Play Hard and Punish Yourself for It.

    One of my most hateful moves that we do in Crossfit are the dreaded Goblet squats of hell and hatred. Whenever I see them included in our strength training I immediately regret my choice in going to the gym. Doesn't matter what size KB I use (though I'll admit, I usually go for the 12 kg instead of the 16 on goblet squatting days) I can't seem to get through them without cursing anyone and everyone in my radius. Which is why I'm starting to think I am a swimming sadist to my own masochist self! 

    In my last post, I declared that I wanted to try swimming a mile, 105 laps in my grandmas pool. Since then, I have actually done this 3 whole times, and let me tell you, it is no joke. The first time I did it with my tried and trusted companion, Molly. At about lap 45, we both looked at each other simultaneously and said, "This is really boring." So I suggested that at lap 50 we do some KB runs, a move I think I invented (though I have no patent or trademark, obviously) where you have to run back and forth across the shallow end, keeping the 16 kg KB above the water. While this broke up the 105 it was still a monotonous endeavor and afterwards, I was EXHAUSTED! I looked like a cat dragged out from a sewer after mewing around lost for an hour. 

   The second attempt was solo and I broke it up:

10 Rounds:

10 laps

10 pushups/KB swings (alternating)

Then at 50 did 20 figure eights where you basically throw the KB around your waist in a sincere attempt to melt away your muffin top and break all of your toes. For whatever reason it took me a whole hour. I was a pruney mess by the time I got out of the pool! But I must say, not as tired as I had been the time before. 

   Now I must admit something here before I go any further. Remembering my anti-athlete ways, I really love to have a good time. This summer especially, it seems every weekend I've been flying off to one place or another and drinking my way through it. When I come back to my senses (usually Monday morning) I feel so awful about the way I've treated my body that I feel I deserve some sort of awful punishment. I think that's where the idea for today's workout came from. Luckily for her, Molly got to do it with me. 

10 Rounds:

10 laps

10 Goblet Squats

5 laps to finish the mile

   That's right, I forced myself to do 100 goblet squats. And with the 16kg being the only KB available, there was nowhere for my poor lil gluteus maximus to hide. I was exhausted and promptly came home to eat a bag of M&Ms....a girl can only change so much. 

   Maybe one day I'll learn to balance work and play, keeping them both at happy mediums. But for now it seems I'll have to keep on the trend of doing both to the extreme, a counter balance of play and punishment....

     ....though they do both feel pretty good ;)