do or die

Today I felt like I couldn't stop moving...this was after I got my "second wind" however. The day started with what was going to be a 6am wake up and 6:15 workout but even when I thought I had accounted for enough time I was still wrong. Today was sarah's graduation and because of the new ceremony location on Carolina's campus, we were literally walking out of the house at 8:45....for a 10am graduation. Needless to say I was not thrilled about the idea of sitting in a chair for an hour waiting for the ceremony to start so I could sit for another 2 hours. Anyways the actually ceremony went great the guest speaker was hilarious and Sarah (my little sister) WON AN AWARD.  You should have seen my mom I thought I was going to have to find a beach towel to dry off those water works. I'm going to hate to see what an emotional wreck she is at Sarah's wedding haha. Well graduation was followed by a nice lunch at the Washington Duke. I had forgotten to eat breakfast that day so when 1pm rolled around and we were just sitting down to lunch I was starting to struggle. I downed three pieces of bread in about a minute when the waitor brought the bread baskets. Lunch was great, we definetly laughed quite a bit especially at the expense of my mother...haha how she has put up with me all these years is beyond me...

After lunch I threw on some athletic clothes and went straight to the gym. With no brian, Mer, or Zim there I really questioned just turning back around and heading for the pool but I knew if I didn't get this done I would kick myself for the rest of the day. Today's workout was 100% completely up to me, whatever I wanted to get out of today was my decision, there would be no pats on the back or encouragement I was definetly on my own. For people like Mer this is an everyday situation, for me its a rare moment and a weakness as well. I struggle when I'm not being held accountable and I like when there's always someone there to push me or tell me to do more so when I walked in I was lacking motivation. To shorten a long story, I left the gym on cloud nine today. I felt so good about what I accomplished and how hard I worked that I dont think the fatigue or exhaustion set in. Today was one of the hardest lifts of the week and the running wasn't easy either and it didn't even seem to phase me. How excited I was to have completed the lift and run by myself was a huge milestone and put me at a high for the rest of the day.

Here's what I did:
Pushups 3x10
Overhead split squat 3x6each (55-75lbs)
Pullups 3x5
Goblet squat 3x10 (50-60lbs)
DB single arm snatch 3x5e (35-45lbs)
DB 2 arm row 3x10 (25lbs)

Treadmill: speed 12 incline 1
sprint 18 sec
rest 30 sec
repeat 17 more times

The treadmill work I only planned on doing 10 to simulate the full field fitness test we do during preseason but after 10 I just kept saying 1 more or just make it to 14...15...16 and so on. I almost kick myself because I should have just done 20. Anways, the lift and run were followed by a 2.5 mile walk with my mom and sister after which the knee really started bothering me. I plan on icing for the rest of the night and taking it easy. No plans for tomorrow so who knows where I'll end up or what I'll end up doing. Bye for now!