Monday, April 02, 2012
Hip is back to being pain-free. Twitch is gone. Joy and rapture, I can run again!
Note to self: Do not let your exuberance push your pace or you will die. The end.
So I planned to go to the gym this morning (like every morning) and I didn't. I'm getting so tired of seeing the same number on the scale every day. Although, as Mark says, "at least it's not going up."
There ya' go again, thinking positively.
So anyway, I know it's my own fault that number is not going down. I should get up and go to the effing gym. But I'm tired.
Like really, really tired. All the time.
And I think it's for a couple reasons. Really simple, easily fixable reasons. A) I don't go to bed early enough. Any bed time before 11:30 PM can go f*ck itself.
And therefore, any time before 9 AM can go f*ck itself, too.
and my B) reason: I'm afraid to injure myself again.
Lastly, my C) reason: I don't have any reasons. Only excuses.
There is a big difference (one I think most of us don't care to admit) between a reason and an excuse. Reasons are legitimate, unavoidable causes for derailment of activity. Excuses are a sh*tpile of words to justify why you are choosing to do or not do something. Reasons are roadblocks. Excuses are ways we make ourselves feel better.
If we have a serious reason for not doing something (ie: my hip flexor is on fire; probably not the best idea to run), then that is a-ok. If you are making an excuse for not doing something (ie: I'm to tiiirrreeeddd...waaaahhhhh), grow the f*ck up and get over it.
Make the changes you need to see the results you want.
It's simple math. If you want outcome C, then you need to add A and B together.
Outcome C is: I want to do well at my half marathon.
Word problem (excuses): I am too tired. I am afraid of injury. I don't have the time.
Equation solution: For result C of fatigue, add going to bed earlier. Cutting back on caffeine and alcohol. Eating protein-rich foods. Sleep in a cool, dark room. Drink tea prior to bedtime. Subtract concern over people calling you old for going to bed at a reasonable hour.
Equation solution: for result C, fear of injury, add plenty of stretching, a slow warm up and cool down. Ice and NSAIDs for pain.
Equation solution: for result C of not having the time, add prior two solutions plus making the effing time.
Done and done.
I was never good at math, but this seems logical to me. When we want something, often we find ourselves self-sabotaging. Sometimes fear makes us go there. But whatever the cause of doing it, we need to get out of our own way and simply choose what we want. We know how to get there. We just need to admit to ourselves that we are ready to accept that challenge.
Happiness = adding choice plus challenge. The greatest results always come when we succeed at something we never thought we would. So quit with the excuses and take a little arithmetic to heart.