Yes, I am Walking Funny.
This time, the pain is all my fault.
After six weeks of oscillating between comfortably numb and someone-shoot-me-now, I woke up Monday morning feeling pinched-nerve-pain free. I decided to celebrate by heading up to Crossfit Metropolis to work out.
There were five of us in Monday night's class and - get this - two other women, the taller of whom claimed to be 5'3". The three of us shared our very own munchkin-height rack. It was so nice not to have to constantly adjust.
Monday's workout of the day had two parts. First, we did five rounds of five back squats. The second half of the workout was a half Cindy: as many rounds of 10 pull-ups, 20 push-ups and 30 squats as you can squeeze into 10 minutes. The back squats were where I went overboard. I worked my way up to 80 lbs for the last two rounds. I knew when I was doing it that it was overkill to back-squat 80% of my body weight my first day back. That didn't stop me, though. I was just so happy that I could do it.
Not surprisingly, I shredded my quads. It's now Wednesday night and I'm still ridiculously sore. I'm literally waddling around and stairs are nearly impossible. I haven't been able to work out since Monday.
Perhaps this is pathetic, but I'm honestly ok with the pain. After six weeks of taking it easy, struggling through pilates with 2 lb weights and modifying just about every workout I did, it felt good to come back hard. I don't mind the battle scars. Don't worry, though. I don't plan on making this a habit.
-Gym Belle-
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Welcome back! The only easy day was yesterday!
Thanks, Jimmy!