Last week, I started thinking about writing again. And again, I think that my desire to write has a lot to do with my desire and satisfaction in the gym. For a few months...I was always alone in the gym. I felt separated and lonely...tired of the same routine...stagnant. I was really feeling sorry for myself in a lot of ways and I have continued to workout this whole time...mostly alone. The last couple of weeks, I've decided to make a change. I still workout alone several days a week, but I've been goin up to the gym when I'm not teaching and joining the group sessions (usually at 9AM). It has really made a difference. I feel more motivated...happier...I look forward to working out again. So anyways...I guess I'm back to continue what I started...
Today I went in and did a workout that I did a while back off the Navy SEALS site called "Embrace the Suck". I've wanted to do it again in a group setting so I was excited that J finally agreed to do it. It's a workout that you do as many rounds as possible in 20 minutes...last time I only got 7 rounds. I didn't care what I got today as long as it was 8 or more!
Right before we started, I got that feeling in the pit of my gut. It was the same feeling I got when I went into labor with my 2nd and 3rd children. All the pain and agony that I had "forgotten" suddenly started to reemerge from my memory. It was that "Oh crap! Now I remember what I'm in for!" feeling. Before I could panic, it was time to start. The first few movements are always a shock to my system and today was no different. My body felt like it was resisting but I continued anyway...defying the urge to stop.
I was next to MB. MB is an example of what hard work can do for a person. He was not very strong when he came to the gym...many times he was the slowest. MB is one of the most committed people I have ever met in the gym. He never quits. He even broke his arm on a missed clean and still worked out with one arm while he was healing. Now MB is always right there near or at the top. He keeps me goin too...keeps me pushin! We all worked hard and it was like a stack of dominoes when J called "TIME!" Everyone dropped their barbell and collapsed on the floor in a pool of sweat.
I made my goal...I got 8 rounds plus a few extra movements. MB was lying there motionless...I yelled across the room "M! You alive over there?!?!" He looked over at me and said, "That's one of those workouts that will leave you not feelin right for the rest of the day!". I laughed and agreed.