 It seems like every workout lately has involved a jaunt out past the parking lot, across the road, down the sidewalk to the first fir tree and back again.  My size 9 1/2, flat as a board, no arch flippers have logged what feels like a gazillion meters in the last month.    Some of the other mommas are like gazelles gracefully galloping along, some, like Nurse T, do it barefoot.   But I trod along not completely convinced that my running is much faster than a brisk walk.  My feet heavily pound the pavement while the junk in my trunk uncontrollably bounces and jiggles up and down and side to side.   Did I mention I HATE ALL aspects of running.
It seems like every workout lately has involved a jaunt out past the parking lot, across the road, down the sidewalk to the first fir tree and back again.  My size 9 1/2, flat as a board, no arch flippers have logged what feels like a gazillion meters in the last month.    Some of the other mommas are like gazelles gracefully galloping along, some, like Nurse T, do it barefoot.   But I trod along not completely convinced that my running is much faster than a brisk walk.  My feet heavily pound the pavement while the junk in my trunk uncontrollably bounces and jiggles up and down and side to side.   Did I mention I HATE ALL aspects of running.  My stint of going to the local Y, getting on the old hamster wheel, turning on the tube above me and running for 60 minutes was never more than a phase in University to counteract the copious amount of beer I began to drink.  For so many reasons running is not for me, for one I am physically the exact opposite of an ideal runners build and the strength training I have been doing has done me no running favours.  Rules of physics make it simple, light and lean= an efficient runner, short, stumpy and heavy = a runner who has to work harder to get their body moving.  Truthfully the running in isolation isn't really THAT bad BUT it never is JUST running, the real issue is it is always in conjunction with something in ridiculous amounts like thrusters or burpees typically in rounds of 4 or 5.  Just thinking about these combinations has the bile rising in my throat.  But I guess this is Crossfit, and if I am going to conquer FRAN than I better get comfortable being uncomfortable. 
 
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