Good morning lovely people.
I wanted to chat about something that I encountered yesterday during my workout. Is anyone else having a day lately? Or having a week? It certainly feels like I am, and no matter how desperately try to flip it around and inject as much positive energy into my BRAIN as possible, something comes along and knocks me down again or pulls my focus away. Such is life, right?
First thing’s first, I had big plans to get an early workout in before the work day began. In the early hours of the morning I woke to the sound Nala throwing up. Gee, that’s a nice alarm. I took her out, cleaned it up, then went back to bed. By the time my alarm went off at 5am I was already frustrated about having to get up only a few hours ago, and I was less than thrilled at the thought of getting dressed, driving to the gym, and the whole scenario in general. So, I stayed in bed for another hour and a half, then carried on with my usual morning routine and the day ahead. The day itself was busy as usual; the whole week has been crazy for me lately, but it just means the week is flying by that much faster.
This whole “struggle” thing came to a head last night after work when I was running. I had a plan to do 8km on the treadmill since it was so icy, dark & freezing outside. Okay, yep. That’s doable. I have done that probably 100 times. So, I got dressed, hopped on the treadmill and got started. The first 15 minutes weren’t so bad, but in the back of my mind I kept on thinking about how tired my legs are, why are my legs so tired? Why does this feel so hard? Okay let’s pick up the pace. Nope, okay. Let’s take a breather. Okay wow, why can’t I do this? ETC. ETC. ETC. I basically spent the last few minutes on the treadmill having a pity party and feeling so discouraged. 99% of the time I am pretty damn good at snapping myself back to reality and getting back in the zone. However, I am human too! I go through funks (whether it’s workout related, personal, whatever) just as much as the next person. The only difference is I share it on the Internet for everyone to see and judge ; ) And not in the Facebook status way either. I’m not one of those people.
All humor aside, it was definitely a moment where I struggled to even complete a workout. Sometimes that mind/body connection isn’t there, and that’s okay. At least I still went for a run, right? I have to admit, in the last mile that I ran I was thinking about how great it would be to just have a cinnamon bun, maybe a glass of wine, OOH chocolate sounds good. And then I went inside and made a smoothie with spinach and all these weird hippie spirulina chlorella green juice ingredients. You think I’m joking, but I’m not. Ryan was thrilled to see a huge jug of green juice in the fridge : ) Hehe. All that I was concerned about at this point was putting my pajamas and my big housecoat on and vegging for the rest of the night. The run is done, it wasn’t great, it’s been a challenging week, but life rolls on.
Then, Ryan came home with these. He must’ve known that I was in a mood (again… I may have been in a mood yesterday too). I swear he has ESPN or something ; ) That is a Mean Girl’s reference for those who didn’t get that. In all seriousness though, it was a nice ray of sunshine to my day and kind of brought me back to the real world. Reality isn’t inside of my little struggle box. No, reality is at home with my family who support me and help me through these funks. Besides, a struggle is a struggle and it’s only temporary.
“It is just a bad day, not a bad life.”
Wishing you all a great Thursday filled with lots of good coffee & positive vibes! : )