so is all I will say is I completed my first Murph in 62 minutes. Will elaborate more at a later date. I have a 9am WOD to make tomorrow (:

There aren’t even appropriate words to thank all the people who lost their lives, serve, or have served to protect our country. I guess thank you is a decent start. 

Let me start with saying these WODs look like they are great, WODs I would usually actually look forward to. Lucifer because it is short and sweet, the 4 rounds for time because it mixes it up; however, this week my body has been kicking its own ass. 

I was stoked to go to mondays workout, I hardly remember what it was but it looked like fun, I was starting the paleo thing, and I had just treated myself to new shoes. (: The warm up began with a 400—-I twisted my ankle all out of wack(running is usually cake for me, especially in the warm ups). Then, the workout included a backward 100 meter…durring which I busted my ass, like literally ate shit. 

My body seems to be working against me this week. I have been going to cross fit 5xs a week since I started 2 months ago, and the things I know I can do(and do them well) I just can’t push as hard. 

I also need to mention how much I LOVE the crew and everyone I work out with at Hard Exercise Works PBG. During “Lucifer” there were only 3 people in my heat, me and two beast like crossfitters. I literally thought it was the worst thing I had ever experienced. I got halfway through 15 and was ready to negate 9 reps altogether, until both coaches the entire first heat, and owner of the gym were counting my reps and encouraging me to finish all 9. As terrible as it was, and as much as I thought “I’ll never be able to finish,” with the coaches finishing my last 9 burpees, I FUCKING DID IT. 

During todays WOD with the four rounds for time, I went at noon and again at 6. At noon, it was brutal, here in 100 degree sunny south florida. When our first class of the semester ended early(must I say best lab so far, smoking hot professor and all), Nay hadn’t worked out so I convinced her to go with me. Needless to say, without all the heat I finished my second WOD 4 min faster.

I know these stories are ridiculous and Lucifer doesn’t seem that difficult but bla… I just needed to talk about it somewhere. Even though this week has been tough for me physically, having the support of everyone at HEW makes me feel like it’ll be worth it and I might be able to do it. It is worth it. I can do it.  Wish me luck on my last WOD of the week tomorrow, and trying to stick with the paleo thing! I feel like I am eating so much and it makes me unsure about it. 

Todays post WOD hands. UGH I get so aggravated with my never healing tears because if my hands weren’t in so much pain, I could do the rounds so much faster. Even if I wear gloves this happens because I am already torn(and I busted my ass…literally ate shit in yesterdays backwards running part of the WOD to reopen my wounds). 

Bla anywho, started the paleo thing this week and I’d say it’s going pretty well. I am very limited because I don’t eat meat(only fish). A LOT of tuna and eggs lol. 

I can only go to cross fit 3 times. 

I almost wish I weren’t going to Orlando so I could work out more. Almost. I may not be, though. My car needs new tires and I am BROKE. 

Michelle will be devastated. I will be devastated. 

unnecessary problems for myself. Sigh.

but I am starting to realize that I can’t be “dumped” by my “best friends,” how could I ever survive falling in love and being left? 

I couldn’t. 

when I listen to my attitude, see the way I treat people, and am appalled that I have any friends at all. Even if it is deserved.

I love each and every friend I have(there aren’t many I consider close), to death. Honestly, y’all are my sanity. I just feel so….betrayed. Worry about me? Fine. Talk to me about it, let’s go to coffee or talk about it over brunch. Don’t go behind my back to someone else and get other people involved, even if they are my “friends.” Everyone runs their fucking mouth, these days. 

Bla I hate to tumblr about things like this, but I feel like I will never get over it if I don’t get it off my chest.

I don’t know who this crazy bitch is that I have become, if you find the naive girl who I used to be… send her my way. For the most part, nothing has changed; but, I am sick of being unhappy at the happiest moments in my life.

This spring break was fab! Prom with my lovers<3

I started boot camp and my life begins the struggle of: go out or work out? lol, I know the obvious answer but blaaa ugh such a dilemma.