Day 278: When I woke up on Saturday morning every single cell in my body was telling me to take a break from working out. I could actually hear my thighs saying, “come on Betsy, it’s been 277 days without a proper day of rest. You can skip today.” It’s a good thing my mind was somewhere else, otherwise this blog would have been a thing of the past.
Instead of partaking in a heart pounding, sweat blinding cardio class I coaxed myself into a nice easy bike ride on my hybrid (despite years of trying, I unabashedly, admit that I still cannot change a tire on my road bike- hence why I take my hybrid when riding alone). I actually believed myself at first. I hopped on my bike, went nice and easy down to the Cherry Creek Trail and then turned on Pandora and tore away for 35 minutes out. I found groups of road bikers and tried to stay at their pace, raced to mile markers and drenched my shirt in sweat. Then I turned around and rode back in for 40 more minutes. I think I used most of my energy on my way out because I was exhausted on my way home.
When I got home, I showered and fell asleep on the couch for 20 minutes before hopping back on my bike and heading into work. It really amazed me how a little bit of a mind games really turned my workout from a “slacker day” to one of my favorite solo rides.
Day 279: Today I was feeling a little uninspired in life. Do you ever have those days? I have no idea why, I just was. I decided to go to church and follow it up with a Core Power Sculpt class; hoping that the combination of the two would make me feel better. The pastor’s message was about drawing strength from your faith and those around you. He shared this video from the 1976 Olympics that filled me up with inspiration and strength. I left church feeling renewed and I headed to class. The instructor opened up class with a song that my Mom used to play for me every morning on my Fisher Price record player, “Don’t Worry, Be Happy.” At first the song made me laugh and then it brought tears to my eyes during a minute long plank (at least I think it was the song and not the plank!).
My day started off feeling blah and by noon I was filled with motivation and reminiscent love. It catapulted the rest of my day into helping me add new elements to my bride diet/healthy life. Disclaimer: I’m not on a real diet, I am trying to make my life healthier and the wedding has helped me make these changes. I went to the store and (finally) bought Chia Seeds, Probiotics and a food journal. Here are two links that describe what I am working on and what the heck Chia Seeds are:
10 Tips to Get a Bitchin’ Bod (not really the title, but I like it better)
What motivates you when you’re feeling a little blah? How do you get unstuck when you’re convinced you can’t move? Besides the obvious 80s songs by Bobby McFerrin, of course.