Wow, have I been remiss. Almost two years since I've blogged. In that time, I've attempted to just keep on truckin', achieved some progress, had some setbacks. I'm assuming pretty much like the rest of you.
Still on the journey to grow and become a better me. Sometimes, during the journey you need to run silent, just do what needs to be done.
About a year ago, a group of us middle aged guys asked some middle aged guy type questions and the idea of doing a Spartan Race was broached.
Knew only a bit about it, that it was some type of mud/obstacle run, would likely be difficult, but fun.
Got goaded into it by my friends, put down my money, had to figure out a training plan. When I did some online research, I believe my statement to my best friend was along the lines of, "%$^$! WTF. You guys neglected to mention that apparently we'd be jumping over fire?!?!?"
Trained, lifted, sought more knowledge, obtained additional tools (WOSS 3000 - poor man's TRX; arm roller, medicine ball work, participating in Pittsburgh's Dirty Dozen www.dannychew.com/dd.htm
as a lark off the couch - I cleaned up to hill 8, Canton Ave. legs gave out at that point) went for it. Read Joe De Sena's "Spartan Up!" Suggested read, I enjoyed it, found it useful.
The year came and went, and before I knew it, go day arrived. Was apprehensive, as were my crew.
The heat of the day bore down on us, and the suffering began. Climbing walls, hauling ropes attached to weight filled sleds, climbing cargo nets, carrying gravel filled buckets, attempting to rope climb and failing, doing burpees, lifting and hauling heavy concrete balls, throwing spears, splashing through muddy water, jumping fire. We suffered, the race organizers put the hurt on us, and it was AWESOME! The more I got beat up, the more I enjoyed it.
I felt invigorated and alive.
We struggled through the mud.
We were hammered on the anvil of adversity, and emerged transformed, forged from the fire.
I think it was a meaningful experience for all of us, and we felt a true sense of accomplishment. Our goal was to finish without major injury. I think we're hooked.
I was sore for four days, recovery takes longer for me now.
If you have the opportunity, register for an event, whatever your discipline. I have always found that I train harder towards a goal.
I've been reading this book, The Mayo Clinic Handbook for Happiness. Useful read, check it out.
I hope that you are moving assertively towards your goals, take the long term planning, and make it happen!