The whole time you were climbing that rope, I was thinking “how the fuck is she gonna get down without rope burn?” And then you did.
I was suitably impressed.
Running is way better than walking, but I’ve really come to enjoy a walking expedition to lunch and then a walk back. Food acquisition is motivational for walking.
Nice back.
Masch: The coach/athlete relationship is an interesting one. Especially as an adult. I appreciate the help and seek approval too in a “I’m worth your time” kind of way. I would write a book, but my peeps are eating donuts for breakfast with little consequence. No market.
Cal: We all have our strengths. Your tribe sounds cool too. The problem is modern living is too easy. Yeah, I’m ok about the bench. It’s not a lift I have strong feelings about right now. I’m sure those feelings will cycle back around, but for now I’m happy to focus on trying to sprint, pullups, the squat, and improving my flexibility.
Mim: I think too much. For sure. Happy to amuse though.
Thanks Oleena. Gymnastics is a bit of a struggle for me. Not sure once a week is enough to accomplish much there. But, that’s all I can do. And if I’m spinning my wheels there, it’s okay. It’s still fun.
Patch: Logging is interesting–what comes out. Sometimes I say more here than I probably should. Sometimes I hold back and wish I had the courage to say more. Don’t know. My shoulders are huge right now. I have another picture that left me feeling a little freaked out about them…I didn’t post it. If I’m honest, my aesthetic ideal and my performance goals don’t really match up. But, it’s okay. Because I’m all about performance at this point in my life. Seeing what my body can do, enjoying the ride, experiencing strength–that’s more important to me than the reflection in the mirror.
Kimba: Tights are key when climbing the rope. And you’re right, getting down is a worry sometimes-you really can’t go to failure on the way up! I like walking too–if it’s purposeful–to the grocery store, to the post office–or if the surroundings are beautiful–on the beach, through the woods–but not walking 30 minutes to walk for 30 minutes. Oh well.
Yesterday. DLs. Felt fuzzy and like I was coming down with a cold that is running through my house. I was happy for the light DL day. Nothing exciting to report. Went to bed at 7:30 last night. Woke up—still not sick! Sweet.
Today. The track. Decided to try to do one of Maschy’s workouts. I was slow getting out of the house. 11 hours in the rack left me feeling stiff and achey. Bummed to find other runners there when I arrived. Sunday mornings, this is my private circle of hell–get the fuck out!
Anyway. 800x1; 400 x2; 200x3; 100x4.
I didn’t have any trouble hitting the prescribed times for the 800 and the 400. In fact, I ran a little bit faster than needed. But, I struggled with the shorter distances. Hit the 200 time of 45 seconds, but just barely. The 100s were a fucking joke. I was supposed to do them in 18 seconds. When the wind was on my side, I ran them in 20. When it wasn’t-uggh more like 22.
I sprint like pee wee herman rides a bike. Do tue do tue do I am a one speed wonder.
You did this 2x Maschy?! Hats off to you!
Then drills. Bounding, skipping, leaping, weird kinds of leg kicking, but kicking walking…and this guy was totally unabashedly staring at me. I look stupid yes. Like a train wreck even maybe. But, must you stare?! After awhile, I gave him my best “What the fuck is your problem look.” Then my, “yeah you” look. That did it. I was victorious. He left. I’d like to believe he cut short his workout to avoid my gaze. But, even if he didn’t, his back got my, “That’s what I thought asshole” look.
Hmm this track workout left me hostile. I hate 100s and 200s and timed rest periods even more than I hate 400s.
LOL private circle of hell!
Yeah, i usually try to plan my workouts around when I know other people WONT be there. Sometimes annoying people just throw off my ZONE with their douchebaggary.
You and your track is kinda like me and my prowler pushin’ (except I am going painfully slow, and you’re going as fast as you can, ha)
But people always come up to me when I am pushing it and make the SAME DAMN JOKE “How about I get on this thing and really make it hard for ya!”
Seriously…
I hear that joke every week from different people.
Please fuck off.
Anyway, holy hell man, that sprint workout looks insane. I’d be done after a 200. GOOD JOB EVEN IF it wasn’t as fast as ya wanted!
Train… Eat… Fuck.
so close
Lol
Spock: I know I really want to be alone when I’m training–especially when I’m training hard. It’s private!
Hallowed: What’s missing?! Come on now!
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No training today. Rest. Logging to whine. I’m having a really hard time getting my head on right with respect to my pullups. My friend at work totally called me out on it too. NO need to rehash our conversation here, but I know she’s right. I feel my head working against me. I just don’t know how to make it stop.
It’s one thing to try and miss. That sucks, but you know, I can live with that. I went after the pullups the last 2 times–maybe not in the best way possible–but I know I was all in.
