We went outside for the first time the other night! The weather is finally starting to get nice enough. There's a school around the corner from the gym with ramps, stairs, railings, and walls of different heights. A perfect little playground.
We started on the ramp, looking over a wall with about a 5ft drop—an "intermediate" drop. No mats this time, just vault over the wall and land on your feet on the other side, 5 feet later. Okay sure, no problem. That's not scary at all. I took it really slow, trying to find my rhythm. Just when I started to feel mildly comfortable with that one, we moved on to a much higher wall—an "extra medium" sized wall. I felt like asking to play in the kid's corner for a while longer but instead I just went really really slow balancing on the edge of my comfort zone.
After about an hour, we started playing follow the leader, each leader creating their own course through the space outside the school—over, under, under, over, turn, run, balance, push, drop. It was a lot of fun until we'd done it 5 or 6 times and then T was the last leader in the game and really pushed us. I am actually incredibly proud of myself for finishing his course without dying or collapsing on the side of a wall. I haven't pushed my body as hard as I did during that outdoor training session in a long time. It felt amazing afterwards, but my muscles were screaming at me while I kept pushing, ready to collapse. When we were done with that course, we each had 10 wall runs and 10 wall climbs to finish up. Yes, after 1.5 hours of working out, I ran up and over an 8+ ft. wall... 10 times. Oh, and then did some pull ups and dips on a wall. This might not be a big deal for some of the guys I train with, but I felt like superwoman for being able to accomplish this.
After about an hour, we started playing follow the leader, each leader creating their own course through the space outside the school—over, under, under, over, turn, run, balance, push, drop. It was a lot of fun until we'd done it 5 or 6 times and then T was the last leader in the game and really pushed us. I am actually incredibly proud of myself for finishing his course without dying or collapsing on the side of a wall. I haven't pushed my body as hard as I did during that outdoor training session in a long time. It felt amazing afterwards, but my muscles were screaming at me while I kept pushing, ready to collapse. When we were done with that course, we each had 10 wall runs and 10 wall climbs to finish up. Yes, after 1.5 hours of working out, I ran up and over an 8+ ft. wall... 10 times. Oh, and then did some pull ups and dips on a wall. This might not be a big deal for some of the guys I train with, but I felt like superwoman for being able to accomplish this.
It was really cool for me to start training outside, especially because it helped me work on my skills mentally... thinking about my new environment and conquering my fear of the obstacles that were new to me. That's one of my biggest challenges right now—letting my creativity flow, trusting my instincts and not over-thinking the moves I'm about to make. The only downside of training outside? I haven't built up any calluses on my hands yet so they were basically ripped to shreds by the end of the night. Okay fine, maybe only like five or six little tiny rips... still painful.
Accomplishment: pushing through the session, and getting up & over that wall 10 times
Things to work on: endurance, letting go mentally
Accomplishment: pushing through the session, and getting up & over that wall 10 times
Things to work on: endurance, letting go mentally
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