So right now, I have all of the side effects of cutting weight (e.g., crankiness, dead muscles, no energy, hunger, thirst, craving for salt) but none of the benefits, i.e., losing weight. In fact, I think I’ve gained a pound…. Something’s broken. Likely me. Hopefully only my scale, but likely me. Bah.
I got my CSA farm share last night, and there were blueberries and cherries in there. I took them home & washed them. When my brother came in, he asked if he could have some. When I mentioned that I was cutting weight for the tournament, which meant I couldn’t eat them so he could have them all, he started doing a happy dance there in the kitchen. Then he sat at the kitchen table saying, “I love blueberries!” as he ate them with a spoon. I did remind him that I hadn’t had carbs in a few days so he’d better not taunt me too much, at which point he did get quiet but began to shovel blueberries faster into his mouth.
I seriously considered not even going this morning. I’m tired and cranky and wasn’t even packed. I even got up and sat on the couch to consider my options. But, fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately), my brain does not work terribly quickly at 6am, so I ended up grabbing a gi, clothes, towels, and lunch and even made it class on time.
Short warmup. My left shoulder crapped out on alligators; it’s been giving me issues the last few weeks. (Bah, reminds me — I forgot stuff to put on it today.) Doesn’t bother me in rolling, just in things like pushups and alligators. Already exhausted at this point and again questioning why I even came.
Partnered up to do the omoplata situp from armbar — just the transition — for 3-min rounds. Okay, wait, now I’m exhausted. Then drilled 5-min rounds of full omoplata from armbar.
Rounds. Two with Lauren, one with Arkeif, and one with Eamon. I was gripping more tightly than I thought I would be able to, but I couldn’t move fast at all or keep a solid frame against anything. And now I’m really tired…
This is the last training session before the tournament for me. Rest of the week is to recover and to hopefully move these pounds that don’t seem to want to leave the party…