B!*$H I’m Back!!!
Ok that was a bit much…. But I’m so pumped because I feel like I’m getting my fitness mojo back after experiencing a huge slump that was going on eights weeks. My lack of workout posts have likely been telling.
It started before I went on vacation, having never quite recovered from an early 2017 bout with gloominess. I told myself that I would get back on it when I returned to ‘Murica. That still didn’t happen. I then found myself in a place where I’ve averaged about one run per week over these last two months. My body and spirit haven’t been responding kindly. Couple that with the fact that I’ve been getting way too much of my calorie intake from cheddar bunnies, I knew that I just had to suck it up and get it together. Here’s how last week unfolded:
Monday: Nothing…..I let myself have this but this was it! Tomorrow I was going to workout come hell or high water.
Tuesday: I figured a short morning run was the best way to ease back in. Once I took those first few strides, I knew it was going to take some mental toughness to get through. To start, I don’t have ANY natural affinity for running so any amount of conditioning that I lose sets me back by quite a lot. By mile two I felt my spirit dampen a bit…I was putting in the effort: grunting, huffing, and puffing, but it felt like I was running through quicksand. I was so happy when it was over. The first one back is always the hardest.
Wednesday: I treated myself to an encore run courtesy of my Back On My Feet crew. Our run leader led us through 800M intervals…….and yeah……..maybe the second one back is always the hardest.
Thursday: Rest. My ego was a little bruised by this point. My sporadic knee pain also began to flare up, ugh. Hello, Thirties.
Friday: FlyWheel class with my fave instructor, Alanna. She is so cool and energetic, and has really great music. But she does not play; she refuses to let anyone phone it in near the end of class. Her last few songs will often contain some of the hardest intervals and choreography of the 45 min class. There were times when I just sat my booty on the spin bike and just tried to pedal as hard as possible because it felt like my heart was going to explode out of my chest if I stayed in third position. You would think I am a 300+ power rider the way I was carrying on.
Saturday: Went out to run 3 miles at 8pm. I’d made some baked macaroni and cheese, and sweet potato casserole earlier. With the amount of butter, cheese, and sugar that went into these dishes, I was going to have to earn some of those calories.
Sunday: Morning RippedPHL class. I skipped the treadmill portion of class and focused on strength training only. There was a great deal of shoulder and leg work (might have to moderate my water intake as my legs will probably be screaming tomorrow, and I can’t get up to pee every 30 seconds).
So there you have it; it starts with that first step! Let’s pray I can ride this wave. CONSISTENCY is KEY and SUMMER IS COMING (this is screaming for a Game of Thrones joke but I think I’ve hit my corny quota for this week).
What about you; how did you move your body this week? What do you do to get out of a fitness slump?
I hope you have a wonderful week! May you run into it head on, like this impala is running to wherever the heck s/he is going.