After a few long, long months of hard training, work, sweat, and tears, WODSunset came last week. It’s rare for there to be an individual category in which I can compete in most Crossfit competitions, so when this one came up, I jumped on it. In our first competition, Gustavo and I were able to compete as a team, but neither of us had the opportunity to test our skills and rankings as individuals. Until last weekend, that is.
In about six weeks, I’ll be competing in WODSunset. This time, I’m going alone.
It’s not super common to see an individual event for scaled athletes, so when I saw the option for WODSunset, I was all over it. While my teammate last time was pretty okay and all (just kidding!), I really prefer sports where the competition is you against yourself. I can never get very motivated to beat someone else, but no one is as hard on me as I am. Continue reading Before WODSunset
I always love to read articles and books about balance and rest, about how we focus so much on going going going that we need to find time to stop and pause. Whether it’s a social media cleanse or a meditation retreat, I often find myself thinking, “I should try that!” Yet on a day-to-day basis, I always find an excuse as to why I can’t, especially when it comes to training.
It’s been just over one month since I hurt myself training. I’m proud of myself for taking a good, solid break, only focusing on low-impact, upper body work from time-to-time so as to give my poor ankle a rest. I may recognize the signs of overtraining, but that doesn’t mean I listen to them. Continue reading After the Calm
For the past three months, I had a mental block in my weightlifting. About a year ago, I hurt my shoulder working on cleans. I was new to the movement, but trusted my strength. At the encouragement of a coach, I decided to go heavier, not taking a moment to consider whether or not my technique would match my strength. I got through my workout, but not without considerable pain: I’d been doing the movement, but not properly, and my body paid for it. Continue reading Metcons and Meditation
The past two weeks have gone by so quickly. The holidays are approaching, or looming, whichever you prefer. Continue reading Sabbatical #4 & #5: Ilha Grande
I’ve been going to a coach for about two weeks now. Since starting crossfit this past year, it’s been something I’ve thought about quite a bit.
I’ve always felt pretty comfortable programming for myself, something I attribute in large part to my yoga teacher training. If I know which part of the body I want to work and strengthen, I find it easy (enough) to pinpoint the movements that will help get me there. Continue reading Coaches and PRs
Yesterday, I started my first day of yoga teacher training. So let’s start by filing that under “New Adventures.”
But why?* you might be asking. Well, it just so happens that we addressed that in our class last night while going around the room with ice breakers. My Why? is pretty simple: yoga has almost always been in my life. I took my first yoga class when I was 14, and connected with it immediately. As I moved through high school and college, I had trouble finding a teacher and a studio that I felt comfortable with. Continue reading Yoga? Yoga.