So Kasey talked me into the Tough Mudder.
I'm a little nervous. Okay, a lot nervous. It is going to be a challenge (by challenge I mean the hardest thing I've done since giving birth without medication) but it won't kill me. One way or another I will cross the finish line. I am committed to that much.
It does feel good to train for something though instead of just exercise. I look like a crazy person jumping around the YMCA weight room doing scissor squats and mountain climbers and hanging on the pull up bar for as long as I can. But I don't even care. I'm on a mission. Twice this week I worked out so hard I felt nauseous. Ugh! It reminds me of track practice and I hated track practice. But I am loving working out with a goal, and a lofty one at that.
I have also really felt my body turn a corner. Six months post c-section feels like a new me. I can push myself harder and I don't suffer in pain for days after a work out. I am sore but not in that injured kind of way as before. My wrist doesn't hurt anymore either. I am getting stronger and I feel it. Getting stronger is like a drug, an addictive drug. I still have a long way to go to be ready for the Tough Mudder but I have four months to get there and I'm giving it my best shot.
I am excited to post the process!