The alarm goes off and I hit snooze...too tired!  9 minutes later, the damn thing is screeching in my ear again.  I roll out of bed, put on my gym clothes, double check that I have 5:1 minute intervals today, and I'm out the door.  The gym was packed again today and I'm not really feeling the vibe in the air today.  I am glad that I'm up and at the gym for day 2, but boy am I tired and a tad-bit sore.
I get on the treadmill, ready to run!  Wha-whooo.  I take my girlfriends advice...'slow down at the start of the training...I can always pick up the pace later'!  So I start my pace at a 10:30 minute mile.  I'm cruising along, check my time, and it's only been 2 minutes!  I think, "this is going to SUCK!"  And it did.  I make the 5 minutes, but barely.  I take my much need 1 minute walk, but am NOT ready to run another 5.  So I take just one more minute to psych myself up.  I make it 3 minutes and can't breathe, so I slow down the pace.  I make it another 30 seconds and the sounds around me become distorted and I'm losing my peripheral vision.  I think "oh shit, here I go!"  I catch myself on the side railings and take the pace WAY down to a slight walk.  After I recover, I try to pick the pace back up, but it's not happening.  Too bad!  I finish the walk for the rest of the 30 minutes, but am aggravated the entire time that I couldn't do it.
Once I'm home, I hit the shower and try to problem solve "why couldn't I finish?"  The solution I've come to is:  one, I didn't eat enough the night before (although I wasn't hungry); two, I didn't eat the "right" kinds of foods the day before; three, I was tired and didn't get enough rest.  Or maybe it's a combination of the three?  I decided to take the next two days off to make sure I recover and eat right, and to make sure I don't discourage myself. 
Sounds like a plan!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
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well you inspired me to go to the gym this morning. which I KNOW is your main purpose in working out;) I'm proud of you for going...see you Monday:)
ReplyDeletejust got out of the gym... i'm JUST under 200lbs. yes, i know it's because i have a very health baby and that i'm full of freakin muscle, so i'm always going to be a high weight... but it doesn't matter psychologically. :(
ReplyDelete...and running only makes running easier! when i was doing ROTC (groups help me A LOT), i could run 4 miles with no problem. (and that was an ARMY mile, NOT an AIR FORCE mile.) the first time i went to run, though, i had a panic attack... and felt like an effing tard.
just keep running.