Eyes Forward

An object in motion tends to stay in motion, right?  I got to keep on movin’…Eyes forward…And lots of other stuff that means “don’t stop where you are.”  I focused pretty deeply on that marathon, but that finish line has been crossed.  It’s time to shift priorities from running to grappling, crawling, and climbing.  Time to shop for grip gloves and underarmour tank tops.  Time to train dirty.  I’m goin’ Spartan.  Less than two months till my first mud race and I’m already feelin’ antsy.  My legs are twitchin’ and my arms are ready to climb.  I’ve taken a relatively easy time since Run for the Red.  Now I need to get back in the trenches…so I’m thinking Insanity is the only way to go.

Don’t get me wrong…I still have lots of affection for Tony, and Chalene will always be my first love.  But I need to start combining some serious cardio with intense strength training…plus, I wanna try something new and shiny.  You probably haven’t noticed, but I tend to enjoy mixing up the workouts a bit.  It doesn’t help that every time I am roused from my beauty sleep in the middle of the night, Shaun T is the second person I see and hear (the first, of course, being snoring hubby/scared Bear/sick Werewolf/cranky Rooster – and yes, everyone has an animal nickname.  Because we are all BEASTS).  It was informercials that got me where I am today; specifically Beachbody informercials…so I think we can all agree that this middle-of-the-night-workout-ad-extravaganza is a sign from the exercise gods.  I am supposed to start Insanity, and apparently, they want me to start it pretty soon.

In the meantime, I am stealing motivation from my very first Challenge group, an excited and ornery group I pulled together to encourage and cheer each other on while they also fight to their last breath to win a very serious points contest involving grueling daily fitness challenges and snack recipes.  Their excitement bolsters my excitement…which also makes me want to buy Insanity, and in a strange chain of enthusiasm, more bathing suits and lululemon shorts.  Hmmm…

I don’t think there is any way around this.  I try to find another route, but I just keep coming back to WWSTD?  Indeed…what would Shaun T do?  Well, I mean aside from ripping off his shirt to the screams of delighted women everywhere…

Well, until I can officially plead Insanity, I suppose running and a climbing rope in the backyard will have to suffice.  Because I really do need to stay in motion…these feet are not happy unless they stink with sweat.  (Hey, fair warning just in case we should meet in public…)


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