Ok, so maybe this isn't REALLY a Christmas Story, and I'm not REALLY dressed in so many layers that I can't put my arms down, and so my problem isn't REALLY even that I can't put my arms down at all. But it was a fun excuse to quote A Christmas Story! :)
In fact, I have to admit that my problem is quite frankly the opposite of the kids problem in A Christmas Story. I can't raise my arms up! Yesterday Fran was an absolute metcon smoker. Who knew that 5 minutes could hurt so much? Well today was some strength work of the semi-metcon kind. It was designed to be a metstrength workout, IF you could do all the movements. I'm still working on getting my strength back to do ring dips, and I still have not mastered the handstand push ups. We were also doing chest to bar pull-ups, which takes me some time, as now that I've figured out HOW to do them, I can only do 1 at a time. Today's WOD looked like this.
7 HSPU (sub strict presses if you can't do them)
7 Ring dips (had to use a floss band)
7 Chest to bar pull-ups
So, I'm not dreadfully happy with myself right now because obviously I had to modify half the workout today, but I mean, I guess it's good to work the movements as Jerry always says. I think I've just reached a very high frustration level right now. I'm so ready for spring break, and I'm exhausted because of work, and I have gained back a lot of weight, so I'm frustrated in general these days. I started back a strict zone today and what did I do? Walked out of the doggone house without any of my cheese. Well... so much for perfectly balanced.
What's more important than the cheese though, IMHO, is the fact that today I did not drink coffee. I also did not drink soda. I didn't realize, until very recently, how much of that bad habit I had gotten back into. I'm craving sugar in the worst way and I'm getting a raging headache, because obviously, I'm going through withdrawl. The fact that I'm withdrawling is NOT, I repeat, NOT a good sign. It's a sign that I've allowed myself waaaay too many freedoms in the last months and I've allowed myself to get right back into all those old habits that I was trying to kick. The next two/three weeks are really going to suck as I allow my body to essentially detox itself. I'm going to be a crabby mother I'm sure, so I'm going to apologize in advance. I'm subbing all the soda etc with flavored water... and although that's not perfect either, it's a MUCH better alternative until I can kick the flavor jones completely. God this is going to suck... really. Just today alone, you know what I had to walk past? On my way through the office there were some sort of iced breakfast muffins and brownies. As I passed through the teachers' lounge, there were cookies, and God help me, there were more when I passed through later.... I am paying for my bad eating multtiple times over.....