Spring is coming. That means racing season is upon us.
I have mixed feelings on this. For others , I am pumped and can’t wait to see what amazing things are accomplished but for me… I am not sure what I want. Last year was so goal heavy that I am part feeling I don’t want to run any races but another part feeling I want to sign up for as many as possible.
Signing up for races gives me anxiety. I instantly think numbers, times, paces, training plans and none of that sounds like anything I want to jump into. BUT… I like to run, I like shiny medals and I like to run with friends and family. With all of that taken into account I decided to sign up for a couple of spring races but not put any pressure on myself. I will run for fun. I know I will be able to do the mileage (especially after this weekends run) but I am not going to force myself to follow any kind of plan or schedule.
I did St Lukes 1/2 for the first time last year . I did this 2 weeks after the More 1/2, 2 days after I completed my first ever CrossFit workout AND I freaking killed it. I surprised myself with this race big time. I had no goals in mind but I ran an awesome race that was intended to be fun. Let’s hope I have just as much fun this year
One main reason I don’t want to commit to any running plans yet is my lifting. I am loving CrossFit and even heavy lifting lately. Yesterday was a big day for me. I went to the gym early with intentions of running when I found out the rest of my coworkers were going to be heavy deadlifting. I was peer pressured into skipping my run and pulling some weight. Now, after the fact, I am really happy with that decision.
Before yesterday the heaviest deadlift I ever did was 205 pounds. That’s a whole lot of weight for me. Well…yesterday I made a huge gain. I pulled 225!!! I felt great pulling that weight too. It was heavy but not impossible so I decided to jump…to 245. That’s over 2 times my weight! HOLY CRAP! That would be awesome to say I did that…..
Unfortunately I can’t say I did that I got set and ready to pull 245 and that weight didn’t budge. I literally felt like my eyes were going to pop out!
I am pumped with my accomplishment of deadlifting 225 but…245… I am coming after you
Super big thanks to the amazing people at the gym that pushed me to go heavy…and to even deadlift at all yesterday!
What was your latest accomplishment you are super proud of..in or out of the gym?