Tuesday morning after unpacking my bags, I headed out to the garage to see what sort of equipment was available to me. As I knew there was a 16 kg kettle bell, a few dumb bells (the heaviest being 10 pounds) and a couple bars stacked with weights, ranging from about 15 to 60 pounds.
I decided to do the workout Crossfit Committed had posted from Monday and using 30kg did 5 Rounds for Time: 5 Thrusters, 10 burpees, finishing in 7:25. But this was not without interruption. I quickly became aware of the difference between working out in a garage instead of a real gym- those little motivational friends crawling all over you whenever you find yourself on the ground....more than once I had to stop my burpees to run outside and shake every stray hair off my skin that could have been mistaken for a spider. Terrifying. Afterwards I did 10 turkish getups with the 10 pound weight followed by 100 hollow rocks, which I convinced myself were safe as long as I didn't put any of my limbs on the ground. That afternoon I met my mom and grandma for ice cream at my favorite shop--very paleo-- then spent the evening drinking vodka with my parents and best friend, Molly. (See what I mean about this nutrition thing?!)
Anyway, Wednesday was another day, but instead of being able to do my second workout in the insectarium, I traveled with Molly to the next town over. Unfortunately, last Friday our little area was the victim of a pretty serious flood and Molly's family suffered a lot of damage at their place of business in Fort Plain. Together she and I moved cabinets, boxes, TVs, old toys and filing cabinets to designated areas, then swept, scrubbed and mopped the walls and floors until most of the mud was gone. I'm counting that as my strength for the day. Hot, dirty and disgusting, I made my way to my grandmas house, across the street from my own. She's got a big 50 ft lap pool in her backyard and after sunning for a bit, I jumped in to do laps.
Now when I was a kid, I loved to swim, as any kid does, but as I got older and swimming became more of a way to exercise than a way to have fun, I stopped enjoying it as much. My mom is a pretty amazing athlete and I'd sit on the side and watch her swim 50, 75, 100 laps a day, then get out and ask me how many I was going to do. Sometimes I'd get to 30, but by the time I hit 10 I'd be so bored and tired of swimming back and forth, back and forth, that it was hard to motivate myself to continue. So yesterday, I decided to switch things up. Every 250 ft (or 5 laps) I got out and did 20 squats, then dove back in for another 5 and 20. I stopped at 1000 ft and 80 squats, but finished in under 15 minutes. And guess what? No boredom! I can only imagine how I must have looked in my little bikini, jumping in and out of the pool and then squatting for no particularly good reason on the cement beside it, but luckily we're pretty closed off in this area of New York and the only risk of onlookers are our Amish neighbors.
Today is the 4th of July and to celebrate I'm hoping to do another pre-made swim workout...I'm also going to eat a lot of guacamole, jello-shots and gin and tonics. Life is all about balance, right? Until next time, here's a video of my new trainer, Locksley, urging me to stop watching TV and workout!
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