Tuesday, July 02, 2013
So I hate to jinx myself, but I am going to risk it because I am just brimming with positive energy right now and I am going to embrace it..
I have my mojo back. I lost it for a while. I was slacking on workouts, and not making too much progress in terms of increasing running distance or upping weights. I wasn't feeling strong or on top of my game. But I'm back.
Last week, I made every effort to just get back into the swing of things and set myself little daily goals. One day it was a time I was aiming to run for, another day was a distance, another day was squatting to failure (and man, oh man, did I feel that two, three and four days later). And this week I am full on back in the zone, carrying my little binder with me to the gym and filling in those little boxes on my training program with smug satisfaction (and sweating all over it...).
Tonight I ran 4 miles and did back and bis. After a long day at work and a post-work meet up with friends (at which I drank soda water with lime while they got through a few glasses of wine) and not getting home until close to 8.30pm. So now it's 10.30, and I feel super smugly proud of myself for not getting home and deciding to 'double up tomorrow', which we all know is just lazy code for 'skip it'.
I hate training biceps, too. It's my weakest muscle group. Leg day I can smash even if I'm not feeling it, but getting through my bis workout is always a chore. Not today. Today I actually caught myself smiling at myself in the mirror in between curl sets. And finishing every rep, albeit with a little "tschuh" for the last few of each set. So yay me. Congratulatory pat on the back it is.
I didn't break any PBs today, but I might as well have. I have my mojo back. I have the feeling again. This is the feeling I love. And it's this feeling I need to remember whenever that lazy other me in my head pipes up and suggests just curling up on the sofa.
This feeling is just the best ever.