My hand feels good. Really good. To the point I want to be all in again.
I have to tell myself, Not yet. Hold back. A few more days.
In the grand scheme of things, a few more days is not that long. We sleep a bit of it away. We work some of it. We spend the rest of the time eating, reading, blogging (of course!), and spending time with our family and doing things together.
Training is just a small part of my life.
Next week, I will probably be 90% in. I don’t want to lift too heavy right off the bat. That time will come. And sooner than my mind tells me.
So like a racehorse who finishes strong, hold back. The end game is what matters.
For the last few days, I’ve been terribly bummed about CrossFit. I got beat up last week with all the WODS (lots of heavy weight), and I’m stuck on my jerk weight which is incredibly frustrating. Once it gets heavy I lose it–quick.
However, today was a different day. I dominated. I was able to do many more HSPU’s in a row than I usually am able to do. I was able to power clean 105 lbs repeatedly in a WOD; whereas, before in my mind it would have been way too heavy. I’ve been steadily increasing my weights in all the Olympic lifts since the Open and it’s beginning to show in the WOD’s.
My Toes-to-Bar is coming along as well. I’ve always stricted them but finally right before the Open I learned to string them together by kipping. However, this still needs work.
But it’s progress. And that’s what I live for.
My butterfly pull-ups are coming along. Still practicing bar muscle up moves. Soon it will all come together. One step at a time.
And that’s what we all need to keep in mind: the end game. Every day we work. Every day we toil. And as long as we’re moving towards our goals, it’s all worth it.
The discouragement days have their place as well. It reminds us we are all human. We have our good days and our bad. And that’s life. It’s what makes the highs worth living for.
So don’t despair. It’s all working. As long as you keep working…