I'm terribly frustrated and sad. It took literally two years after having my son to get consistent at going to the gym again. TWO YEARS! I'm so much weaker than I was even when I was 6 months pregnant with him. I feel like I'm having a much harder time getting myself back. I get injured more and I'm more tired. Finally, I realized that I was lacking a goal.
My friend Angela suggested that I look into powerlifting, so I did. That research led me to Strongman and that is where I feel like I found my goal. In July, my workout partner and I went to a Strongman competition and met a husband and wife that both compete. They told us about a Strongwoman Challenge. It was an event to introduce women into the sport and it was to raise money for an organization called ROX and it was only a month away. My partner and I trained extremely hard for that month. It was very hard on us physically and mentally. We ended up taking a whole week from the gym just to recover afterwards. Anyway, I did so much better than I expected and felt I was in my element.
Afterwards, I got a workout plan from one of the judges and was on my way to build up to the next competition. Unfortunately, in the two months of training, I've managed to sprain my wrist and now hurt my back.
AND that's where my whining and crying is coming in. I'm so fucking demoralized. I'm pissed off. I finally figured out a goal and had a plan and it's all went to shit. At first, it was the wrist and I ignored it. After six weeks I saw that it wasn't getting any better, so I decided to go a month or two with light weight. I can't even manage to do that because at the end of my first week my back muscle cramped up and I'm in terrible pain. I guess I'm going to have to become a cardio queen for awhile until this heals.
