This story is best told through my Twitter updates with little interruption from me.
Since I had a hair appointment on Tuesday, I switched my speed work exercise to Wednesday. Seemed like it would be no big deal, my legs got an extra day of rest from the runs over the weekend and they were able to recover from Pilates on Monday.
Yeah, so I thought.
The time: 5:30pm
The location: Gym
The activity: Running … or so I thought.
These were sent all within twenty minutes of each other. The weather was so nice outside last night that I figured it would be worth it to at least try to move it outside. I knew at the end of the night, I would’ve exhausted all of my options.
Chris picked me up and we headed home. When we arrive, we have a package waiting for us from our photographer.
A canvas print of this photo.
I excitedly tear through the layers and layers of bubble wrap and packing tape.
Next thing I know —
The first school we went to was having work done on their field so it was closed. The second was holding some sort of event for incoming middle schoolers. I was giving up. I was also having a slight panic attack about the fact that I wouldn’t be able to complete the night’s workout because absolutely nothing was going in my favor.
We’re driving. And we both saw it.
Running around the field for forty-five minutes with Chris actually ended up being a lot of fun. My legs weren’t hurting at this point. It felt great to be outside in the sunshine and my mood quickly changed.
I made it work. I did what I had to do. And now my training is back to its regularly scheduled programming. Thank goodness.
Do you ever have nights when you just want to give up on your workout but your motivation and commitment to get it done drive you to keep going? What has been your most interesting scenario? Do you get discouraged when it doesnt work out according to plan? How do you deal with it? Let’s discuss!