Wednesday, May 08, 2013
I had an absolutely exhausting day. I had planned on going to Zumba tonight, but wound up working too late for that. Sitting at work, I tried to talk myself into a workout when I got home, but I was emotionally spent. I tried to tell myself that I'd feel better after a workout, that it would be much better for me emotionally than cocooning on the couch with snacks and Netflix. I used the fact that it was just my birthday, and we still had food left over, and I had ice cream at work (So today was already blown, right?) plus that I'm PMSing to justify coming in the door, grabbing leftover pizza and cookie cake and plunking down on the couch. After sitting there for an hour, after I'd finished all the snacks and was thoroughly pissed at myself, I decided to turn the TV off. I dragged myself upstairs and put on my workout clothes. I knew I couldn't do any hard work because I'd eaten too much for that. So I decided on some reading on the recumbent bike. I set the timer for an hour, saying to myself that I'd stop if I got too tired, and put on my headphones and started up the iPod. The hour flew by while I was cocooned in my music and book. My energy level went way up, just from that little bit of activity. I felt so good by the end of the hour, that I got on the treadmill and ran for a mile. The next time I feel the need to cocoon, I'm heading for that bike instead of the couch. I have to remember this the next time I am having a hard time motivating myself. Start with something easy, the bike or a slow walk. And see how I feel. Chances are I'll feel like doing more. Getting started is the hard part. Lesson learned.