Finally, life is kind of settling down.
I am officially moved into my new apartment, minus a few drawers that got the bags of everything thrown into it but never unpacked. I never realized how unbelievably unhappy I was in my old place until I got two boxes into my new place and took a fresh look around. It’s finally home. And I haven’t had home in almost two years.
I also have good news on the job front. While I got my part-time job, I found out I also got my promotion at work so I had to turn down the part-time job since it interfered. Insert fist pumps here. Working my butt off has finally paid off.
I started my Amazon local deal of two Crossfit classes per week for four weeks and it’s kicking my butt. I love the format of his classes — the first 15 minutes are rolling out, stretching, and exercises working on balance, core, etc. The exercises are short but intense and are all about natural movement — not bicep curls, hamstring curls, etc. but “let’s pick up these heavy things and walk them 200m with good form” and “let’s crawl on the floor like we did when we were kids because we should be more in tune with our bodies like when we were kids”. It’s all functional fitness. After the workout, we re-hydrate and catch our breath, but immediately stretch and roll out.
I’ve spent time talking to a lot of the members and there’s a consistent theme. “I was injured all the time and then I started doing this regularly and I never had to go to physical therapy/have surgery/feel pain there again”. I’m not planning to become a Crossfit lover, but I am looking forward to including it into my running regime. I can’t run and take this classes more than twice a week because I need so long to recover (it took me a full week after our pull-up/push-up/sit-up combo class), but I know that this type of strength training will be exactly what I need to stay healthy and injury free.
I have two more weeks at this box and soon my physical therapist should have his box open. I like where I’m currently at because J’s sister goes and it’s comfortable, but I want to go closer to home, plus it’s my PT who is one of the owners and I trust him with everything related to my health and running.
Hopefully I’ll start running soon, but I’m back on the overtime and working at the carnival on weekends until Halloween schedule. I’ll be happy if I can even do 1-2 20 minute runs each week for the next month. I can’t wait until November when I have my life back.
My plan ultimately was to transition this into yapping about my weekend adventure supporting Laura at her Rochester Marathon revenge, but I think that deserves a post of its own and I’m ready to talk about where I’m going from here. I want to put it on paper so I have something to look forward to — nothing crazy, nothing time/distance wise, but something small just to say “I’m back!” Oof. Blogging after spectating is hard, I’m ready for nap number two (sleep).
Oh, and happy 2 year bloggiversary to me! Maybe one of these days I’ll get hosting…