Begin Again

I completed a Super Spartan race today. It was around 10-11 miles long. Uphill. Downhill. Uphill again. And so on and so forth. It was intense. And insane. And I can’t believe I did it! There were a bunch of obstacles though too. And I attempted them all. Not all successful, but all given my best shot. And there were ones I thought I’d fail for sure and have to do burpees, but then I did it! And that’s an amazing feeling. And all the other racers were so friendly. For some of the wood wall climb/jumps that got really high, I made some of them on my own, but after a few my arms were shot and I fell and then these guys helped guide me up, a tiny boost.  Even when we were at the lake and we had to swim across and under the canoes in the way, but over the dock in the middle. I couldn’t get myself up on the dock because I was so weighed down with my shoes and clothes, and tired from the other obstacles. I kept trying and slipping. And this guy out of nowhere just grabs my hand and beasts me all the way up with one arm. Pretty awesome. I thought I’d end up pulling him in. He’s definitely a Spartan. I went with a friend and he stayed with me parts of the way. I’d wave him on during some of the more intense parts for me when I was just crazy tired and slow. But every once and a while I’d see him again. Catch up. And then see him at the end when I finished.  We did this jump from like a 25-30ft ledge into the water. It was greattt. What a weird experience. You actually have time to think about the fact that you’re stillll falling as you fall. hah.  I was unsure, and scared, and nervous about most obstacles before I did them. I’d wait for ever sometimes just watching other people do it, before I psych myself up to go. I’d imagine all the things that could go wrong and think about how I avoid them. But on others I’d be like I dunno.. I dunno. For a sec. And then just go for it. And to just go for something. Even when you’re unsure. Despite the fear. It’s a rush.  I unfortunately didn’t train for this race like I intended to. I made mistakes. I tired myself out this week with drinking and late nights, and going out. I didn’t eat a proper breakfast this morning. But I still did it. I’ve never done a race before, not even a 5K. And to have my first completed race be a Super Spartan. I love it. I didn’t know how I’d get through it, but after hours and hours eventually I too did jump that fire and run through the finish line. So I was slow. I’m just glad I finished.  And if I can truck through and find a way through that craziness. I know I’ll be okay, and I can do things I think I can’t. Things I wouldn’t believe. Things I’m afraid of, that I think too much about.  There was a guy talking while we were trekking up an incline. And I heard him say. That this type of experience changes you and how the first time he did a race like this, it changed him. Maybe that sounds melodramatic. Or corny. But I believe it.  Starting out the year with this under my belt feels good. Even though right now my body feels bad and in much pain. Stinging cuts. Sore muscles. Blisters. Bruises. Etc. But it was worth it. As much as I was cursing the miles through. It still was.  So I’m deciding to abandon this separate fit/exercise/health side blog I had to my personal everything blog. I realize that being healthy and making better life choices, which include choices on exercise and nutrition should not be looked at as something apart from the rest of my life. I have one life. And all the aspects within it all go together and affect one another. After having completed this race, all the obstacles I had to go through and push through and try and try and try as hard as I can, are all relevant to my everyday life. So, this blog is done. And I will continue on with just my regular personal blog.  I completed a Super Spartan race today. It was around 10-11 miles long. Uphill. Downhill. Uphill again. And so on and so forth. It was intense. And insane. And I can’t believe I did it! There were a bunch of obstacles though too. And I attempted them all. Not all successful, but all given my best shot. And there were ones I thought I’d fail for sure and have to do burpees, but then I did it! And that’s an amazing feeling. And all the other racers were so friendly. For some of the wood wall climb/jumps that got really high, I made some of them on my own, but after a few my arms were shot and I fell and then these guys helped guide me up, a tiny boost.  Even when we were at the lake and we had to swim across and under the canoes in the way, but over the dock in the middle. I couldn’t get myself up on the dock because I was so weighed down with my shoes and clothes, and tired from the other obstacles. I kept trying and slipping. And this guy out of nowhere just grabs my hand and beasts me all the way up with one arm. Pretty awesome. I thought I’d end up pulling him in. He’s definitely a Spartan. I went with a friend and he stayed with me parts of the way. I’d wave him on during some of the more intense parts for me when I was just crazy tired and slow. But every once and a while I’d see him again. Catch up. And then see him at the end when I finished.  We did this jump from like a 25-30ft ledge into the water. It was greattt. What a weird experience. You actually have time to think about the fact that you’re stillll falling as you fall. hah.  I was unsure, and scared, and nervous about most obstacles before I did them. I’d wait for ever sometimes just watching other people do it, before I psych myself up to go. I’d imagine all the things that could go wrong and think about how I avoid them. But on others I’d be like I dunno.. I dunno. For a sec. And then just go for it. And to just go for something. Even when you’re unsure. Despite the fear. It’s a rush.  