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I'm Making Myself...Me

Let me get the serious stuff out of the way - SpeedEndurance.com! Try it, you'll like it. Honestly. At least the last few posts on acceleration. Even the former track athletes out there can use a refresher on training acceleration. They're good, short reads, so give them a viewing. Acceleration and speed are important aspects to most training programs. You Crossfit? You need this stuff. You run? You need this stuff. You lift? You need this stuff. I NEED this stuff.

Now onto me! I just got done with a workout this morning. Those of you in Crossfit land might have heard of her - Fran! Let me tell you about my love/hate relationship with Fran. LOVE that she's done in a relatively short time. HATE the fact I struggle with getting her done faster. I am to the point where 30kg thrusters don't really hurt anymore. Pull ups are not the problem they used to be. I'm not perfect, but I'm certainly not struggling with the individual components of the Fran workout. I'm not struggling with the combined components of the Fran workout. I just can't seem to get my muscles firing fast enough to get a better time.





Word association time. First time doing Fran - ouch, hurt, pain, blargglergle (it's a word in Fran-speak). Now imagine doing Fran, finishing Fran, then recovering in like a minute. Yeah, big let down. I'm a clock watcher. Rather than the clock being motivation to hurry up, I see I won't be getting my desired time and the motivation drains. I need new motivation (enter nifty Nike ad). There it is. Allyson Felix and some other ladies reminding me that I have to make myself do this. I can't rely on someone else or another "entity" to keep me magically motivated throughout the workout. I'm not training against you. I'm training against me. Here's what happens when motivation goes wrong - I choose you, I beat you, you leave, you get sick, you have other obligations, I stop. Here's what happens when I motivate myself - I choose me, I beat me, wait - "I" beat "me" so then "me" gets pissed and beats "I." It's the process of continually making myself better and also self-reliant. I don't need you to perform good, I need me. I lost sight of that, thanks for reminding sweet Nike ad.

In typical me fashion - problem found, time for solution. Problem - I'm slow. Solution - get faster. Problem - lack of motivation. Solution - stop being stupid. Just that easy. Done. And. Done.

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