Had a workout yesterday that was what I needed for a bunch of different reasons. It seemed almost spiritual, or that could of been the extreme intensity of it and I was about to pass out/seeing things ha, but seriously. Sometimes I go into workouts (or I just generally feel) in a blur, not concentrated, no desire, my emotional status is everywhere. And then I start moving, I figure out the structure of the 50mins, I start to smile cus I love what its gonna be, what its gonna feel like and how my body can do SO SO much with precision and memory even though I am very heavy at the moment. I then thank God for my body, for the family I was raised in that believed in athletics that carried me through even into these dark moments of my life. I am here, Ava, my body says. Let me breath. You deserve it. I live to fight another day. My workout consisted of 2 sets, one strength training, one cardio, both sets were 4 rounds of 4 exercises. I coulda swore I wasnt gonna be able to finish the last two rounds of Cardio, swore it!! But I did. I did…with grit and effen excitement. It feels good to share this. Thanks to my sweetest Vesna Mircheski-Mitchell for her complete guidance and absolute belief.
Posted on: Tue, 30 Sep 2014 17:28:07 +0000
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