Crazy productive day today.
Dragged myself out of bed to go to the gym at 6:15 although it would have been one of those great mornings to just keep sleeping since it was one of 15 days of the year it rains in LA. Got back, did the whole productive-feel-good-about-yourself omelet breakfast. Went into "work".
On top of all of the great behind the scenes work I accomplished (drafting emails to rich men, writing newsletter articles, assessing rowing injuries, etc), I got a chance to really miss those hard, can't walk, can't talk, can't move for 2 days after type work outs that you just can't get unless you are a part of a competitive team. This morning the guys had a heavy big muscle groups lift in the gym, then topped it off with 4 x 40 sets of jumpies. This afternoon they did a pretty awesome erg/lat/pec series .. 3 times. I was jealous.
I watched the guys .. and coxswains even .. in physical pain. Their bodies were physically failing them. And I just wanted to share in more than correcting their form or a pat on the back. I spend a lot of time in the gym and sometime leave drained, but can never achieve that "if i move my body will collapse" feeling. The only times I've ever felt recently are post triathlon. The obvious answer here is to do more.. but lucky me all the triathlons I'd be able to actually complete are on weekends were my crew has races. Perfect. What's a girl to do? 
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