I unfortunately didn’t train for this race like I intended to. I made mistakes. I tired myself out this week with drinking and late nights, and going out. I didn’t eat a proper breakfast this morning. But I still did it. I’ve never done a race before, not even a 5K. And to have my first completed race be a Super Spartan. I love it. I didn’t know how I’d get through it, but after hours and hours eventually I too did jump that fire and run through the finish line. So I was slow. I’m just glad I finished.  And if I can truck through and find a way through that craziness. I know I’ll be okay, and I can do things I think I can’t. Things I wouldn’t believe. Things I’m afraid of, that I think too much about.  There was a guy talking while we were trekking up an incline. And I heard him say. That this type of experience changes you and how the first time he did a race like this, it changed him. Maybe that sounds melodramatic. Or corny. But I believe it.  Starting out the year with this under my belt feels good. Even though right now my body feels bad and in much pain. Stinging cuts. Sore muscles. Blisters. Bruises. Etc. But it was worth it. As much as I was cursing the miles through. It still was.  So I’m deciding to abandon this separate fit/exercise/health side blog I had to my personal everything blog. I realize that being healthy and making better life choices, which include choices on exercise and nutrition should not be looked at as something apart from the rest of my life. I have one life. And all the aspects within it all go together and affect one another. After having completed this race, all the obstacles I had to go through and push through and try and try and try as hard as I can, are all relevant to my everyday life. So, this blog is done. And I will continue on with just my regular personal blog.  I completed a Super Spartan race today. It was around 10-11 miles long. Uphill. Downhill. Uphill again. And so on and so forth. It was intense. And insane. And I can’t believe I did it! There were a bunch of obstacles though too. And I attempted them all. Not all successful, but all given my best shot. And there were ones I thought I’d fail for sure and have to do burpees, but then I did it! And that’s an amazing feeling. And all the other racers were so friendly. For some of the wood wall climb/jumps that got really high, I made some of them on my own, but after a few my arms were shot and I fell and then these guys helped guide me up, a tiny boost.  Even when we were at the lake and we had to swim across and under the canoes in the way, but over the dock in the middle. I couldn’t get myself up on the dock because I was so weighed down with my shoes and clothes, and tired from the other obstacles. I kept trying and slipping. And this guy out of nowhere just grabs my hand and beasts me all the way up with one arm. Pretty awesome. I thought I’d end up pulling him in. He’s definitely a Spartan. I went with a friend and he stayed with me parts of the way. I’d wave him on during some of the more intense parts for me when I was just crazy tired and slow. But every once and a while I’d see him again. Catch up. And then see him at the end when I finished.  We did this jump from like a 25-30ft ledge into the water. It was greattt. What a weird experience. You actually have time to think about the fact that you’re stillll falling as you fall. hah.  I was unsure, and scared, and nervous about most obstacles before I did them. I’d wait for ever sometimes just watching other people do it, before I psych myself up to go. I’d imagine all the things that could go wrong and think about how I avoid them. But on others I’d be like I dunno.. I dunno. For a sec. And then just go for it. And to just go for something. Even when you’re unsure. Despite the fear. It’s a rush.  I unfortunately didn’t train for this race like I intended to. I made mistakes. I tired myself out this week with drinking and late nights, and going out. I didn’t eat a proper breakfast this morning. But I still did it. I’ve never done a race before, not even a 5K. And to have my first completed race be a Super Spartan. I love it. I didn’t know how I’d get through it, but after hours and hours eventually I too did jump that fire and run through the finish line. So I was slow. I’m just glad I finished.  And if I can truck through and find a way through that craziness. I know I’ll be okay, and I can do things I think I can’t. Things I wouldn’t believe. Things I’m afraid of, that I think too much about.  There was a guy talking while we were trekking up an incline. And I heard him say. That this type of experience changes you and how the first time he did a race like this, it changed him. Maybe that sounds melodramatic. Or corny. But I believe it.  Starting out the year with this under my belt feels good. Even though right now my body feels bad and in much pain. Stinging cuts. Sore muscles. Blisters. Bruises. Etc. But it was worth it. As much as I was cursing the miles through. It still was.  So I’m deciding to abandon this separate fit/exercise/health side blog I had to my personal everything blog. I realize that being healthy and making better life choices, which include choices on exercise and nutrition should not be looked at as something apart from the rest of my life. I have one life. And all the aspects within it all go together and affect one another. After having completed this race, all the obstacles I had to go through and push through and try and try and try as hard as I can, are all relevant to my everyday life. So, this blog is done. And I will continue on with just my regular personal blog. 

