A number of bystanders stopped to help the individual who was struck by the vehicle. The main individual that assisted really impressed me because he knew all the patient assessment questions to ask. Another bystander approached and I recognized him from the previous crossfit box I used to attend and I knew he is a firefighter so I knew the individual was well cared for. I later learned the primary individual assisting is a chiropractor and he attends crossfit as well. He ended up asking me when I was coming back to the box to which I responded I go to another box now, but I ended up clarifying knowing full well I've had zero desire to crossfit.
A month of being sick has derailed my positive attitude, my motivation and my overall interest in the physical activities that I usually crave doing.
I attended a memorial service for a dear woman Paula on Friday afternoon. Paula was the individual who trained me to do my job at the Santa Barbara Sheriff Department. Paula was only 38 and lost her battle to cancer. She has a dear husband and a toddler son. The service paid such an incredible tribute to her! I didn't know what was once my favorite song by Metallica to run listening to could indeed make me cry.
I forced myself to go to crossfit Friday evening. It was good to be feeling well enough to go, but it was a real struggle.
Saturday morning I made myself go for a run. It was only 3 miles and I was glad I wasn't coughing the entire time and my stats showed a great first mile pace, but I feel like I've lost so much headway that I had made.
Today I went to do the regular crossfit workout and I felt okay. I felt I had a little motivation back so I decided to take a small break to meet up with a friend for tea after which I went back to crossfit for the strength training element. Here's where that feeling of complete defeat set in.
There is a technique in a specific lift that no matter how hard I try I can't seem to fix my mistake. Some days I can fix the mistake and most days I'm unable to. As I hear the one trainer remind me not to swing the bar out like a kettlebell and I try to improve I hear the other trainer say that I just don't listen. It's at this point that I just get mad! I don't want the trainer to see that he broke me and I know I just have ten minutes of lifts left.
I later ask for feedback and how to improve which is reinforced with the one part of the strength element I did great, but the other part leaves something to be desired.
I came home and my friend I met for tea asked how my workout went to which I responded I have a lot of room for improvement. He responded by saying practice makes perfect. I'm sure glad there's that one person to throw out the positive note when clearly mine has taken a path in a negative direction.
I can't honestly say what it's going to take to get myself back on track or even how long it will take. I do know this isn't something I can fix with my usual formula of It Starts With A Decision!
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