Last week was pretty great in terms of getting workouts in. Tuesday and Thursday were running days (5-6 miles each day) and Wednesday, Friday, Saturday were CrossFit days. And this week’s CrossFit workouts were pretty killer, with Saturday’s being the one that literally left me on the floor for a solid minute after it was done. I thought I was going to die from an overdose on burpees.
Sunday was a planned rest day. Monday I woke up feeling not as refreshed as I would’ve liked. I guess 6 days in a row will do that. So I packed a bag for CrossFit, and figured I would see how the day went. Well 5:30pm came, I was still at work and my energy levels were not screaming “woohoo lets go lift heavy things!” So I texted my sister looking for either motivation or for the OK to take a (Gasp!) 2nd rest day in a row. I was so happy when she gave me permission to skip the workout. Her response held weight, as someone who I didn’t think knew the meaning of rest between CrossFit, learning how to do surgery on feet, and constantly having to fill divots in her yard thanks to Khole’s (her husky) digging. She said she recently took a couple days off and the result was a kick ass workout.
And so I rested. I went home, I sat on my couch, I watched Jeopardy – I know, I seriously know how to rage. When the alarm blared at 5 o’clock this morning, thanks to me being a good rester (I know, not a real word) I didn’t feel the need to throw it out the window. Instead I got up, strapped on the Garmin, and hit the streets. It was a pretty awesome morning. Temps were in the high 40’s, there was no wind, and only a little bit of drizzling rain left. Mass Ave was busy with runners, which always makes being out there so early in the morning more fun knowing you’re not alone. I got home after 6 miles feeling really great and thinking, no wonder Chrissy got into med school, she’s so smart!
Between double rest days and an awesome run this AM, the day seemed to fly by and I had a good amount of energy. So much so that after a quick pit stop home to let miss Bailey out, I headed straight to CrossFit. Deadlifted like whoa tonight and it was awesome (I apologize for my overuse of the word awesome, I get overly excited sometimes).
Now, I know the past couple weeks this blog has seemed less Katie-born-to-run and more Katie-born-to- sometimes-run -and-CrossFit-and-eat-holiday-food. But Boston Marathon training officially starts next week so mentally prep yourself for lots of run reports soon enough.
Now your turn—Do you rest enough in between workouts? Have a good run lately? Training for anything? Happy Tuesday!