I found this challenge on Runner’s World for the “Holiday Run Streak” – you run at least 1 mile per day every day starting on Thanksgiving Day and ending on New Year’s Day.
Today marks day seven of my streak! *dances*
I’m loving it so far – it’s keeping me accountable to do some activity every day. Last night after work, I was so mentally exhausted after working a longer than expected day I just wanted to sit on the couch with a glass of wine and veg out.
Instead, I said “you’re not breaking this streak, Sonnek!” and I put on my workout gear and drove to the gym to get my mile run in on the treadmill. (I don’t run in the dark.)
I’m not doing this to lose weight – I’m doing it to build a habit of daily exercise and hopefully restart my desire to train for long-distance running again.
I know it’s too late for you all to start, but start your own streak and have it end a week after New Years! It doesn’t matter when you start, just as long as you start. 😀
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, everyone is stirring because we’re listening to the screeching and clunking of the garbage truck outside our window.
I get that this shit needs to be picked up, but you’re harshing my “Silent Night” vibe here.
All I need is the leaf blower guy to show up with the GRNNNNRRNNNRRRRGGGGGG GRRRNNNGGGGGGGNNNNGGGG GRNNNGGGGGGGGGINNNNG of his industrial-sized, diesel leaf wind destroyer to make things better.
By “better” I mean “STAHHHHHP.”
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Last night at Crossfit, our evil coaches devised a new hell for us to the theme of “The 12 Days of Christmas”…you know the song…
“That partridge in a pear tree song, the only bit we like of it is the five gold rings. People go berserk at that point. The rest of it we don’t know.” ~Eddie Izzard
Here’s a photo I took of the whiteboard last night:
This particular workout was done like the song: On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: a beer. On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: two turtlenecks, and a beer. And so on…
For those of you who don’t speak Crossfit, this is what the workout consisted of (and my weights/modifications for it):
One Clean & Jerk (45#)
Two handstand push ups (box-assisted version)
Three box jump overs (step overs)
Four sumo deadlift high pull (26# kettle bell)
Five hand release push ups (knee pushups)
Six pistol squats (squat to bench)
Seven burpees
Eight toes to bar (floor to bar variation)
Nine wall balls (10#)
Ten pull ups (ring rows)
Eleven hang power cleans (45#)
Twelve front squats (45#)
Once we began, we did one clean and jerk. Then we did two handstand push ups (or the modification), and one clean and jerk. Then three box jump overs, two handstand pushups, and one clean and jerk. You get the picture.
Hard as fuck. Took me just shy of 37 minutes to complete the whole thing. Needless to say, I’m a bit sore today. However, I am going to the special noon Christmas Eve WOD because they don’t have night classes tonight for obvious reasons.
Want to see a photo of me doing a 20″ box jump? Unbeknownst to me, they took a shot of me doing one. I don’t look TOO bad…
I’m impressed as hell that I can do box jumps. Seriously.
Tim’s been sick all week, so he’s been missing out on these workouts. I hope he’s feeling better by next week so he can suffer…er…join in on the fun with me.
Although I do gripe about how sore I am, I love how sore I am. It means I’ve been doing something with myself. Especially since I made another batch of cookies yesterday. Oops!
Tonight, we’re going to have a Christmas Eve feast of charcuterie, cheese, artichoke dip, smoked salmon, and some bubbly. Tomorrow we’re not getting out of our pajamas and I’m finally going to indulge in some mindless movie/TV watching all day. I may make another post too, you never know! 😀
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night without garbage trucks harshing your mellow.
SuperSonnek 