I felt good enough to write myself a small workout, stuff that wouldn’t aggravate my shoulder too much. It turned out like this:
Looking at what I wrote I thought, Lamest. Workout. Ever. (Except for the deck squats; those are cool, so I have that to look forward to.) I guess I could have written myself something a little more varied and exciting, but at this point I was still feeling too sorry for myself.
This was one of my “weeping workouts. Yes, sometimes I cry when I workout. A lot times, for me, my workouts are about more than PRing a lift or time. They’re more about overcoming my own self-imposed limitations; fear, self-doubt and self-loathing.
And it never fails; no matter what the workout is, I always finish feeling stronger than when I started. I was about half-way into my squats when I felt my victim mentality start to slip away and my fierce come back out. My mindset shifted from one of limitation and restriction, to one of confidence and self-assurance.