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Testing week lows & highs & lows

Posted on January 13, 2015

This past week was supposed to see me testing 8 lifts to get a sense of where I’m at & where I want to go. Had it all plotted out in my notebook. Neatly. I tested 4ish. Then it turned into a deload week. What happened is no reason that’s important to you, I guess. Life things. This is why I almost always regret making fancy plans & writing in my notebook in ink — I’m capable & willing to handle the plans, but some outside influence always rolls through to derail things. And then my nice notebook has a bunch of irrelevant shit scribbled in it. In ink.  Fuck it, I only do this for exercise & fun. I’m not an athlete. On…

What’s worth a rest?

Posted on December 13, 2014

This was a 1+ week of the 5/3/1 program for me, which I like because I like all the weeks in the program equally, in the same way that you love all your children equally, except for deload weeks, which I tend to hate, sort of like how there’s that one child you hate more than the others. The 1+, of course, means you lift the program’s prescribed weight at least once, ideally a couple more times. It might not be much more than that, though. Every time this week rolls around I think of a mercifully brief conversation I had on Twitter more than a year ago that still disappoints me to this day. (Identity obscured because even though I don’t really use…

And that’s it for the half-marathon

Posted on May 4, 2014

Even before I smashed my foot with a 125-pound rock, I’d already decided to abandon the half-marathon I was supposed to run today. Yeah, remember that half-marathon I was supposed to do? It’s today. Maybe even going on now. The first few months of this year, I was following a half-marathon training plan. I wanted to retry this race, which I sucked at in 2011, & do it right this time. I wrote myself a plan mixing CrossFit, sprinting, & long-distance running. I thought if I was more disciplined & fitter, I could make it work. It went pretty fine. I had a sprinting day every week. I abandoned the sprinting almost right away because of chronically shitty weather. Sheets of never-melting ice glazed…