I Just Can't Do It... Work Out, That Is

Lest you think I am a bright shiny example of daily exercise, which you shouldn't anyway, but just to make sure...

My week consisted of only 3 workouts last week.

Monday I swam a mile and cycled 12 at the JCC.  I added some hill intervals, because I like to mix it up.

Tuesday I 'rested'.

Then there was Wednesday... this was the day of my mini sized meltdown!

I can't really pinpoint a reason, or what specifically triggered it, but I was a bit emotional on Wednesday.

The beginning of my week was fine.  M left out of town on Sunday and I was doing great until Wednesday.

Wednesday I knew I had a bunch to do so I ran 5 miles on the treadmill in the morning.  I was hoping to get some 'happy juice'/endorphins running through me.

It didn't work!

I had a challenging day.

I just wanted to cry, I felt sorry for myself, my burden felt heavy... uh-sad.

Maybe it was the rain, M being gone, hormones?  I can blame it on hormones right?

I often face my own loud heady voices and the one that says 'jack of all trades, master of none' was shouting in my head that day!

But, I still watched kids, took dinner to a family that had a new baby, wrote a blog post, fed my own kids a good dinner...

I didn't feel like talking to M that night.  I thought it would make me feel more sad.  I picked up his second call.  We talked, it was good, but I just needed the day to be over!

A new day is sometimes all I need to get myself going again.

Thursday - New day... Better?  Um, not so much!  I still felt yuck, no need or desire to workout!

I had an appointment at a store I recently found.  I was taking in my creations to sell there.

This was part of the lift I needed!  It's a pretty cool story and it deserves it's own post.

When I came home from that I found this at my front door...

Well, that works too!  My babe sent me flowers, and a text that reminded me of things I sometimes forget.

It was good.

I'd like to say I was ready to work out on Friday.  I certainly felt better.  I wanted to want to, but I still didn't!

I didn't panic.  I know I'm ok if I miss a day or two occasionally.

Sometimes a step back is good for me, with all of the things I do.

I went with it.  Took another day off!

Saturday, with my legs all fresh, I took off to do the bike and run of the Olympic distance.

It went well.  It felt good to be out.  It felt good to want it again.

I had a good bike ride, fueled just a couple of times with Gatorade.  The wind was in my face on the way home.  It was a good workout at the end.

On my way home I saw a biker stopped looking at something, so I looked on my way past.  There was a baby fawn hiding in the grass.  It was so cool!  There are deer everywhere here.

I told myself that I didn't really care about my time this round, that I just wanted to complete the distances.

I'm happy with my times though!

I drank when I got home then put my fuel belt on and headed out.

I ate a Gu right away and drank some.

My first two miles were quick.  I guess not feeling my legs really is beneficial for me!

I tried to slow myself down a little to pace.

Around mile 3 I could feel my legs again, the heaviness that comes with running.

Again I spotted 2 baby fawns.  This time it was as a car was slowing to turn... fortunately because that baby darted out into the road, it would've been hit.  The other fawn was with the mother, on the front lawn of the house I was running past!  It's so crazy to me to live in the suburbs... with deer!

Overall I'm happy with the workout.

I'm feeling confident and prepared for the tri which is in 2.5 weeks.

I just need to get out in the open water now... 

Coming soon...

I bought waterproof, wireless headphones.  Hear all about it!

My Sprint Tri recap... yep this race was what 2 years ago?  Still haven't written about it.

Finishing my Tri training...

A Tri In The Buff race recap!  Yahoo.

Do you get anxious when you miss a workout?

Have you raced a triathlon?

If you could only do one... bike, swim or run?