The muscles and I got tested this morning with the Ryders; will you quit for Burpees? Or work for them?
Less than fifteen minutes into class, we were told to take the seats off (of the bikes), and get ready for the next half hour to burn. A fun little game to throw into that mix? If you let your free weight (we each had one) touch the bar, 15 burpees. If you aren’t doing the exercises correctly, 15 more burpees. If you know you’re slacking and need to “rest” (we don’t do that here)….yup, more burpees!
Through a lot of lactic acid burn, a stubborn attitude and probably a little bit of luck, I managed to work it for that half hour and make into the last 3 people who had yet to do burpees. Finally we all threw one in for the team and paid our burpee-dues.
How many times can I type “burpee” before spellcheck ignores it?
My muscles were a little sore from an arm-heavy double-dose yesterday (Ryders, then Yoga), and even without that this was one of the more challenging classes we’ve done (all relative here, whew). Since my back and arms (and eventually legs) are already telling me how they felt about this morning’s adventure, I know a limit or two was pushed.
But, let’s be honest, burpees aren’t really a “rest” from anything.
And I’m no fan of them.
On the other hand, my mind can go to every situation where I’ve hurt much more than “this”, whatever this is at the time. I think of mile 26, of the last 10 seconds in a 1-minute hand-stand wall-hold, of the very first time I went to Ryders and 50 squats left me sore for way too many days.
When my mind goes there, my muscles get distracted and remember that they can work. And they can get a little bit stronger.
Remind me tomorrow that I didn’t want more than those 15 burpees at the end; because I know some soreness will make me think otherwise.
What’s your go-to thought/situation when you need the muscles to push farther than you mind?
I immediately think of how badly I wanted to be done with my first marathon, after mile 18. I remember willing myself to push through it, even though my “goal” time was gone and it was not the experience I had dreamt up in my head. Crossing the Finish line, and then signing up for #2 (which went much more smoothly!) was worth it.