8 mile run, 1:25
|Starting the morning off right!|
I have no idea how I find the motivation to do these damn burpees every day. BUCK FURPEES. But, I think it might be because I know my babes back in Texas are toughing it out, too. Misery loves company.
I was tossing and turning last night, thinking about the Half Marathon coming up ... I let someone's comments affect me and started to doubt my running abilities. I said something to DH, and he just looked at me and said, "If you're worried about it, just go for a run tomorrow."
So that's what I did this morning. And that's what I needed - it was a great run, a pretty moderate pace, not too physically demanding.
I think I'll hit a 10 miler this weekend and go for a 11-12 miles sometime next week before the race on Thanksgiving. I honestly signed up for it for one reason: so that on Thanksgiving night we can go out and FEAST! Not for a PR or to set a world record (pffffft), but just so that I can pork out and fit into my jeans the day after. Is there anything wrong with that? I love to race, and I run because I enjoy it. The people, the crowd, the scenery. Whatever the clocks says, it's just a number, and I will not be defined by it.
Which kind of plays into how I feel about CrossFit these days. I did CrossFit in Texas solely because of the group of friends that I was doing it with. And now that they're not there, it's not the same.
I also did it because it was free. We had a gym with barbells, bumper plates, kettlebells and a pull up rig in it. We were grass roots CrossFit, before the 22,000 square foot fancy boxes with showers, bath tubs, a resident masseuse and Reebok.
I realized while I was running this morning, I'm really damn cheap. Hold the phone, no shit?
I go to Sally Beauty Supply and color my own hair. I shop the sales bin at Sephora. I shop the Target clearance racks and Nordstrom Rack clearance racks and hit up Family Dollar and Dollar Tree. I love Pinterest and DIY almost everything in our home, and re-create furniture that was left behind on the curb. I'm an Army spouse, it's a trait of ours to learn to be thrifty, to clip coupons, to score deals, to find the sales, to love Dave Ramsey and save our soldier's hard earned money; Lord knows how hard it is for a military wife to find decent job moving every few years.
Do you really think I'm going to fork over $150-$200 a month for a CrossFit gym membership? Well, the thought of it keeps me up at night, the fact that something I thought I loved is now so grossly over-priced and "elite" in the sense that only pretty affluent folks can really afford it. That's more than my car payment! That's two months worth of our insurance. That's two weeks of groceries. I think about how much that adds up to be if it were contributed to our Roth IRA annually. I think about how many races I could sign up for with that money. The vacation I could take at the end of the year ...
I also feel the 'selfish wife' thing, paying for a CrossFit membership when my husband doesn't have access to one at all. There are no boxes in the city he works in, and even if there were, again, we are talking over $300 a month for essentially, a gym membership for the both of us. That's insane.
Sorry, there's just something fundamentally wrong with that price to me. I'm a farm-raised, country bumpkin and where I come from, only fools pay that much money for a gym membership.
I am grateful to be involved at the box I am with now, and to trade my time as an intern for a membership, but the commute (an hour+) combined with a limited class-time offering that doesn't work with my schedule ... well it's become so inconvenient, I've started to dread it.
Which has taken me back to running. Because the roads are still free, and I can fit a run in anytime, anywhere. :)
Phew, sorry, just had to get that off my shoulders. :)
Sally doesn't care if I CrossFit, run or follow a Jillian Michaels DVD in the living room.
Riley doesn't mind much, either. ;)
One day, we want a set up like this. That's one good-looking garage! And that is what CrossFit is about. That's what a box is essentially, well, that's what they're supposed to be, a bare bones facility with everything you need and not much else.
It's also why I went and sat for my Level 1 cert, so that I'm comfortable doing CrossFit on my own, video taping my lifts, programming my own stuff, etc. Not necessarily because I want to coach or affiliate, but because I want to be a better athlete.
We're still a while away from a garage gym, so it looks like I'm going to have to find a way on my own terms. And I'm alright with that.
Now excuse me, Sal and I have some serious TV watching to do (Nashville is on Hulu!)
What shows are you watching?
I'm waiting for the 6th Season of Army Wives to make it to Netflix (any day now!) and trying to get my paws on Homeland Season 2. I'm not having much luck watching it online (someone left a comment a while back and mentioned a website, I can't find the comment again for the life of me though, so if someone knows of it, please share!)