I have probably mentioned this before, but I made a decision a while back to "go all out" and stop holding back on my workouts. I used to be nervous about what awaited me at boxing so I would always refrain from getting too tired. Well I took advantage of my Monday off of work to run to BifG. The plan was to run the 1.5 miles to the gym, workout, and then run to Finns where I was going to meet HM and my parents for breakfast.
I thought this was an amazing idea, so I set out a little early Monday morning running my little heart out. When I arrived at the gym I felt so proud of myself. My joy was short lived because when I got there, my trainer told me to turn around and run. Yep. The day I chose to run to the gym was the day that my trainer had us running to the local high school. Basically, back where I started.
Once at the high school, we did various forms of the dirty dozen. We ran up and down the stadium stairs twelve times. Then we did 30 second intervals of broad jump burpees....12 times. Then we did sprints,,,yes, 12 times. I don't know how many miles I ran with the sprints, but with running to the gym, back to the high school, back to the gym, and then on to Finns I am guessing 4.5 miles.
In the map above you can see my morning. The blue line is my run to the gym. The Red line is my run to the high school. The green line is my run from the school, back to the gym, then on to Finn's. By the time I got there, I was beat. I had to join my family on the patio and try not to sweat on every one's omelet. There was a moment where I was regretting my "no holding back" approach. As the day went on though, I was happy to have worked out so hard. What do you think sweets? Have you ever worked out so hard and felt so spent after a workout?