Thirty Thirty

Yesterday was my 30th birthday. Speedy and I are almost Birthday Buddies, but I’m glad that I have my own day, that way I am not spending my birthday at Chuck E. Cheese for the rest of my life.

Since night wakings, homeschooling and letting my husband go to the gym prevent me from going to the gym, I have an awesome garage gym, mostly thanks to my dad’s generosity and welding skills. I can be very self-motivating and disciplined, and I actually enjoy getting to workout on my own (or with Sugar since she wakes up early to join me), so not getting to go to the gym hasn’t been much of a bummer for me. And I like getting to pick out the workouts I want to do, though my form on some of my lifts is suffering from lack of coaching.

Anyway, that was a long way to introduce the Thirty Thirty, and here is a picture of Sugar testing out my pull-up bar that Thomas made for me.

Earlier this month, the Crossfit main site posted a workout that I thought sounded epic, for lack of a better word. I decided that doing 50 reps of so many movements seemed a bit much, but thought that it would be fun to do the same workout scaled to 30 reps to celebrate my 30th birthday. I subbed good mornings for back extensions and did kipping pull-ups instead of jumping (big mistake, my arms were dead).

I woke up at 6 a.m. on my birthday and headed out to the driveway. As I warmed up, I thanked God for my life, the past 30 years, and this body that He created. It was a nice way to get ready for a workout. Thomas woke up after I had started and snapped a couple of pictures.

It was a great way to start my day! I even had sweat dripping into my ears.

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