Lock N Load is 23 days away, and as hesitant as I am to say this for fear of jinxing myself, I feel good. Really good.
Here's the thing with me and weightlifting: I'm not going to be nationally competitive. It could possibly happen when I can qualify for Masters', but Kristin the USAW senior athlete? Not happening. I'm not selling myself short. I belive in dreaming big. I aso believe in reality.
I haven't competed in over a year. There's only one other person in my weight class for this meet. Despite being from the generation of participation trophies, I won't be satisfied with the silver medal. I want the gold.
It's time to get serious.
We changed up my programming a bit so that lifting is almost my sole focus in my workouts, rather than a mix of lifting and conditioning. It feels good. Becca said, "Crossfit as you feel, but skip the lifting in the class." Yeah. About that, Becca. I may knock out some row intervals, but that's probably as close as I'm going to get. The lifting is feeling so good after a long stretch of feeling off that I'm afraid to jinx it.
I've been in Nashville for a couple days, so I've been lifting at my home-gym-away-from-home, my brother-in-law's garage. I'm missing my gym buddies, but the change in scenery fit my renewed focus perfectly.
It's almost game time.
Clear eyes, full heart, can't lose.
*editing notes: if you edit in Squarespace on an iPad with an old version of safari, you're going to have typos from the multiple times it crashes. Sorry about that!