This week was so much better. Thank goodness! I find that I am trying really hard to not stay in a rut whenever I get in one. It’s not good for anyone, but especially me.
We finally announced our pregnancy on social media! This kind of kicked off the week for me. Starting off a good, happy note.
Jolee Kae will be here in MAY!
The main thing that has been weighing on me from last week was my second job. I felt as though I needed to get a couple of really important things accomplished and then I would reevaluate my stance on quitting.
I got the tasks accomplished that I wanted to and then it was decision time. I knew if I quit, I would have to just quit. Even though the people I am working for are great people, I knew that I would need to just cut it off. Like, no two week notice or anything. Only because I knew they would just keep reeling me in for more or offer me more money. I didn’t want either to happen so I knew that I would just need to cut them off completely.
I ended up writing a letter of resignation on Monday.
I wanted to sleep on it before just sending it to make sure I was for real okay with this. I feel like I got all the signs I needed from God, because the next day, I opened up my email for that company and I had roughly 20 emails within a 12 hour period of things they wanted me to do and only about 3 pertained to bookkeeping. I had no desire to accomplish any of them. I just knew this is what I needed.
I reread my letter of resignation that I wrote the day before. I called Scott and told him that I was going to send my letter to them. He was obviously okay with it, especially if it was going to salvage my mental health. As soon as I got off the phone with Scott, I sent the letter and I instantly felt relief. Like, relief that I had never felt before. I knew this is what I needed to do.
I’m trying so hard to practice more self care.
Letting go of my second job was step one.
Step two was rewarding myself with time away from my family to “reset”. I felt ALL the mom guilt for this. And I don’t even know why because I stepped away from Scott and the kids while they were napping. So it wasn’t like I was missing anything.
I tried something new for self care that came recommended to me.
I went to a local company that provides a float therapy and halo therapy experience.
The float therapy is lukewarm water with a shit ton of epsom salt in a huge tub, essentially. It’s probably quadruple the size of a regular tub. The salt literally makes you float. You could not sit on the bottom of the tub if you tried.
I was so excited to try this because I’m pregnant and you aren’t supposed to lay on your back or your stomach, but this would give me the ability to do both. For my stomach, they gave me a pool noodle to put under my arm. Overall, it was a good experience, BUT, the salt irritated my lady parts…Like, burned them. They have a shower that you get in before and after and I had to get out early and shower everything off because I was so irritated.
I ended up talking to the owner after my float and I told her about it. She said they had this complaint from two other people, one was a pregnant woman, and one was their teenage daughter. They basically chalk to up to hormones, which makes sense. She was so apologetic. I reassured her that it was not her fault at all and I would 100% try this again after my pregnancy. She told me if I liked the halo therapy, she would give me a free credit since I had a less than ideal experience with the float therapy.
The halo therapy is a salt cave. It’s a small room that has salt all over the floor and while you are in there, salt is grinded up and dispersed into the air. This is probably the most relaxing thing that I have ever done in my life. You literally just sit there in a dim room and you are allowed to sleep, or scroll on your phone, or just sit there and take it all in. I turned off my phone. I went back and forth between being awake and dozing off. It was amazing.
Both the float therapy and the halo therapy have a multitude of benefits, but for me, I wanted to do these for anxiety and depression.
With my overwhelming emotions from last week, I just wanted to “reset” and chill out. It totally worked and I would 100% do it again. It was exactly what I needed.
Tuesday, February 5
Strength
Power Clean
2×2 @ 50% = 65#
1×2 @ 65% = 85#
1×2 @ 75% = 95#
1×2 @ 80% = 105#
5×2 @ 83% = 110#
Did all of these from the hang. I can no longer pull from the floor
Metcon
10 rounds
1 min AMRAP
5 TTB
8 box jumps
2 laps sandbag carry
1 min rest
Modified TTB to knees above 90, and modified box jumps to step ups
Wednesday, February 6
Strength
Strict Press
Find a 3RM – 75#
These felt really good given the deltoid issues that I’ve been having. Coach is hoping the DB work from last week helped.
Metcon
12 min AMRAP
10 S2OH 95/65
15 box jump overs
My score was 6+3. I did all S2OH at RX weight and unbroken. Little things like that make me feel normal again. Modified box jumps to box step overs
Friday, February 8
Strength
Block Deadlifts
1×3 @ 45% = 124#
1×3 @ 55% = 151#
1×3 @ 65% = 179#
1×3 @ 75% = 206#
2×3 @ 85% = 235#
2×3 @ 75% = 206#
These felt okay. My back started hurting towards the end because I wasn’t squeezing my glutes.
Metcon
20 min EMOM
odd: 3 power clean 135/95
even: 30 double unders
Did all of the power cleans at RX weight, from the hang. My back was definitely screaming at the end of this one. I did not want to jump rope at all during this because of my hemorrhoids. So I rowed 5 calories instead.
