epic

this is my standard i'm going to or coming home from working out photo.

 this tells you 2 things about me.  

#1. i'm a lazy photographer.  blurry legs ftw.  here i am in my gear waiting for the bus. 

#2. i'm ok with a photo from the waist down. for as short as they are, i like my legs.

i made it to the gym this morning.  i can't lie, it took me about 10 minutes into the warm up to be ok with being there.  after an extended gym-cation the first workout is always a mind fuck.  you know it's going to be hard. you know you're going to feel slow.  it's like going to work on a monday. you just drown yourself in caffeine and hope you'll make it through to the other side.

the thing is  i can't have coffee pre morning workout or i'll have to get up an additional 30 minutes earlier because it's a guaranteed poop. being carless i already have to get up at 5:45AM to make a 7AM class.  the plus side of spring is that it's no longer completely pitch black out when i leave the house.  just navy-black.  almost barely black. i rolled my ankle in the dark not too long ago because stray rocks on the sidewalk are not my friend.  i'm celebrating the earlier sunrise more than most normal folk.

do epic shit not take epic shit = no coffee until after circuit.  yes my phone has 2 stickers on it. One says I heart dog (singular). The second says I heart tacos (plural).

i didn't feel really ok with the fact i was sweating and moving until halfway through the first circuit station which involved an evil thing called an ab dolly along with some weighted lunges and the dreaded jump rope (in which i fake the rope and just jog in place for the entire duration).

none of these exercises i particularly like but after doing two sets i felt pretty good. i had forgotten how good it feels to move.  the back of my left knee felt sticky, like every time i had to push down into my foot to rise up and straighten my leg the tendons and ligaments in the back of my knee felt like a creaky stuck door that you need to throw your body weight on to open.  

the last station of the circuit, par for the course, i was ready to be done.  i pushed on through but creaky knee/door was at its limit.  

it wasn't until i was on the bus home did i realize i managed to avoid any mental landmines.  not one internal voice reprimanding or shaming me for not being fast enough or strong enough.  yay.  go me.

i was now free to have coffee, bowels be damned.

i explained my dairy and wheat free quest to my lovely coffee dudes at kainos and they made me a latte with a mix of hemp and soy milk which was delicious and creamy.

i'm still struggling with the idea of no cheese but at least i know my creamy coffee needs will be met. 

work deadlines abound this week but my copy of miss stanley's book arrived at my doorstep today along with my magnesium supplements and arnica oil.  my acupuncturist recommended the magnesium to help with the persistent calf tightness on my left. i recommend large doses of jessamyn stanley's instagram account for consistent mind blowing inspiration.  

the problem with getting up at 5:45AM is you want to go to bed at 5:45PM.

my brain is marzipan right now.