Forget That It’s New

Back in December, I did too much activity in a short period of time and my body rebelled.

On a Thursday, I went to a free class at California Kickboxing in Pasadena. They kicked my rear end. I took a fall in the beginning of the class onto the mats, but I was fine and continued. The instructor, Joseph, was amazing. There was a moment when I was having trouble with some of the instruction that he was giving me and he said, “That’s because it’s new. Forget that it’s new.” It was like something clicked, a light went off, and I got it. I stayed for about 75 minutes until I finally had to jet.

On Friday, everything hurt.

On the Saturday, I went to an indoor rock climbing gym, called Rockreation, with friends, Tyler and Brian. We started climbing at about 10 am and climbed until about 5 pm. It was awesome. My rear end still hurt from all the jumping squats I’d done on Thursday, but I gave it another good workout… And while on Thursday my arms were mostly punching and striking, on Saturday they were pulling and pushing and quivering. I shred my forearms to pieces.

On Saturday night, I was stiff as a board.  And I’d planned a long run for…

Sunday. I had intended to run about 12 miles because I’m training for the LA Marathon and it was a long run day. I wasn’t sure if running the whole thing would be the best for me, so I decided to punch it down to 9 miles. So on Sunday, I found myself at the Rose Bowl, trotting three times around the 3.1 mile loop. At about 6.2 miles, I realized my arms were in pain. I had thought that my arms would be fine, because “after all, it’s only running!” but I was wrong. I keep them bent at a 90′ angle the whole time and that was using my exhausted muscles! I finished at a 13 minute per mile pace.  Slacker! And made my way home.

Once I hit the home turf, I started feeling weak. More weak than I usually feel after a long run. Ryan and I went to church (our church meets in the evenings on Sunday), and during church I was nearly ready to pass out. People told me I looked pale. So instead of hanging out with everyone afterwards, we came straight home and Ryan made dinner. I felt better after I ate but I still needed to sleep. I was weak for another 48 hours while my body recovered.

What happened? I’d pushed my body too hard and I was literally, actually, for reals exhausted. No kidding right? But I learned something. I learned my limit and I think it’s a heckovah lot farther out than I would’ve guessed! I also learned the value of a rest day between intense workouts. Rest is part of improvement.  For some of us, that concept might be new.

Forget that it’s new.

Rest.

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