Today sucked. Squatting 155 felt like I might as well have literally been squatting earth…

I didn’t hit my goal time for the workout. I wanted to do it in 12 minutes, and instead it took me 16….are you kidding me? Way, way off. 

And as I lay on the floor of my gym all pissed off, unable to move my limbs, and feeling like I was breathing air through a straw after I finished, I kept thinking I shouldn’t have this issue. I should be good enough to crush stuff like this by now. And then I realized something. 

There is no good enough. I mean yeah, I’m going to reach goals. I’m going to PR. I’m going to get double unders and hand stand push ups. I’m going to do a freaking muscle up…and yes, for the record I feel like I technically should be able to do all that by now and I can’t. But even when I do all that, it doesn’t mean I’m good enough…it only means I’m ready to make bigger goals. The progress never stops, no matter how crappy a day feels, or how great a day feels for that matter…and that..is why I’ll never quit. 

And um. The end. 
Love, 

The girl who’s borderline in love with crossfit.