I got to the gym hoping Thom W would be up for a run and he was so I hurried through my core routine and headed up to the cardio loft.
No sooner had we started than Thom declares he is going for 45 minutes. Whoa… 45 minutes you say?! We usually only run for 30 but this sounded exciting so let's GO.
I'm cruising along, doing fine, then 30 minutes comes and goes and my motivation takes a freaking nosedive! In the last 15 minutes I stopped three times! Not because my legs were tired or because it was that hard to breath, my head was just not in it. I. Checked. Out.
What can you do? At least each stop was less than 10 seconds and I ran the last few minutes. Small consolation though. And did I mention that as I was spacing out on the treadmill I accidentally smacked my knuckles on the structure and tore the skin off of three of them. It hurt at the time but I thought nothing more of it and then as we're cooling down I look down and my hand looks like I just punched a concrete wall.
But reflecting back as I'm writing this I did do my core in spite of being super sleepy and I did run for 45 minutes in spite of wanting to quit outright and I did get on my bike and rolled to work in spite of threatening rain and if I don't put my banged up hand in my pants pocket it doesn't hurt. I guess today was a good day after all.
See what I just did? I turned lemons into lemonade. I'm also available for motivational speaking engagements; just give me a shout.
|Breakfast||7:00 AM - Smoothie 2.0|
|Time of Day||gym - 5:30 AM|
|Weather||upper 40s to upper 50s, cloudy, mostly dry, calm|
|Time||run - 45 min|
|Distance||run - 6.2 miles|
commute - 15 miles
|Pace||run - 5 min at 7:00 min/mile, 25 min at 6:58 min/mile, 15 min at 7:00 min/mile|
|Equipment||run - Brooks Defyance|
commute - Town Bike