I stand humbled.
Just spent the weekend going through the Regionals workouts. I repeat: I am SO humbled. I have mad respect for people who compete at this level. And to make it to the Games? Holy poop.
My life has become a blur of coaching, training, recoverying and eating.
Oh, joyous FOOD! I'm obsessed with the Kuwait Burger from Smash Burger. Kuwaitis know how to make a BOMBazz burger.
My new favorite Quest bar flavor! Eat with almond butter = HEAVEN.
Honestly, anything with almond butter.
I finally found my hips ...
I hit a PR on my power snatch, full snatch and my hang snatch in the last week.
But it's not all sunshine and daisies. These workouts are tough. The highs and lows of training ... #thestruggleisSOreal. I have had some deep, heart to heart conversations with my coach. Training at this level, with these kind of expectations, is like riding a rollercoaster .... of emotion.
It's a rest day today. I think my mind more than my body needs it ...
I can't thank you all enough for your endless support. Both in reading my blog, in trying out my recipes, in donating to my GoFundMe account. (I'm at 70% of my goal!) When I want to quit, when that bar becomes too heavy, when my grip begins to fail, when I think I can't ... I remember how many people I have behind me, and I am reminded that I CAN.
You inspire me.