I crave the needle, again

I haven't felt this wrecked since maybe my early On-ramp days. I'm soooooo sore. Really.

Annie fucked me up. The ache set into my abs yesterday, that I couldn't walk upright. I woke up this morning thinking that I had endured the worst of it, but I was wrong. I can't even laugh without grimacing. Ahhhh!

Then you take the Thrusters I did Monday and yesterday and you've got a 2 dimensional hurt of the shoulders and and hips. My glutes have dull ache in them as well.

I'm not bitching. I'm not. This groaning and moaning is actually pleasure in knowing I'm "ripping" shit up in my body. Even though I hurt, I still giggle.

My body is telling me to take a rest day, but I'm going to work out with Valley Crossfit this evening with Janice. I'm happy to be by her side and hopefully she will feel what I felt the first day I walked into a box. And I can't help but be excited to meet other passionate crossfitter's at what seems like a "good" box. YOu know what I mean when I say "good." I'm still reminded of my poor experience at CF High Voltage. It's too bad for them... just not good karma.

On top of being sore, I awoke with a tender and bloated belly. Probably all the noodles, rice and beer I ate and drank last night. So I'm back on Paleo-Zone. Chicken, bananas and hazelnut butter for lunch. Yummmmmmeeeee!