Monday, September 19, 2011
I can not believe that I couldn't make my run on Saturday. I was trying to run 40 minutes on the treadmill at the gym as per my training guide and I just couldn't do it. I push and push and screamed and cried, but to no avail. At 20 minutes in, I couldn't go any more. I wanted to just bang my head against the wall in defeat. How could this happen? Why can't I keep going?
I was already in a bad mood. All that morning, I felt unmotivated and disconnected. I felt like laying around the house all day doing nothing. It didn't help that my house was a complete disaster and I had no motivation to clean it. I thought that going to the gym would help me rejuvenate and get going again. But, after this unfortunate dilema, I was even more depressed.
I rested briefly and got back on the treadmill, hoping to get one more chance to hit my goal of 40 minutes. I got 5 minutes and I felt my body collapsing. It just wasn't having any of it. I eventually accepted my defeat and carried my things home. I crashed on my couch and gave in to what my body was trying to tell me all along. I needed to rest. I didn't get up for hours.
The next day I felt refreshed and completely charged. I took a big look at my messy house and started handing out chores to all the kids. I really felt renewed and energetic. I grabbed a broom and the garbage can and tackled the trainwreck house. With all the kids helping me, (thanks to bribing) I was able to get the entire house cleaned in a matter of hours and it seems like a whole new home and I felt like a whole new me.
I just needed to rest!