What’s that you say? You thought the challenge was only 40 days? Well, you are correct, sir. Congratulations. However, why waste the start of a good thing is what I would like to know.
You don’t, of course. My goal is to continue this as a new lifestyle. There are changes just waiting to be seen.
For instance: my knees no longer hurt! I mean, seriously – they no longer hurt. Now, that is not directly due to the challenge. It is mostly due to Coach Nikki and I working hard at getting them to the point that they no longer hurt. She has been wrapping my knees with her voo-doo band whenever I’m in the gym. Now I do the wrapping and she oversees to make sure it is done correctly. After two minutes, the wrap comes off and I walk about in the gym making sure my toes are pointed forward instead of duck walking like I used to do. (especially with my right foot.) I can’t tell you how many times I would come home after a great workout and have trouble bending my knees to sit after standing in the shower, standing to dry my hair, standing to do my breakfast . . . this week I noticed that is not happening any longer!!! Whoot!!! Article on using voodoo bands
But, that is not even the biggest change. This one can pretty much be attributed directly to the past 45 days of learning to eat clean, reducing sodium and refined sugars . . . at my eye exam last week I discovered my blood pressure was extremely low (for me) at 88/54. Ummm, yes. You read that correctly.
I had to place a call to my doctor to see if she wanted to see me sooner than my normal time in October. Spoke with the nurse, scheduled an appointment for tomorrow. Then the nurse called me back yesterday and said, nope, an appointment is not needed. We will lower the dosage on one of your meds and see you in October, unless you feel you need to come in sooner.
After years of having my BP in the 135-140 range (top number) and 90s range (bottom number) I can only attribute this to the past 45 days. article on blood pressure
Now do you see why I intend to continue?
Thanks Coach Nikki and Crossfit Certitude!!!
“Don’t say you’re sorry,” said my coach. “You’re still learning. You’ll get this.”
I wasn’t too convinced that I would ever figure out what a “clean” was. Or a “jerk”. Or a KBS.
But that was then – about three years ago. I’ve discovered that within this nearly 67 year old body lies a beast waiting, raring actually, to come out and prove itself. Not to others, but to me!
I can do it; with commitment and hard work, and lots of 5:30 a.m. classes. I’m getting stronger. Bolder. CrossFit is fun. Yeah, I said it. Come play with me.
Tara asked for 100 words with “Sorry” as the prompt. (Word says this is 100 – WordPress says 98 – we’ll go with this anyway)
If you’re ever in my neck of the woods, come play with me at CrossFit Certitude. 5:30 a.m. classes are a hoot. Really. Don’t believe me? Yeah, come play with me. You’ll see.
My heART and I travelled to Hawaii for our 35th anniversary and met some online friends, enjoying their state from their perspective.
The dream awakened. Why not try to meet ALL of my online friends! Hubby told me to be careful and gave his blessing.
Since then I have traveled to Indiana, Texas, California, and Massachusetts. This time next week I will be in South Carolina to be followed by a stop in Georgia before heading home.
True friendships can be made online. I look forward to exploring more in the coming years, as finances allow. Will you be next?
written for Tara’s 100 Word Challenge. The prompt is DREAM. Now, go and give me 100.
photo of the gate to Boston Common. Taken while in Boston in October 2014.
I once fantasized about becoming a nun, taking the habit. I would be a Bride of Christ, with vows of poverty and, occasionally, silence.
I contacted Mother Superior for the order teaching in my small parochial school. Mother answered my letters with wisdom, humility and love. She encouraged me to pray, to seek if this was God’s will for me.
In high school my world was expanded. Still parochial school, but several schools combined. Options! I met my heART when we were only 15.
I shucked the habit and took on a ring to become the bride of Art. No regrets.
Valentine’s dinner smooch 2016
Written for Tara’s 100 Word Challenge, this is a second version of the prompt HABIT. True stories are sometimes better than fiction. 🙂
One day I awakened the slumbering beast inside me.
It yawned deliciously. It stretched its wings. It reached out of the flaccid years-long stasis and moved towards the fit beast it somehow knew it could be.
Nearly four years later the beast roars each time it walks into the gym, picks up a weighted bar, sets its shoulders and lifts. Or swings. Or pushes. Or squats.
I am a cross fitter. It’s my drug of choice.
My mother would be somewhat horrified. I’m not the lady she thought she raised. I think, however, she would support the fitter, happier me.
warming up with Rusty the gym dog
written for Tara’s 100 Word Challenge. This week’s word is HABIT.
I started out at 350# – could barely ride the stationary bike 10 minutes at a time. I’ve taken off 75# and find myself much fitter and happier. You can find me at CrossFit Certitude M-W-F at 5:30 a.m. Join me. It really is habit-forming.