Well, hello there! It’s another brisk winter day. This morning it was a frigid 41*F when I left the house. And by “brisk” and “frigid” I mean the sun was shining and we had to actually wear our coats this morning. One of the perks to California life.
Anyway, the Open. I should be all fan-girling and crazy, but … I’m not. Actually, I haven’t been to the gym in nearly 2 weeks. First, my kiddo got the flu. Then I got the flu. Because children are cesspools of disease. So I’m finally coming around, but I don’t feel up to speed yet. But common seasonal ailments aside, I am just not pumped for the open this year. I don’t know if it’s all of the buzz around how CrossFit’s changed the Games qualifications or if my fitness goals are just different than where they were 2 years ago, but I don’t feel super motivated to put my hat in the ring.
Mostly, I think, it’s because I know my fitness is no where near what it was before I took my CrossFit break, and I don’t need to open to tell me my improvement’s in the negative. Also, most of the Friday Night Lights are over weekends I have the kiddos, and my 4-year-old recently let me know how much she dislikes going to the gym with me (by screaming/crying the entire class from the play area, despite how many toys and devices I give her to distract herself with) so I feel bad dragging the kids and I am too lazy to figure out other childcare options. So with using my kids as a convenient excuse, I will probably not participate this year.
Or maybe I will, once I get back to class, realize I’m the only one not participating, and sign up out of peer pressure, which is never really lost on me despite the fact I am no longer in seventh grade.
Meanwhile, how is my “Early Bird Challenge” going? I tell you, until my kid got sick last week it was going really, really well. Since that post I had successfully drug my body out of bed between 4:30am and 5:30am every morning, except for a select few mornings following a night out over the weekend. And you know what? I LOVE it. I have a little routine that I do once my feet hit the floor, and it’s just the right amount of motivation I need to not hit snooze and roll over. With those couple extra hours in the morning, I am able to clear away several “important not urgent” tasks and head out the door already feeling a sense of accomplishment before the day has truly begun. I am in love with this practice.
That’s all for now, go make it a great day!