Right now, I’m not even showing up. Fuck.
So I have two responses I can’t decide between. Here you go:
You’ve consciously made the choice to eat better, because garbage food gives garbage results. You haul ass around a track every Sunday morning, because you know that pushing yourself until you want to puke will make you faster. Your mind is a tool just like food and sprints. You need to consciously choose to think differently. It’t not easy, but neither is passing by the bag of pretzels or deciding to skip the run and stay in for pancakes and bacon. But you still do it. Make the decision to tell yourself you are the motherfucking queen of pull ups, and show the fuck up.
From what I know of you, you are an all or nothing gal. This is no different. Stop thinking and do it.
last few pages are filled with wow
your rope climb was amazing - I have not done any since college and that makes me sad
and your back is more then amazing very packed and very lean
why are gymnasts and wrestlers ( insert maschy here too) so crazy?
I wonder plenty what kind of attention freak coaches made me
Dan John has an great write up on showing up.
I’m just popping in here to ask a quick question if you please. Should I be rolling out my IT band and quads before or after I run? Both? They get super tight.
I fight with my brain too Nadia…it can be such a sabotaging beast if we let it. I have yet to come up with a solution other than I must create a stronger beast out of desire one that can see through fog, has blinders on, and listens to no one .
I fight with my brain too Nadia…it can be such a sabotaging beast if we let it. I have yet to come up with a solution other than I must create a stronger beast out of desire one that can see through fog, has blinders on, and listens to no one .
[quote]Nadia Comeandeat wrote:
Today. The track. Decided to try to do one of Maschy’s workouts. I was slow getting out of the house. 11 hours in the rack left me feeling stiff and achey. Bummed to find other runners there when I arrived. Sunday mornings, this is my private circle of hell–get the fuck out!
Anyway. 800x1; 400 x2; 200x3; 100x4.
I didn’t have any trouble hitting the prescribed times for the 800 and the 400. In fact, I ran a little bit faster than needed. But, I struggled with the shorter distances. Hit the 200 time of 45 seconds, but just barely. The 100s were a fucking joke. I was supposed to do them in 18 seconds. When the wind was on my side, I ran them in 20. When it wasn’t-uggh more like 22.
I sprint like pee wee herman rides a bike. Do tue do tue do I am a one speed wonder.
You did this 2x Maschy?! Hats off to you!
Then drills. Bounding, skipping, leaping, weird kinds of leg kicking, but kicking walking…and this guy was totally unabashedly staring at me. I look stupid yes. Like a train wreck even maybe. But, must you stare?! After awhile, I gave him my best “What the fuck is your problem look.” Then my, “yeah you” look. That did it. I was victorious. He left. I’d like to believe he cut short his workout to avoid my gaze. But, even if he didn’t, his back got my, “That’s what I thought asshole” look.
Hmm this track workout left me hostile. I hate 100s and 200s and timed rest periods even more than I hate 400s. [/quote]
okay first of all, OMG! That cardio running sprinting all of that looks like bullshit heinosity LOL. So athletic!
HILARIOUS STORY!
Lula: Thanks for the words. I really enjoy training-don’t have much problem showing up for that. Diet, well, it’s a work in progress, but I’m making progress. Competing has always been a bit rough for me. Pullup guy has me set up with a taper, he’s done my programming for the last 3 months, and I’m worried. Last time, I let that worry get the better of me and i tested early because I wanted two shots at it. This time, I promised him I wouldn’t do that… I don’t want to shit the bed.
KMC: found and read the showing up article. Thanks! Why so crazy? Wish I knew. Actually, I wish I was crazier right now. Hungrier for the pullups. More determined. More willing to do whatever I needed to do to get them. Sanity might actually be my biggest problem right now. That’s a funny spin on it…
Patch: yes foam roll! I do before and after I run and whenever…all the time!
“I must create a stronger beast out of desire one that can see through fog, has blinders on, and listens to no one .” I really like that sentiment, Coyote. Thanks for sharing it with me.
Hallowed: Intervals clearly make me hostile. On the positive side, 20 years ago I wouldn’t have kept my mouth shut. I’m maturing nicely.
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Training 5-3-1 MP and pullups today.
Here’s my mental mistake with pullups–it still surprises me that they are so hard. Why do I expect them to be easy? There not. Stupid. Hard day.
Hi Nads: I see you are still chasing the pullups. Your stubbornness(determination) is part of your charm btw 
Keep at it, and you are looking cut in that back pic. Nice work!
THAT is how I feel about squats! I think, hmm, this should NOT be hard?? But the reality is, YES goddammit, it should be hard! Who the hell said it should be easy?? The simple fact is that you are capable, it just doesn’t feel all that great in the moment.