I completed a Super Spartan race today. It was around 10-11 miles long. Uphill. Downhill. Uphill again. And so on and so forth. It was intense. And insane. And I can’t believe I did it! There were a bunch of obstacles though too. And I attempted them all. Not all successful, but all given my best shot. And there were ones I thought I’d fail for sure and have to do burpees, but then I did it! And that’s an amazing feeling.

And all the other racers were so friendly. For some of the wood wall climb/jumps that got really high, I made some of them on my own, but after a few my arms were shot and I fell and then these guys helped guide me up, a tiny boost. 

Even when we were at the lake and we had to swim across and under the canoes in the way, but over the dock in the middle. I couldn’t get myself up on the dock because I was so weighed down with my shoes and clothes, and tired from the other obstacles. I kept trying and slipping. And this guy out of nowhere just grabs my hand and beasts me all the way up with one arm. Pretty awesome. I thought I’d end up pulling him in. He’s definitely a Spartan.

I went with a friend and he stayed with me parts of the way. I’d wave him on during some of the more intense parts for me when I was just crazy tired and slow. But every once and a while I’d see him again. Catch up. And then see him at the end when I finished. 

We did this jump from like a 25-30ft ledge into the water. It was greattt. What a weird experience. You actually have time to think about the fact that you’re stillll falling as you fall. hah. 

I was unsure, and scared, and nervous about most obstacles before I did them. I’d wait for ever sometimes just watching other people do it, before I psych myself up to go. I’d imagine all the things that could go wrong and think about how I avoid them. But on others I’d be like I dunno.. I dunno. For a sec. And then just go for it. And to just go for something. Even when you’re unsure. Despite the fear. It’s a rush. 

I unfortunately didn’t train for this race like I intended to. I made mistakes. I tired myself out this week with drinking and late nights, and going out. I didn’t eat a proper breakfast this morning. But I still did it. I’ve never done a race before, not even a 5K. And to have my first completed race be a Super Spartan. I love it. I didn’t know how I’d get through it, but after hours and hours eventually I too did jump that fire and run through the finish line. So I was slow. I’m just glad I finished. 

And if I can truck through and find a way through that craziness. I know I’ll be okay, and I can do things I think I can’t. Things I wouldn’t believe. Things I’m afraid of, that I think too much about. 

There was a guy talking while we were trekking up an incline. And I heard him say. That this type of experience changes you and how the first time he did a race like this, it changed him. Maybe that sounds melodramatic. Or corny. But I believe it. 

Starting out the year with this under my belt feels good. Even though right now my body feels bad and in much pain. Stinging cuts. Sore muscles. Blisters. Bruises. Etc. But it was worth it. As much as I was cursing the miles through. It still was. 

So I’m deciding to abandon this separate fit/exercise/health side blog I had to my personal everything blog. I realize that being healthy and making better life choices, which include choices on exercise and nutrition should not be looked at as something apart from the rest of my life. I have one life. And all the aspects within it all go together and affect one another. After having completed this race, all the obstacles I had to go through and push through and try and try and try as hard as I can, are all relevant to my everyday life. So, this blog is done. And I will continue on with just my regular personal blog. 

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Moodyness. I hate it. I spent all of today in bed in the dark, and not even sleeping. It’s spring break for me, but it’s not okay. I have so much to do, and I wasted it. It’s 11pm but I finally got up and out of bed. Put on my music, and I’m ready for tonight. It’s going to be a productive night; it’s got to be. Cleaning, both literally and figuratively. Doing work for school that I’m behind on. And getting a jump on the things I have to get done early tomorrow before I go to work. 

Even when you feel totally shitty and down, even if there’s absolutely no reason for it, and you feel overwhelmed by whatever it is…you can get up and begin again. 

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Posted 1 year ago

aquaticuss:

““For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.””

—

F. Scott Fitzgerald

I love this quote. This blog is for my ever changing self. This is to remind myself of everything I was, am, and want to be. This is a blog for better life habits. 

I want to be less tired all the time. I want to sleep more. Sleep a healthy number of hours a night. Have less all-nighters or cut them out completely.

I want to do more everyday. Accomplish things every day. Be more productive.

I want to drink more water. Hydrate.

I want to get in better shape, be more fit. 

I want to be able to run a mile without stopping, or panting.

I want to be able to do things without getting winded so quickly, and having my heart feel like it’ll burst out of my chest.

I don’t want to have to ‘suck it in’. I just want to be.

I want to start doing races. And I want to not have to say, “I would…if I was in better shape.”

I want to say I will.

And I know that it’s hard. And I’ve tried to change my habits time and time again before. And I might mess up like I have before. But I just need to keep getting back on it, and keep beginning again. Because every day is a new day to be who we want to be, and be who we are. 

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Reblogged 1 year ago from aquaticuss 6,501 notes