top of page
4cc13cf4-30bd-4188-a400-757cd719386a (1).jpg
Mia Garlock
Dec 13, 20225 min read

Squad Day 97: Core & Boxing & A lot of Energy

Do you ever just wake up hyper? Like the alarm goes off, and you don’t even need to peel back your eyelids, or make any kind of concentrated effort to wake up? Yeah, that’s me today. The alarm went off at 5am and I was very promptly awake. My husband glared at me through one squinted, sleepy eye, as I bounced out of bed and got dressed right away for my workout. I feel like Buddy the Elf, except my excitement isn’t for Christmas, it’s for my workout! What a weird turn.

With all my studying on cycle syncing lately, I can attribute the extra energy to my Follicular phase rolling into my Ovulatory phase in the next few days. It’s the build up, the climb, that lends me this extra energy boost and makes intense workouts the ideal.

Today is only 15 minutes of Boxing, but don’t forget, I have core reset to do first too. My back doesn’t hurt at all this morning, but my abs and my arms do a bit. Not a true hurt, just muscle aches. I said it a while ago, but this is the joy of the sore. Eventually you learn to love the ache, the burn, that lingers, because it means you did a great job working out. I hope I am always a little bit sore, because it means I’ve lived my day, and did not let it pass me by. I’ve spent enough of my life sitting down, whether it was because someone told me to calm my fire, or because I was so sad, that standing felt like too much.

I wish I had never listened to those people telling me to sit down and chill out, people who were too afraid of my fire, too afraid I’d burn too brightly, that I might blot them out, like the bright Sun does everything at noon in July. I was literally born at peak sun, in the height of summer, a true child of fire and sunlight, and bright, bold, energy- how could anyone ever expect me to live my life dimmed? I spent a lot of my life trying to fit into that dimmed down version that everyone wanted me to be, and none of it did me an ounce of good. I ended up depressed and beaten down and exhausted. I’m thirty four and I’ve finally given myself permission to be who I’ve always been, and I feel like I’ve blown open all the doors and windows in my heart. Without all those things shut and boarded up…. I shine from within, like I was always meant to.

Core reset is like a never ending burn, the moves only get slightly easier every week, but the burn always arrives with the same rep, and leaves my breath a little shaky from the concentration. I did notice yesterday that I am able to lower my legs a little bit more now, but my thighs and my core are literally on fire from rep 3, regardless of how low I drop my heel, or how slow and steady paced I am. I can feel that core engagement all the way through now though, from my ribs down to my thighs, I can feel every segment of muscle tighten up to hold on for dear life. When I first did core reset, I could only feel it in my lower stomach, now I feel it the whole length of my abdomen. Progress sometimes feels like a different kind of burn, and I’m okay with that.

The Boxing portion went by so fast today, I did it twice. I know the short workout was meant to be sort of like a break for us, because tomorrow is going to be straight up rowdy, but I wanted more. I wanted more from myself, and from my workout. Practice Makes us Deadly, right? So I threw myself into it. I have zero regrets. I feel fantastic.

I was so productive all day yesterday, I got my meal prepping done for breakfast and lunch this week, I baked bread, had dinner in the crock pot by 9am, and did so many dishes it’s stupid. I’m surprised my hands aren’t like sandpaper today. We homeschooled, we played games, everyone had a great afternoon, I got a bunch of study time in, and got to talk to Sam about some projects to work on. I was bouncy and dancing all over the house for the majority of the day. I hope today is the same vibe, it feels like it could be. Bestie is due to come over some time today too, I legit saw her last Thursday, but by Saturday we were already saying I MISS YOU and making plans for today. Sometimes I just need her, she’s an even brighter ball of sunshine than my own, and her goofy self just riles me up in the best way. We can’t hang out without cackling. This spring trip we’re taking for the Valkyrie meet up is going to be so hilarious, I just hope that if we end up flying, the people on the plane can handle us. It’s going to be a riot.

When it’s not dark, it’s walk time. I haven’t done a Warrior Walk video in such a long time, because Michigan weather is so damn random, it makes it really hard to be consistent there. Maybe I’ll invest in a mini stepper soon so I can pretend I’m wandering through Prythian, and not just the Bog of Oorid. Yrsa’s training has been coming along reasonably well, so I think it would be good to work with her outside on a walk now. Yes, we’ve been training her more, because she was so unruly a few weeks ago it was becoming a problem. A large part of it is because she’s a farm dog, a herding breed, and she needs more to task her than just being a family pet. Being under-stimulated makes Yrsa ornery and hard to handle, she nit picks at us, antagonizing us until we entertain her, and that can be really loud and obnoxious quickly. I wish we had mountains nearby so we could get away and hike around, and really wear down her bottomless energy. Our mile and a half walks do almost nothing to tire her out. Sometimes we get back and within 3 minutes of coming in the house, she’s pawing and barking and groaning at me because she needs more work to do. Eventually I want to work up to two, mile and a half walks a day, but that’s hard to do in the winter months, because Mitten Weather is windy and wet.

I’m going to get a CPT lecture in while I’m waiting for the sun to rise and my kids to wake up. Look at that commitment. Ugh, love it. I really do, I love this for me. I love all of this.

1 view

Recent Posts

See All

Comments

bottom of page