Today, as seems to happen every year, I had my birthday. I have never been big on New Year's, so I am in the habit of using my birthday to reflect on where I am, where I've come from, where I'm going, and for the last few years, I've tried to prove to myself that I am still alive.
|It's always January 1 at my place anyway. I have never been able to work a calendar.|
I had planned to climb the Incline this year, but as of today I have been sick about one week and I simply have no energy.
I hate being sick largely because I almost never am. Lately I have been a couple times, and I wonder if I am doing something wrong that's wrecking my immune system. I hate to think that I'm training too much, so I've decided to think that it's because I have extra stress from relatively large life changes.
Yes, I quit sucking.
So anyway last night I texted my intrepid partner that the Incline was a no go, and I woke up today wondering what will it be like when I get old?
I got up about 5:30 and studied Linux for an hour or so because that is a big part of not sucking. I knew I wouldn't do any conditioning, but I also knew my buddies would be at the gym at 8 am to work, and even if I could do little or nothing, I wouldn't miss the chance to support them.
I ended up, no shit, doing some light curls and then benching 225 so that I could at least prove I wasn't any deader than a 22 year old fraternity boy, and then I sat on a bench and worked the timer as my friends proceeded with the more serious work of power cleans, push ups, and pull ups.
|Sitting and working the clock.|
I decided then to do a nice slow, flat walk around Mcintosh Lake, an old stand by.
|not the Incline but not bad|
And then I started visualizing how I want my match to go at next Saturday's Colorado State BJJ tournament.
I'm not sure how young I am anymore.
I'm merely sure I'm not dead yet, and I'm bringing my best next weekend.