This Week

I'm heading to Vegas on Friday morning, which means I'll be laid out on a lounger for three days straight. Not cool, considering I ate at a buffet last night, had tots today and couldn't keep my hands off chocolate tonight. It was one of those weekends where I had no control when it came to food. Fail.

So, I'm upping the ante as far as the workouts go and will be strict Zoleo until I leave Friday morning. Here's the exercise plan:

Monday: 7am L2 followed by 2 mile run
2-a-day Tuesday: 7am L2, evening L2 Oly class
Wednesday: 5:45 L3, evening jog (goal: 40 minutes)
Thursday: Afternoon workout on my own

Flight leaves early Friday morning, so I won't have a chance to get one final workout in. Dang it.

Saturday Cheer

Stumbled Upon

I was doing some digging for "Before" pictures of our latest Athlete of the Month and came across this lovely image of myself! It was taken in January, right after we had moved into our new space. This picture absolutely cracks me up... not only am I a total chunk-o, but I am so very clearly miserable! I'm probably in the middle of a set of man makers or dumbbell thrusters, wanting to be anywhere but in at Atlas. My shirt is all bunched up around my waist, my left arm just wants to drop the dumbbell, and I'm probably roasting in those pants! Sidenote: who in their right mind does a CrossFit workout in pants anyways??

All that being said, I'm thankful for a few things:
1. That I'm way more buff and toned now than I was in that picture.
2. That I'm one of only two people that have access to our fabulous photo archives.
3. That I have better-fitting sports bras.
4. That my fellow morning crew never told me how grody I looked, because I probably wouldn't have kept coming back.