I need this shirt!!
Good Girls Tone, Bad Girls Deadlift
But its like $25 plus S&H ($7)
So that’s like… $32 for a workout shirt.
But…it’s soooooo cute. And it would ROCK during my 5k Night Run…
Am I tripping?? Cause I think I’m gonna get it…(and then get my ass handed to me by hubby O_O)
I know I’ve mentioned working out before – I typically try to workout about five (5) days a week. I do have a regular gym membership (Gold’s Gym) but that is mostly a waste of money as I hardly ever go.
Why not? Because I am building a home gym. I despise my local Gold’s Gym. The place is small and extremely crowded. There are exercise machines galore but the free weight section is pathetic. I always feel extra uncomfortable in this gym and I get sick of the fact that the gym employees know less about their options than my dog does.
So I decided to build a gym in my home. No more driving out of my way only to have to drive back home sweaty and tired. No more fighting for equipment. No more being unable to squat because the “bros” are all curling in the fucking squat rack!!!!!*
I just had the worst morning workout in…weeks! I’m feeling tired and slightly groggy…and I’m already on my second cup of coffee.
It all started with my husband (don’t they all???!).
My normal routine goes like this:
-Drag my tired carcass into workout clothes
-Walk the dog
-Feed the dog
-short stretch and foam rolling
-Shower, dress and leave for work
My husband and I have different morning schedules so he’s normally doing his own thing in the morning. Meaning that all of that happens without me talking to him except a few words here and there. My mornings are mostly silent (comments to the dog don’t count) and I don’t even listen to music when I workout.
But today hubby has the day off of work. And he decided to workout with me. Uggh.
I feel that people have…different sense of urgency when they have somewhere to go/something to do. They move faster, more cognizant of time. But all that gets taken away if the person knows they have nothing to do/nowhere to go.
One of my constant fights with myself is exercise. I don’t want to do it. Ever.
Then I look at my family health history and realize I HAVE to do it.
So I start working out and then I hurt myself. All the time. This is just what I do.
2012 I pulled an upper hamstring in August(?) and it was so bad I couldn’t workout for almost a year.
2013 I started again. Sometime around Feb/Mar/April. Not really sure cause I was super sick at the time and prone to making bad decisions.
Man, I jumped into it! I was doing some serious cross training! All up in that bitch! Running, and using a barbell and using dumbbells and kettlbelling my ass off.
My hamstring (the old one) started twinging. And then I suddenly I had Runner’s Knee and here I am…icing myself down. Again.
This time, I promised myself I’d be smarter. I’m seeing a physical therapist. I’m strengthening my hammies. I’m stretching and foam rolling (which hurts!!) and icing and even soaking myself in hot tubs of water.
What this will mean? Gaaah! Probably an exponential increase in ice pack purchases… 😦