Sunday, February 12, 2012

From Halfer to Slacker

It's been one week since the half marathon, and I would love to say that I have been rocking it every day since. But the truth is far from that.  I haven't. 

I had a really, REALLY bad day on Tuesday, and it zapped my energy.  Thursday, which is the exercise night I most look forward to, didn't even sound appealing.  I told Kelly I wasn't going to Zumba, because "I just don't feel like it!"  Then I thought about it and thought that is precisely why I should go to Zumba. 

After texting with Tiffany, she told me I would be going and I would be there 40 minutes early to get my weight training in, too. 

Well, I didn't get there 40 minutes early; I got there 25 minutes early.  And although I felt like I wasn't giving it my all, I did give enough to have some sore abs.  And we were in Zumba, and I did try to give it my all, but I didn't.  When a song came on that I didn't like, I really just half-assed it.  And the same with new songs that I didn't know. 

I did manage to work up a sweat, but it wasn't the same intensity as usual.  But I am glad I did go.  Because it's all I did all week.

We were set to run Saturday morning, a slow six miles as prescribed by Coach Ric.  But Kelly's daughter was sick all night, and the two margaritas I had the night before plus the 40 degree weather was enough to motivate me to stay in bed.

Slacker!  I know!

So today, I was all set to Zumba my heart out and get a good run in too.  But then I remembered that I had made early dinner plans with my daughter and my friend Mindy. 

I'm chalking this up to a slacker week.  Actually, let's call it a recovery week.  That sounds better.  Maybe only half true, but better nonetheless. 

But that will change.  I'll give myself this week, but I am back on the wagon tomorrow.

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