After today, I’ll officially be past the halfway point of #JuicyInJune! Things are going pretty well, but I do have a double today to make up for a rest day that I took last week.
This is what this morning’s metcon looked like:
I most certainly did NOT Rx this one. I’m still forcing caution upon myself– not to mention, I’m just not necessarily on the level of feeling like I really could Rx this wod without shit getting ugly. You know, bad form, questionable reps, etc.
More than anything, I didn’t want to have to worry about snatching or cleaning/pressing a heavy-ish 95# from the floor for each set. I can muscle clean 75# easily, so I figured that would be a good weight for me, and went with it.
Finished the wod in 8:30, which was a respectable time; and, I used a respectable weight, based on what I saw from others on the board. Had a beautiful breakfast (still completely devoted to my blueberry coconut pancake + eggs with avocado combo), and now I can recharge a bit and get some work done before wod #2, which will be The Dreaded: spin.
The problem is, spinning really is great for torching calories. I finally figured out how to get my heart rate monitor working (more on that to come, but spoiler: I’m LOVING it), and I discovered in a spin class earlier this week that I burned somewhere around 480 calories in 45 minutes. And, that was on a day where I wasn’t even feeling juicy! I imagine if I felt like I could’ve given my all, the burn would’ve been even more impressive.
In terms of my appearance, I’m at a point where I feel like I look the same, and have looked the same for a few weeks. I’m trying not to stress about it, and just trust that living right will sort everything out.
I’m also considering doing a weigh-in tomorrow morning, just as a check-point for being halfway through #JuicyInJune. I want to make sure that I’ve made progress, because if I haven’t, I’d rather know NOW, so that I don’t waste the final two weeks of the challenge repeating things that aren’t working.
Then again, the scale stresses me the fuck out. So, yeah. We’ll see.