This week was a proverbial roller coaster of training shenanigans and emotions. It did not start out the way I had planned/hoped, but luckily it ended splendidly. Monday was my 4th CrossFit class and it was, in my eyes, an epic failure. Of course I’m being very hard on myself, and my coach doesn’t think it was as bad as I thought it was, but I’m sure many of you out there can relate. It has taken me a couple of years to conquer my fear/anger demons when it comes to managing training and racing lows, but I’ve done it. So, I allowed myself to stomp to my car, punctuating each step with an expletive, and I even permitted myself to tear up a bit on the drive home, but once I stepped inside my house, I was done with it. I had a long week ahead of me, and ain’t no one got time for that s*@#%!
My hip was still bothering me from Friday’s workout. Last Friday, when I learned wall-walks, I came down very ungracefully and incorrectly on one of them, my right leg flying out to the side, twisting my entire body very awkwardly. The rest of the weekend I battled soreness in my right hip, and when I showed up to CTOWN on Monday, my hip was still not happy with me. The day’s lessons included the following moves: toes-to-bar, HSPU (handstand push-up), pull-up, and pistol squat. In a nutshell, I wasn’t able to do any of these exactly they way they were intended, and with each failed attempt, I was getting more upset. Cody noticed this immediately, and he tried to get me out of my head. We adjusted the workout accordingly, and even though I wanted nothing more than to throw a toddler-sized tantrum, I kept it together, finished, and proceeded to walk angrily to the car. I know, I know. I should be happy that still managed to get in a good workout, and I am…now. At the time, if someone would’ve said that to me, I may have punched him or her in the face. I’m just sayin’.
Tuesday and Wednesday: I took both days off to rest my hip. I probably didn’t need the second day, but I decided to err on the side of caution. These are the things you do as a grizzled running veteran.
I have not been more determined to kick some gym ass than I was on Thursday, and boy did I ever. The skills we worked on were the back squat, the strict press, and the deadlift. We did 3 reps max weight of each (after I learned the back squat). I managed 85 lbs. on the back squat, 45 lbs. on the strict press, and 110 on the deadlift. I think I could’ve done a little more on the deadlift, but I didn’t want to kill myself after taking off two days. Still, I was super proud of myself. Yup – I was BACK!
Massachusetts bound, baby! It was finally time for me to make my way to my home-away-from-home: Concord! Once I got into town, I did some walking around to the usual haunts: downtown, Old Manse, and Sleepy Hollow Cemetery. The cemetery proved a hell of a workout since the path up to my favorite authors’ graves was not plowed. I was bound and determined to get up to them, however, and after 20 minutes of laboriously plunging my feet into 3 feet of snow (a trek that normally takes me about a minute), I made it. I’m sure Thoreau, Emerson, Hawthorne, and Alcott were impressed with my fortitude.
I woke up early (yes, I woke up early on my vacation, because I’m a freak like that) and busted out an easy 3 miles on the ‘mill. After my exhausting climb up Author’s Ridge the day prior, I decided to rent some snowshoes. I headed out to Walden Pond, strapped on my fancy snow walkers, and was off! If you haven’t tried snowshoeing, I highly recommend it. It was so much fun and an incredible workout. I hiked for 3 miles then proceeded to negate all of that by eating the famously delicious chicken pot-pie at the Colonial Inn. Totally worth it.
I decided to check out a trail I had never hiked before: the Battle Road Trail. This historic trail is the path the Minutemen took to confront the British Redcoats at the North Bridge. (Didn’t expect a history lesson in this log, did you?) The trail is 11 miles long, but I only went out a mile and a half then turned around, and that took me almost two hours. The trail was not plowed, and if it’s marked, the markers are buried under the 3 feet of snow that blankets Concord. Snowshoes for the win! It was remarkably beautiful and peaceful; I can’t wait to run the trail when I come back in June. Later in the afternoon, I completed a short CF workout in the tiny hotel gym: a 10-minute AMRAP of 4x burpees, handstand push-ups (basic skill with 10 lb. dumbbells), squats, and sit-ups. I completed 7 rounds and followed that with some stretching.