Hard=not impossible, just hard.
I reminded myself that when I was squatting yesterday. If it wasn’t hard then I should be adding weight.
Foam roll, all the time, got it.
I just started a new log and thought maybe I should have a why. Why do I have the goals I have? Then I decided it didn’t matter why, I just do. I want, I’m going to get. Not everything has to be analyzed. Somethings just need to be done.
Late in commenting about your track workout, but AWESOME stuff there! I know that I’m sick (well, indeed physically sick at the moment but I mean sick as in “sick in the head all the time”) but your descriptions make me want to go to an actual track and circle hell.
[quote]Nadia Comeandeat wrote:
Spock: I know I really want to be alone when I’m training–especially when I’m training hard. It’s private!
Hallowed: What’s missing?! Come on now!
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No training today. Rest. Logging to whine. I’m having a really hard time getting my head on right with respect to my pullups. My friend at work totally called me out on it too. NO need to rehash our conversation here, but I know she’s right. I feel my head working against me. I just don’t know how to make it stop.
It’s one thing to try and miss. That sucks, but you know, I can live with that. I went after the pullups the last 2 times–maybe not in the best way possible–but I know I was all in.
Right now, I’m not even showing up. Fuck. [/quote]
This pull up thing is becoming an albatross.
What purpose does the pullup challenge serve? Which of your goals is it contributing too positively?
Yeah, albatross is about right. Now knowing you’re stubborn, you probably won’t like my suggestion but I’d give the pull-ups a break (don’t stop doing them, but stop focussing on reps - maybe do some weighted ones for variety and to build strength) and work on something else for a bit. Then when you’re fresh, go back and try again.
Track workout sounds brutal. I think the reason you get angry is that running (especially fast) releases adrenaline. I know I’m always rude and aggressive when I’m out running (not that I’ve done that for a long time now, bah) and someone pisses me off. I remember once a man couldn’t control his terriers who came running and barking at me and I called him a cunt and flipped him the bird.
Thanks Charlie. Nice to see you around here!
Spock: I feel the same way about squats too! New/old motto: “If it’s not hard, it’s not worth doing.” Squats & Pullups-- do 'em!
Patch: Very true. Indeed, shutting off the brain and getting out of my head is one of the reasons why I like athletics so much. Give your body a chance to dominate a few moments of your existence. See what it can do. Feel that.
Hallowed: Pullups are THE goal. The trunk of my tree from which all of the other of my goals spring. I wouldn’t be here without it. I wouldn’t have the other goals that I have without it. Everything has a price. As far as the pullup goal goes, I still feel that it has given me much more than it has taken. It doesn’t have a purpose in an obvious sense. But it has meaning to me. And I’m not sure that meaning is translatable. I want to finish what I started. I want to acquire an old ability. I want to demonstrate that despite my age I am still extraordinarily physically capable…
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Training= A “Me day” today–not as in max effort–as in me myself and I. I’m supposed to squat today, but I’m not going to. Went for a run, but walked instead.
So, in my closet, with the “I can see my abs” lighting, there is a scale and a full length mirror. My mirror tells me that I am as strong and as lean as I have ever been as an adult. On the other hand, most days my scale tells me that I am at or dangerously near my “never, never weight”–as in I will never weigh more than 125.
And then there are the pullups. Both the mirror and the scale have power over me when it comes to these. And this is why I am so heady about the pullups–If the weight on the bar was fixed like on a barbell–if I was always pulling up 115, or 117 or 120 or 122–well I would be fine. But, the weight on the bar is me. And it varies. And how it varies effects my confidence. And why it varies makes me question my commitment to my goals.
I have given that scale far too much power. And so as I’m walking, I decide that I will get rid of it. I will take it out of my closet. Really, what else does a girl need but a full length mirror and friendly lighting?
But how will I get rid of it? Where will I put it where it is safe from me? Can I throw it away? Garbage day was yesterday. Why is it so hard to throw it away. Because it’s not broken. And throwing away an unbroken scale is an admission that it has a power over me that I wish it didn’t. A yep she’s crazy.
I am crazy. I’m sitting here typing on my lap top with the scale beside me… I have taken the batteries out. It’s one of those accurate to the tenth of a pound bitches. I could smash it and then throw it away. Submerge it in water? Hmm.
Shit this is hard.
Cal: Nope I’m not quitting on the pullup goal or taking a break from it. It’s important to me and worth prioritizing. And worth working through the issues that I have with them. Quitting or taking a break would be so easy. And I have considered that… but even considering it makes me feel terrible. Nah. I’m in. I’m good.
