Thursday, January 31, 2013
Tonight I was on fire. I was incredible. My normal pattern at the gym wasn't going to work tonight. It was busy at the gym. So I thought I would try out the new equipment they had. It is some sort of elliptical thing that's kind of knee highs at the same time. It's actually a lot of fun. I did twenty minutes on there with a cool down. It was a lot of fun, I did it after doing weights so it seemed like a good idea. It was.
After that I went looking for a regular elliptical but they were broken or taken. There in my face were treadmills. I really don't like running. It's hard to tell cause of the races I do, but I don't really like it. I like doing the races cause there are fun races, you go through mud or something. That's fun.
I decided I still needed to do my workout so I got on I set the pace and started running. Normally I can only run a little and than I have to walk, I might run a little more and than I walk again. I get sort of cramps or something in my calves and instead of working through it I always, always give up. Not tonight, tonight I was amazing. I didn't have a long time to be on the treadmill, I didn't want to miss my turbo kick class. When my calves started hurting I kept going. I actually covered the part of the machine that tells me the time. I didn't want to know. I just worked my way through the mile. I said I would run to .25 a mile, when that came I told myself just got a little further. When I hit .40 of a mile I told myself well you got this far if you run half a mile think of how awesome that is.
I kept going despite my calves being a little sore, .50 came and I told myself go a little further. At .65 I said well you got this far go for 3/4th a mile. Then went I got there I realized it would be terrible if I didn't just keep going. When I hit a mile I noticed class was getting ready to start. I did a five minute warm down or pretty close and than I went to Turbo kick. But I saw when I moved the paper I put in front of the time, that I had done a mile in just under 10 minutes.
I was worried I had done to much when I started class but I still had all this energy, I worked through my tough moments, I didn't give up. I kept going.
As soon as class was over I was calling hubby, I just had to share it with someone. He said damn girl your becoming a bad @$$. He doesn't always understand why I work out, or why it's important, but in that moment I was my biggest supporter, my biggest fan. I no sooner walked in the door and he was giving me a high five and telling me I was incredible. Normally I tell him he has to say that cause we're married, but not today. Today I told him I was. Now as I'm writing this I feel really stupid because it's making me cry. It was hard and tough but I did it, Me. This was an amazing little victory but to me it's huge, it's better than number on the scale. Tomorrow I see how far I can go.