I found out before that pushing yourself during exercise was more about mental barriers than it was about physical shortcomings. Yesterday, I learned a new lesson.
I went into my workout with my trainer with a lot on my mind. I've been letting my emotions get to me lately while still dealing with my break up and all the joys that come with it. I wasn't necessarily in a bad mood, per say... but it wasn't exactly a good mood either. I just had things weighing on my mind. Even though I thought I had left my thoughts at the door when I walked into the gym, I still felt their effects on my work out.
I thought I was focused, but I guess I was more distracted than I realized. I was more sluggish, my muscles were reluctant to push through harder exercises, I had a harder time catching my breath, and I really just felt tired. I still got a good workout because my trainer pushed me, but I don't feel like I really gave it my all.
Hopefully today's workout will be better. I know I'll have my good days and my bad days, and as time goes on, I'm having more good than bad. Tonight was definitely a good night. Although the day started off rough and included a visit from my ex, I was able to go to sleep and wake up feeling pretty well rested. I stepped on the scale and saw that I'd lost another 5 pounds! I'm down to 260. That made me feel like a million dollars. Another 100 lbs to go and I'll be eligible for Marine Corps enlistment.
I'll be going for my morning walk here in just a little bit if it stops storming long enough. If it doesn't stop storming, I'll just hit the gym instead. I'm going to start working on my times this week. I'm doing 2.5 miles in 45 minutes. My goal for this week is to do the 2.5 miles in less than 40 minutes. It'll be a challenge, since I'm walking with my dog, but it gives me something to work toward.
Next week, I'm going to start looking at bicycles. My birthday is coming up soon and I think I deserve one.
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