Friday, December 09, 2011
The amusing thing about working out is how much time I spend lying to myself.
"Just get through one set. I won't make you do the second set. It'll be fine."
"You don't have to do the WHOLE lower body strength routine. Just do these couple exercises. Then I'll let you stop."
"If you get through the whole strength routine, I won't make you do cardio. It'll be fine."
"Okay, I'm only going to make you do 10 minutes of cardio, then you can quit."
"Oh, now we're through 20 minutes. You can make it the whole 30, can't you?"
And carried on that wave of lies, I find myself beached on the shore of Workout Done.
Thursday, December 08, 2011
Apparently much of what I was miserifying about can be chalked up to...lady problems, shall we say? As I get further into this perimenopausal state, I'm definitely being impacted by the monthly hormonal swing much more dramatically than I have been since high school. It reminds me to be grateful for all those years I didn't have any real problems, but it's not much fun.
Still, we have now reached the just plain crampy, headachy and vaguely grumpy stage, and I don't feel like crying every moment. By tomorrow, I should be pretty much back to myself for another month.
Wednesday, December 07, 2011
Well, the bad eating has caught up to me in the form of the scale inching up 5 pounds. But my period is due, so I'm not getting panicky about it, just determined to get back on track.
Which meant that I got myself downstairs and did both my lower body and core workouts, ignoring the signs of impending doom. By the time I got back up off the floor and headed for the ski machine, though, the giant headache could no longer be rebuffed. I am definitely feeling out of sorts.
So though I didn't get in the aerobic portion of the scheduled workout, I'm pleased that I got in as much as I did. If some Advil and resting get me past this, I'll head down there this evening and try again.
My current mantra is, "I am NOT getting sick. I am NOT getting sick...."
Monday, December 05, 2011
Neither hubs nor I wanted the weekend to end, so we both stayed up too late, then couldn't sleep, and so I'm 3 hours late getting up. On the plus side, it means I got my 8 hours. But it also means I'm in my wake-up-with-Spark phase when I should alread be through that and finishing up my workout phase of the day.
Well, I have no appointments today, so I'm just moving everything back a little. But tomorrow morning I must rouse myself at that first alarm!
Sunday, December 04, 2011
I finished a humungous work contract on Friday, and decided that I would not, under any circumstances, be doing any work this weekend. It's been quite lovely.
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