I am going to do it. I've said I wouldn't but I can't help it. I'm going to compete.There's a reason I don't and haven't for a very long time: I am a fierce and nasty bitch when I do. But this is just a little race. Okay a little race with obstacles in it...like repelling down a cliff, scaling a wall, running through uncharted forest (quit laughing! There is a tracking device around your ankle so I figure after three days and IF I should die of exposure...they'll find me)crawling through a mud pit with barbed wire above you...kind of like a friendly boot camp. I know! I know! But I just can't let go of it. It scratches at my brain. Besides, someone told me it was stupid and I couldn't do it. Hmmmm....let's think about how THAT went over? Pride is dangerous. And the worst thing I've ever heard (and the biggest lie) is : You can't.
So when it was originally placed before me, quite honestly, I thought it was a joke:
"Yeah, right. We can't do that."
But as ALL the Yayas looked it over, we laughed, catching each other's eye, seeing the glint; the desire: "We CAN do that and it would be? Yes....FABULOUS"
I have been working for a few weeks now. I have until the fall and am actually ahead in my training schedule. I'll confess that the first time I went out I thought I would die (and secretly hoped to) from shin splints. My feet went numb. My lungs burned until I thought I'd puke blood. But I've kept at it. I've suffered bruises along the backs of my knees from the hanging crunches; my shoulder screaming from push ups. And all I kept thinking was: You can't do that.... Ahhhhh but here I am; stronger, leaner; a mighty FINE warrior.
I thought maybe it would die down; that I'd lose enthusiasm or that no one else would join in. But we've all been infected. I can't wait to get out there. I love hanging crunches. I can do more pull ups now than ever. I can hardly wait. I know it's a race, but (deep down; WAYYYYY deep down) this isn't about winning. It truly isn't. It's about all of us together; proving our strengths to ourselves (mental and physical) because quite frankly; we've been through Hell and need it. Besides, it looks to be the most fun you can have with your clothes on. I wouldn't dream of boring you with my workout numbers. I will simply post basic progress. I want to thank those of you who've laughed with me and shared in my bumpy start. And I especially want to thank you "Spike" for my theme song: The Warrior. It makes me laugh every time and it's gotten me up and running on countless occasions. I do NOT wear war paint (as it could frighten the children in the neighborhood while I'm running) but "Victory is miiiiiine!" Maybe on race day...
So there will be a new feature added to my posts:
WPS (warrior pace song) and perhaps a video or two.
Why bother telling you this? Well, I've been lax in my posting and this is why. I'm almost to a plateau point in my schedule which will free me a little more. I appreciate your patience.
I have some good ones started and hope to get them up soon. Let's meet again at the end of the week, shall we?
Thanks again. See you soon. I miss you.
WPS: UPRISING: Muse
Hoo-YAH
