Please forgive the Kelly Clarkson reference.
I’m not sure how many of you watch the Biggest Loser, but I just started watching this season for the first time. Yesterday’s 90 minute CrosSpin class incorporated one of the last chance workouts from this season. After 45 minutes of spinning, we headed to the back to see no rowers and a bunch of mats. I was disappointed because I love the rowing circuits, but what are ya gonna do? Well apparently, we’re doing that deck of cards workout. Twice.
For those of you not familiar, each suit in the deck represents a different workout. Aces are 11, face cards are 10, and the rest of the numbers are what they say. For the first set we had burpees, frog jumps, V crunches, and spiderman pushups. The second set was burpees (because we love burpees), squats, lunges, and sit-ups. If you’re keeping track at home, that’s 192 burpees and 96 of everything else.
It was one of those workouts where I left feeling okay, but not too exhausted. I considered it a slight blessing because I knew the following day I’d be going to the ridge for at least 6 miles, which would be my first run in almost a week because of my foot. Funny story about that blessing — it kicked my ass when my alarm when off at 8am and I shot out of bed to shut it off. Hello, pain all over my body!
I trekked to Chestnut Ridge and almost crashed and probably would have totaled my car along the way. It snowed a little, but I could still see the pavement and had no issues driving back at home. I tried to stop at the first light and hit black ice the entire way (easily 200 meters). I had both feet on the brake, I was sliding at about 30 mph towards the intersection with an SUV on my left, guard rail on my right, and a red light. Talk about terrifying. Thankfully I didn’t hit anything and by the time I left my run, everything was salted.
Learning from my mistake last week, I wore my Yaktrax and they were phenomenal. Unfortunately what wasn’t is the pain in the arch of my foot still. I’m not sure what I can do to make it better. I took a week off for cross training and it still lingers apparently when I run, so I just fought through it today. We averaged 10:43 overall, which considering the snow and the hills, I can’t complain:
That’s a 130 foot climb twice. I cannot believe I ran 2 miles longer than my longest in this season and after a workout like yesterday. I paid for it pretty much instantly because I could not get out of my car after I got home… I basically went to brunch (yes, mimosa!) and have been laying on my couch watching the Biggest Loser since. I’d feel guilty for doing nothing, but I think I’ve earned it!