Sometimes you can push yourself so hard you end up pushing yourself into tears.
I’m not quite sure what happened last night, but by the end of my third strength set, I was sobbing.
J. Alabama thought it was just me sweating so hard through a tough workout, but no, it was just me wiping away the tears and trying to catch my breath before he or anyone could notice.
The thing is I still don’t quite know why I was crying. I seriously had a personal best as far as strength training workouts goes. I squatted, deadlifted and calf-raised more weight than I ever have before. Every time I threw a new weight set up on the bar, I maxed it out ready to add more weight.
Maybe it was my body showing a sign of relief for what I was putting it through. I just don’t quite know.
I do know that I was really excited about how awesome I was doing on all my workouts. J. Alabama even said it was seriously one of the best workouts he has seen me do, with almost perfect form and all.
It was an odd reaction to such a great workout, but I’ll take it.
One thing that did help was seeing an old friend at the gym as we were walking out.
Kelly and I used to work together a few years ago and she blogs over at Stop Shop. She has committed to NOT shopping for a whole year. That is one crazy feat, I tell ya. Stop on over there and give her a little blog love. Her posts about not being able to shop for a year are quite funny and I think she has great sense of style! And with only four months left of no shopping, she’s got just a bit longer to hang on.
Anyways, seeing Kelly last night reminded me of my own blog journey this past year and how the marathon is long over and done with. I’m dealing with the post marathon blues, but think I’m mostly over the hump since my tissue issue is on the mend. Things are looking up and I am getting stronger. And am ready to really start thinking about my next big race. (That always makes me smile!).
I’ll take the tears after a long workout as a sign that I am strong, yet still working on all things me.
Have you ever had an emotional workout? What do you think caused it?