But almost died on Tuesday with Julie.
My body was still in recovery mode from a weekend of heavy partying so I thought I was going to take it easy on Julie’s CrossFit class on Tuesday. She had other plans. I must confess that my brain was still working only at about 50% as a result of the weekend festivities, so I’m not too sure if I was counting my reps properly (sometimes I did more, some less).
The warm-up consisted of skipping, pull-ups, burpes (sp?) and side lunges (yup, just like on a Richard Simmons video). It all seemed fine then as I began to sweat out all the vodka. Then came the front squats and once again I felt I was going to pull through. The actual CrossFit part was my doom though. Cowbell swings are easy, but pull-ups again? Box jumps? Ball slams? Thrusters? Wha????? I was able to finish 4 cycles in 20 minutes (with a couple of water breaks) and I was a corpse by the end.
Something that had not happened to be in a long time happened after Tuesday’s class and that is that I became desperately hungry immediately after I was done. In the past I felt like this was a signal of my body saying: “give me some food, gotta make muscle.” To be honest, that is exactly the same feeling I got this time around. After punishing your body with a good workout, make sure you give it back something nutritious to recover. I’m no expert and I recommend you ask your personal trainer for further advice, but a combination of protein and good carbs are a good post-workout snack.
Hopefully I can make it on Saturday. Summer is almost gone and I want to get some camping in before the clouds start to cry again.