that!) I was moving slower than snails making sure my hamstring was ok. Even walking up the wall, I had to be careful.

It’s amazing how much we notice our muscles’ use when they’re really hurt or sore. I’m constantly like, “Wow, who knew you used your hamstrings so much to scoot around in your rolly desk chair because you’re too lazy to actually get up and walk anywhere, or pulling off your shoes without untying them because you’re too lazy to simply bend over, or putting on your swimsuit just to hang out in because you miss the beach.” It’s really quite eye-opening, a learning experience for sure.

So, what’s the take-home message after all this huff and puff about my strained hamstring?

Running is stupid, never do it.

Cindy made me cry today.

WOD for time:

21 Wallballs (16lb)

1 Rnd. of “Cindy

15 Toes-to-Bar

2 Rnds of “Cindy”

9 Burpees

3 Rnds of “Cindy”

“Cindy” = 5 pull-ups, 10 push-ups, 15 squats

As soon as I finished the WOD I immediately walked back behind the house so no one could see my tears start to run down my face. It’s been a while, and usually only happens in China (emotional rollercoaster and sensory overload with which exercise seems to filter and sift through), but today my frustration (stinkin’ “toes to bar”! I don’t why I had such trouble with this one!) and fatigue brought out my emotions. After wiping my face I strolled back around the house, sat down and immediately thought, “Someone give me a pen and paper. I need to write a journal entry. This is prime time, when the thoughts flow, emotions are high, analyzation begins. What brought me to this point? Why now and not earlier? I wanna filter this all out on paper. Jesus, what’s going on with me? Help me understand so I can pinpoint and deal with it…or simply let you take care.”

“I’m leaving.”

And I don’t have the comfort of knowing I’ll be back in 18 weeks. I’m leaving for, what’s looking like, 2 years. And yeah yeah yeah, “people do it all the time”, “the time will fly by”, “you’ll be back before you know it”, but it’s still 2 YEARS(!). A lot can happen in 2 years. You can have 2 kids in 2 years! You can compete in several different competitions and even cross the Molokai Channel in 2 years (given you did the regatta and long distance season working up to that goal…some people do it SEVERAL times per year)! You can make major gains in athleticism in 2 years! Bah! That list goes on. So, what I’d like for everyone to do is just HOLD ON a quick second while I go get this masters degree and wait for me to get back before making any other moves. Ok? Thanks!

Now that that’s settled, let me shift into my wiser side and turn to Jesus before melting into a pile of sap on the floor….or little kid kicking and screaming, which I tend to do with impatience (in my head).

…much like this

This summer has filled me with such joy from so many awesome people, most of which I’ve just recently met: my morning Crossfit workouts, volunteering reception at church, Manoa Weightlifting workouts, Fridays at the beach, intimate coffee talks, dinners with girlfriends. It’s never the event or the location, it’s the people. I’ve been welcomed in to so many different families here and I just couldn’t be more thankful for who God has placed in my life. So instead of focusing on my sadness of leaving, I’ll say thank you.

I’ve never met a more welcoming bunch of people. Mahalo Crossfit Fifty, can’t wait to return!

Thank you to all those that invested time with me even though I’m leaving, sharing in experiences, family time, just getting to know me. You could’ve easily brushed me aside knowing we may not keep in touch (although I’m going to do everything in my power to not let that happen). I have so enjoyed laughing with so many of you, learning your stories and walks of life, even walking with you, and appreciate all your encouraging words of support in return. I’m so blessed and humbled by God’s abundance in provision for family and friends. It’s really kind of ridiculous how He spoils his princesses. I’m so eager to return already, but will “enjoy the ride” God has me on for now.

“For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom his whole family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches me may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge–that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.” Ephesians 3:14-19

My utmost prayer is that you all know the love of Christ, the forgiveness of sins, His covering, grace and mercy. What freedom there is in that! Accept that and give it to others. It’s our calling.

See you in 2 years…unless, of course, YOU come visit ME.