Every body’s different…right? Or is that just what we tell ourselves to try to feel better about our inadequacies? I’m on the fence on this one. All I know is, as I sit here drinking my usual glass of post-workout puke (ugh, this stuff is nasty….ps….NEVER take protein powder advice from your trainer….the don’t give a sh*t what it tastes like!!!)….I’m having to remind myself that I’m making great progress. And it’s not realistic to compare myself to others. I’ve only been training for powerlifting for a total of 8 months today. That’s about 32 weeks. That’s it. When I compete at Hudson, WI, I will have completed about 9 months of training and will have almost a year under my belt (get it?) when I go to RUM….my first national meet. Not too shabby.
I’m reminding myself of all of this because I have a bit of anxiety building up. Lot’s of “what if’s” in my head. It loomed over my workout today. I squatted lighter for a bit of recovery, and I over-analyzed my form the entire time. I was so out of whack. I swear I almost fell over forward one time. Fantastic. Squatting truly makes me wish that my brain had an off button.
See….it could work!
Squatting is by far my hardest lift so I always suffer the most doubt on that one. I also did heavy RDL’s and some reverse hyper. Those were a breeze, as usual. A quick workout, but I’ll take it.
On a side note…apparently I’ve been living in the dark ages. Have you heard of this Pro Ana (anorexia) and Pro Mia (bulimia) stuff? I had no idea. There is the huge online movement with tips and “support group” like websites and videos on how to be anorexic or bulimic. It’s heart breaking to hear people talk about their struggles with disordered eating. I couldn’t imagine trying to overcome something so powerful. And to think there is an entire movement taking place to promote this…yikes! If you want to get a first hand look at the reality of the disease (s), check out the documentary, “Thin”. It’s sad, disgusting, and enlightening all in one. I first heard of it on another blog The Great Fitness Experiment, and I put it on my queue right away. It was hard to watch. Lots of puking, feeding tubes, forced eating, calorie counting, self-hatred, ugh. I think most girls (and a lot of guys) have engaged in some sort of unhealthy eating habits at one point in their lives. I’m just happy that it never became a major player in my life. Very happy.
Okay, I’ll stop with the seriousness. How about a picture of my puppy to lighten the mood?
We caught her mid-chop-licking on a hike on the North Shore last weekend!