A Shoe Shirt and Bare Feet
|Oh the irony of the shoe shirt.|
Speaking of punishment. My workovers have been going really well. Last night's menu was totally doable without much suffering at all and this morning's workover was more of the same. Most of the time, though, I suffer, I sweat, I swear and I grunt. Yeah. That's a bit embarrassing. The grunt. For some reason I can't deadlift or do the hard bench presses without doing it. I have no idea where it comes from. I try to hold it back and for the most part I'm able to, but its getting harder. Its a little intimidating being the only chick in the free weight area of the gym in the first place so drawing attention to myself is something I try not to do. Once I have a little more confidence lifting and doing all the crazy shit Seth has me do then I'll feel a little more comfortable with the whole grunting thing. I swear, sometimes when I'm on my last rep of a heavy weight its like birthing a baby. Maybe I should embrace the grunt. Go really primal with it. Yeah. When I'm ready, maybe I will.
So with all this strength training I'm doing I'm not running my long runs, but amazingly enough I'm not going crazy. I don't know why, but I always thought that my long runs were my only ticket to stress release. Well, I'm getting that from these workovers. Probably because I'm pushing my hardest on every one. It feels really good. I feel like I'm getting somewhere now. I was a wadded and tight mess two months ago, but just last week a random chick tracked me down at the gym just to ask me...
"Are you a rock climber?"
"No. I run."
And then... this was the kicker... she says to me...
"Because you seem really flexible. We thought for sure you were a rock climber."
Holy crap! Did she just say flexible??? (Insert scratched record sound here)
Now, I don't know if rock climbers are the super stretchy type and to be honest I used to rock climb a little when I was much younger, but I've been inflexible all my life so the fact that she would use the term "flexible" really baffled me. I'm a lot of things, but flexible I am not. Maybe things are slowly changing with that. It makes me happy. It makes me VERY happy.
So, now that I'm feeling a little better about my running, my strength and my flexibility I'm getting back into the swing of the race season. I've got a celebratory spring batch of henna made for my race day body art and I'm ready for my first 5k race of the season. The Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure on May 7th. I plan on running it completely barefoot. It won't be my first barefoot race, but it will be my first race that I don't plan on wearing my VFFs at all.
|First henna of the season|
And not to get too cocky with my race schedule now that things are working themselves out, but I'm contemplating running the Blood, Sweat, and Beers Trail run again in Auburn, CA at the end of July. That's a week after my triathalon. Not sure I will be ready to do this one, though. It has some pretty brutal hills and doing it minimal (there's no way I would run that shit in my own bare feet) will require that my heel pain issues have dialed themselves WAY back. So we'll see. But, the race lives up to my free beer standards so I will work hard to get myself there.
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