Get the Funk Out!
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
I have been lazy. L-A-Z-Y.
If you know me, you probably wonder what the heck I’m talking about. I just ran a 10K, I exercise a lot, I’m on the go all the time. Not what most people would consider lazy. The 10K was AWESOME. I felt a fire I hadn’t felt in a while. Then I went back to being lazy.
Here’s what I mean: for the past couple of weeks, something has been missing. Motivation has waned. I’ve been working out, but not as much as I had been. I’ve had a hard time getting out there to run, and when I do run, I’ve been doing the treadmill to avoid the hills in my neighborhood. I skipped Zumba yesterday, something that I VERY rarely do. I’ve been eating like crap, because I’ve been too lazy to prepare the food I bought at the grocery store (you know, washing strawberries and grapes, etc). I’ve been buying lunch at work because I’ve been too lazy to pack my lunchbag in the morning. Showering seems like a chore again. My weight is holding steady, but I feel like I’m slowly backsliding to the me I was a year ago, and I don’t like it. Not one bit. Until today, I didn’t really know what to do about it. Every day, I keep saying, I’m going to do xy and z, but then I give myself “permission” to do z, but skip x and y. I’ve been making excuses.
I’m attributing this “funk” to the stress of my impending job change. I’m a worrier. I’m leaving a perfect job (other than the commute), for a new job. I always worry when I start new jobs that I won’t live up to what I sold in the interview. I worry that I will hate my new boss. I worry that I will hate what I have to do on a daily basis. I worry about the fact that I won’t have a paycheck for the next month. Worry. Worry. Stress. Stress. Worn out. L-A-Z-Y.
I dragged myself down to the gym today, just because I felt like I needed to. I was going to run, but I didn’t have my running shoes or earphones, so I decided not to risk injuring myself by wearing the wrong shoes just to run for the sake of running. So, I settled on the elliptical. I set it on level 2, with random hills, then proceeded to play Words with Friends on my phone for a bit. I was kind of “phoning it in”. BTW – it was freaking HOT in the gym, which was NOT helping. Then something clicked as I was watching my profile in the mirror next to the elliptical and admiring cringing at the side view of my belly.
Being lazy is what got me that belly. Being lazy is what got me to 260 pounds. Being lazy is NOT what got me down to 220 pounds. Being lazy is NOT what got me to finish that half marathon. Being afraid of what people think of me when I’m lifting weights is NOT what got me strong shoulders. SUCK IT UP WORKOUT GIRL!!
At that exact moment, I put my damn phone down and killed the rest of the time on the elliptical. I did 2.2 miles and burned over 400 calories in 30 minutes. Then…I went and grabbed 10 lb dumbbells, got on the floor on my back and did lying dumbbell flies, tricep extensions, torso twists with one dumbbell, and a whole bunch of other random acts of fitness. I also completed week 1, day 2 of the 100 pushup training program…16 pushups. In between my sets of pushups, I did various crunches, situps, and leg lifts. I already feel stronger. I was focused on my arm muscles when I was doing those pushups, and they were much easier than they were 2 days ago. When I was done, I went and bought a salad and grapes for lunch. You know what? It was just as satisfying as the cheesesteak and french fries I had yesterday for lunch. (I know, I can hear your collective gasp.)
So, as of right now, I’m back. You didn’t know I was gone, but I did. The funk is gone, and I’m doing this. The right way. Again.