I'm all about women exercising their right to comfortably express themselves in whatever way they want, whether it's colouring their hair unusual colours, not shaving their legs, or simply going au natural with no make-up, but tonight I think a few of my Korean members think I'm definitely one of these "free spirited" women.
Let me set the scene...
Today I was feeling a bit off but just thought it was my body feeling a kind of aftermath effect from the craziness of yesterday. So I put on a fun tank top and slipped into my black and white zebra leggings -- my zebra leggings always kick my Polish butt into a good mood.
In the early evening I had noted that my tummy felt upset but I simply passed it off as being the extra hot peppers I had in my egg omelet. I quickly wolfed down my omelet and then started up a crossfit class that focused on training the whole body. There were 7 in my first class after my dinner and then 5 in another. In one of the four sets I had them hold a sumo squat pose and do 8 front lateral raises and then 8 overhead raises with a dumbbell while holding that squat pose. And, like always, I demonstrated both before the class participants started and during the set itself. So there I was, legs completely wide open in sumo squat pose and barbell in hand.
It wasn't until after my second post-dinner class that I decided to go to the bathroom -- a quick pee break. It was then that I saw something that I seriously almost burst into tears over. The entire crotch part of my pants was red and, as it turns out, that upset tummy was because I had just had my period. It wasn't a lot of blood but given that it had mixed with the sweat from me coaching, it had spread out. Throw in the fact that my pants are more white than black with the zebra print and ya, there was NO WAY those in my class didn't see it, especially those who were standing right in front of me. No one had said anything to me but really, I mean, what could they have said?! Exactly.
I stood in the bathroom stall for a bit, wondering what the heck I was going to do and how could I show my face now. I decided my best bet was to take a shower and hope that members who were in my class would be gone after my shower... no such luck. One of the female Hulkies who had attended one of my classes was waiting outside of the shower stall, waiting for me to finish. I ended up taking her aside and asking her if she had seen anything strange on my pants during class. She said no and so then I explained to her my discovery. It was then that we both agreed that if ever something strange like this were to happen again to either to of us that we'd tell each other, regardless of how uncomfortable it may be to do so.
Snickers was all too happy to hear that I had had my period, it's really a rare occasion for me but lately it's been happening more than I'd like it to. Snickers says it means my body is becoming healthier and more "normal". I like the healthier part but "normal" has never been a word I've ever wanted to fill. I have always been more than happy with having it only 3-4 times a year and not because it means no cramps or whatnot that most females get but because it meant the possibility of me getting pregnant wasn't even a thought. I've come to really regard this "abnormality" as a pure blessing in disguise. This year, however, I've already had it three times and I'm not liking this fact. And while Snickers thinks it's a sign that my body is getting healthier and more normal, I vouch that it must mean I'm not training as intensely or are as active as I used to in the past. The fact that I haven't had a fight in awhile definitely plays a role here too because the demands on my body from the excessive training required for a fight mixed with having to drop mad weight in such a short period of time puts a lot of added stress on my body.
I don't have such stress anymore but oddly enough I do miss it, I do. It's odd to say that I do but I liked it better when I was always in pre-fight training mode and focused. I don't have a fight scheduled yet and I'm itching to do so. Tonight's situation was by far the most embarrassing situation I've had in such a long time but the more and more I thought about it the more and more it made me miss the ring and miss the challenges that came with getting ready to step into it. I want the challenge... I need the challenge. To train so hard needs a focus and right now my focus seems to be solely on getting my members through their training and motivating them. I'm proud to push them through their training and help them reach their own personal fitness goals but I need something for myself.
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