So I wrote this before my latest adventure knowing full well that before every big adventure I get like this.
“I have a very big adventure tomorrow and I am as nervous as hell. I know I get nervous before these things but I have got the nerves really bad this time. I’m nervous that I will get an energy crash and be useless for the following week. I’m nervous that if that happens it will impact on my job. I know logically that it won’t. I know that I know how to eat right, and hydrate and get enough sleep. I know I’ve done big adventures and still handled work and home ok but this has been a rough year. I have had a lot of health problems and I hope I’m not asking for more by going on this big adventure. But would you want to play it safe? Is that how you would like to live your life? Would you want to be a would of, could of, should of, regret not doing person. It’s rotten timing. I should have gone on this adventure when I was still in the middle of school holidays but I was sick and there were other obligations and so here I go on a big adventure when the weather is hot and I feel very unprepared. The person who inspired this walk though, John Haysman, I don’t think he prepares much and he used to walk from Adelaide to Victor Harbour and back again, and that’s much much further than I am going. He’s a South Aus legend. I’ve always wanted to go on a bloody long walk and this is it. So suck it up Trishy, get your work obligations done, go cuddle your animals and get out there and have an adventure. Bloody hell at this rate you’ll be exhausted before you start.”
So that was how I approached my latest big adventure but actually while doing the adventure I had an absolute ball. I went with Lisa from gym and we walked from our gym in Elizabeth to the city and back again, it was 54.6 kilometres and it took us pretty much 12 hours. Lisa made the journey into a road trip and I had such a ball. We took funny photos on the way and mucked around a lot. We stopped at a bakery and had vegan donuts OMG!!!! We made sure we took our picture when we got to Adelaide and spoke to two blokes who thought it was hilarious we walked to the city. One guy said, there’s a train you know. We stopped for epsom salts because I knew my feet were not going to be in good shape and I nearly got a piggy back home because my poor feet finally gave out on me. Lisa probably could have piggy backed me home but it would have invalidated my challenge if she had so I said no thank you. I now have humongous blisters. Do you know Lisa gave me her spare socks because mine were making the blisters worse and she gave me her blister shield bandages. She’s the full package that girl.
When my feet gave out, we still had to walk 14 kilometres and on blisters that wasn’t nice. It wasn’t nice doing the animals that night or doing anything that involved feet until about the Wednesday then they came good. I currently have a blister that is 4cm wide and I really thought my feet were going to get infected because they blew up. My feet stuck to my socks and my socks stuck to my shoes and I was in a world of pain. How cool though that my body can fix the damage, I didn’t miss any work and I was doing gym in a modified way by the Tuesday. Huzzah for Trishy and her healing feet.
In other news something tricky happened at gym but I have learned from it. You could translate the word tricky to the word bad, and I was upset about it when it happened and for a day or two afterwards, but now that I have learned and grown from it I’m going to keep the term tricky. Jane Fonda tells us that we have to review and assess our lives otherwise we’re not going to learn or grow from what happens. We have to read our own book and this chapter was a doozy.
So regular readers know that I’ve been working on the muscle up and the coach that is helping me said you need to get stronger you’re going to need to do some extra strength sessions during the week. He meant for me to get off my tush and do it myself but I knew that life, work, dogs, home, pole etc etc was all going to get in the way of that and I opted to take on another trainer for strength. So I said to this new trainer make me a she hulk and so far he’s been doing a great job of that.
The problem that has arisen is that when he wants me to increase the weight I am lifting, I run like a rabbit. He will say if you want to get stronger you need to do this weight and I will say, you’re mad that’s too heavy. I think we can all agree that is not a hugely respectful way to talk to the person training you. I saw him Wednesday and we had this thing about 12kg weights which I had to hold over my head. Long story short, it’s too heavy, no it’s not just do it. I will walk behind you. You’re mad it’s too heavy. I end up doing it and it’s fine. Then the very next day when he was teaching the class I was in the very same thing happened with another weight. He said it’s the 12kg weights again, I said it’s not, it’s totally different (it wasn’t), I cannot lift this. Eventually I did it and I completed 30 reps without stopping. He was right, I was wrong and if something didn’t change we were going to have the exact same argument the next time we were training. So what can I learn from this?
There’s no point my just having blind faith in the trainer, I’ve never been good at that, it’s not enough that he says I can do it so I do it. My fears are way too large for that. I had to figure out what was worrying me about the weight and then I need to be able to communicate that rather than just say, “It’s too heavy”. It was quite a surprise to me when I figured out what was bothering me so badly that I would refuse to do an exercise. Here tis;
None of these concerns have priority they all run around my head like crazy ferrets together. I am concerned that when I lift a heavier weight than I have done before I will hurt myself. Will my arms break or will the muscles tear? Will I hurt my back, will I get a hernia. Will my knees have problems but that’s not all. I worry that I will drop the weights on me or on someone else. I worry that I will damage the weights when I drop them. I worry that I will drop them and I will go tumbling after them, note to self stop watching You Tube Fails videos. All of these fears are expressed as “I can’t lift that it’s too heavy.” If I want to progress I actually have to tell him that that is what I am worried about and then address each issue, otherwise I’m just going to stay as a fraidy cat and that won’t get me my muscle up.
So I was upset after we had had two altercations about how much weight I could lift but now that I have done my review and I know what’s going on I feel a lot better about it and I feel like I can go ahead and not be so locked in fear. I’ll still be cautious but I won’t do the absolute refusal, I will communicate what’s happening. Growth my friends, it’s a beautiful thing.
That was the week that was. Thank you for reading, catch you next week.