Why I Love Rugby – A Continuation

I’m STOKED for this season. It will be my second season of practice. I haven’t played any games yet — but that not withstanding — something about being on a team as fantastic as this one is a reward in itself.

Camaraderie Just Ain’t Cutting It

Perhaps it was what I retained from high school history classes but when I hear “camaraderie” I think “comrade.”

What you experience with being on a team like this is a the foundations of genuine friendships. Observe:

I remember in the first season feeling extremely self conscience. Especially as I’ve played rugby before and I expect a lot from myself. I still expect a lot from myself, but the team has come to know me and what to expect from me as well so when I give up on myself (for example, if I don’t hold the plank position for the full 30 seconds) they’re offering words of encouragement and pushing you (pushing me) when normally, at home, you would just give up.

And that is so refreshing.

You Want A Workout? You’ll Get One

The camaraderie aside, which I cherish more than playing any game (albeit I say that not having played a game in over 5 years), I also love the workout.

Well, I hate it. HAAAAATE the workout — during that is.

I want to keel over; just pass out and have them practice without me (a certain 7s practice comes to mind), but I don’t. Regardless of feeling dizzy because it’s 111 degrees outside which is not atypical for us desert rats when I return to my air-conditioned car I began to feel my body relax. I feel that I just had a great workout.

Leading Us In To Battle

Thirdly, I’m excited about this coach. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had the “friend” coach who wants to make sure the collective is happy as opposed to make some of the girls cross (for talking, for example) so we could focus on strategies that would create a winning team.

I believe this coach is extremely knowledgable and extremely patient. He gives the women a lot of credit and, on his part, that’s very smart as he understands that we’re an intellectual bunch and will over-think things (guilty!) and ask a lot of questions and he encourages that.

But when he’s teaching, he’s the only voice. Afterwards he’ll open it up to discussion or questions. I find this another great technique as we also have the ability to talk amongst ourselves, banter, get off topic and, ultimately, lose momentum for the drill we were working on.

In summary, I’m very encouraged for what will be my first Fall Season in a very, very long time.

Clean Living | Weigh In

Day 2 of clean eating and exercising. Making progress.

Morning Weight Evening Weight
131 130.6

Warrior Dash Training Gets Serious. Sorta.

The training to see if I can run 3.5 miles continues. I did not say it goes well, but it goes.

Monday of this week, some fellas (also doing the Warrior Dash with me) decided we need to get ready for this event and strapped on our sneakers and off we went.

Not shown in this little graphic is how the first leg of the run was up A Mountain in Tempe, which for a stocky little mountain the going was all vertical and for me, a little stocky as well, this sucked. Feeling the burn in our calves but not the rest of our bodies it was decided to trek on to run alongside Tempe Town Lake.

Correction: It was more of run/jog/walk.

I’m pleased with the first group’s run and my efforts, even though I was gasping for air towards the end.

[Insert picture here of “gasping athlete”]

TANGENT ALERT – Google Images Strikes Again

I searched for “athlete gasping for air” and this came up. WAH? Is this an attractive butt? I think not!

muscular butt, not attractive butt
That's scary!

However, this is an attractive behind:
Gene Kelly's sexy butt from American in Paris



The training continues tonight and I may take pictures so you can legitimately see my progress. Oh joy!

Or, I can continue to find obscure images that encapsulates my struggles as an out-of-shape athlete.

Like this one:

laying in the mud
I'm in it for the mud.