Step Away From the Cake

The last time I went to Crossfit was two weeks ago today. In that time I have not done any real workout and have only been walking the dogs. My knee is feeling good. Not great, not perfect, but good. I, on the other hand, and feeling pretty soft and doughy. I would like to do something. I had actually considered going to Crossfit today, but fear moved in. The knee is feeling pretty darn good. I haven't been wearing my brace the last few days. I'm afraid that Crossfit will change that. I'm afraid I will hurt it. I'm afraid. I need to do something. I'm thinking of doing a WOD here. My Crossfit journal has WODs with no equipment for when you travel and such. I'm thinking of getting on the treadmill for 10 minutes to warm up, do a WOD, then cool down on the treadmill. But quite frankly, I am scared. When my knee hurts it is bad and I don't want to damage it anymore. So I'm scared. But I need to work out because I feel like crap. Okay, I'm just going to ...

A few years back, I read a post by another blogger and she said that in you need to have a goal, and weight loss or working out is not a goal. You need to have specific goals. To do a triathlon. Run a race. Some tangible goal that you can work towards. I guess you could work towards a weight loss of a set number of pounds, but that will pretty much drive you crazy. I think that may be my problem with Crossfit. Initially I had goals, then I got injured, then I was doing it just to do it. And while that's good, I wasn't working towards anything. I was just going through the motions and that is kind of how it felt for a while. I'm hoping this little break will reinvigorate me, but I think developing some goals will help. As weird as this sounds, I really want to run. Is it because I can't? I don't know, but that is what I want to do. I love running, I really do, and I want to get back to it. Maybe that is what I should work towards. Running. I don't know. I do kno...

Happy Easter everyone. Hope your day is awesome. I started the day finishing up my decorating project. On Friday I picked up an old, wooden dresser off Craigslist. Yesterday I painted it black, it was dark brown and worn. This morning I put it all back together and we moved Hubby's clothes into it. We had this make-shift dresser with drawers from a water bed and milk crates, yeah, it was a bad as it sounds. In the process of moving from that to a dresser, I made Hubby purge. Hubby is a bit of a packrat, and I'm being nice in saying that. If I let him have his way, you would find us on an episode of hoarders. So purge he did and he did not like it at all. But the new dresser is so much nicer than before. So to recap my weekend to date, I built an Ikea dresser and moved it into the bedroom and put my stuff in it. I bought and hung new curtains in the bedroom. In moving the new dresser in, I had to rearrange the bedroom and it looks awesome. I purchased, painted, and moved Hubby ...