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My daughter is ill. She wants to be held constantly. When she's not being held, she is whining and even when she is being held, she frequently whines then too. I have had to wash her bed sheet and blanky twice this weekend, clean her carpet and was 2 loads of towels because she has been vomiting. Night time seems even worse, though I am sure its only the exhaustion talking. I would say that Friday night offered me only 25 minutes of sleep per hour as she woke up constantly and last night bore me little more sleep.
So, this morning, when I woke up with a sore throat and a headache, and my eyelids felt like they had become lead weights, my mind got on to the dirty work of justifying the flake out. After all, I started on Wednesday and if I didn't run until tomorrow, I'd still be getting in all my workouts within the week. I lamely sputtered out something to that effect to my husband who is the least flaky person I know. If I was going to skip my run this morning, he wasn't going to give me the absolution I wanted. He's proud of what I am undertaking here and is doing his part to support me in that pursuit so he wasn't going to support me in my desire to flake out on day three.
I decided to take some Advil, have a little breakfast and wait for the worst to pass, which it did. So a few hours later than planned, I dressed, laced up, and took to the streets! It's funny to me how this whole exercise thing works, the way it comes in layers of love and hate, dread and desire, exhilaration and fatigue. It starts as dread for me, but desire gets me out the door and gets me started. Exhilaration sets in and keeps me moving until the fatigue and hate require me to channel the desire again. But once I am back home, its all love. I feel good and I feel good about myself. I love that.
I was still feeling pretty winded by the end of today's workout, so I think I'll slip in one extra week 1 workout before I move on to the week 2 workout. I was for sure a lot better off than I was the first time and am feeling very encouraged and confidant that I'll be running 5K in 8 more weeks. With my desire, the support of my friends, family, and my husband, I know that I CAN DO IT!
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The best thing about the weekend is that if you don't get to go at your planned time, there is usually another opportunity. I almost always run both days on the weekend - sometimes at 7am, sometimes at 1pm, sometimes at 5:30pm - whenever there is time and I'm feeling good. Way to go - getting through this was huge, soon you will be totally hooked! You can do it!!
ReplyDeleteThanks once again. I really love and appreciate your encouragement. Iam so glad that Matt helped get ,e out the door today because I know that I'll remember the next time I want to flake that even though I felt so bad, I came home feeling so good. Have a great start to your week and hope to keep hearing from you :-)
ReplyDeletereading your blog has made me decide I definitely will start this. I've downloaded the podcasts and I'm going to start :) Good luck with yours! Soon I'll be feeling your pain too!!
ReplyDeleteWoot-woot! I am so glad I helped you make that first step! Good luck and remember YOU CAN DO IT!!!
ReplyDeleteI just found your blog and I love it! I started Week 1 Day 1 this morning and it was a lot tougher than it looked on paper (well, on my computer screen). But I know exactly what you mean about all those emotions that goes along with exercising. I felt so good once I was back home. I can't wait to continue reading your journey - it will be nice that you're a couple of days ahead of me so I can have some kind of idea of what the next time will be like. :) Good luck!
ReplyDeleteTheresa, I just saw your post on facebook and I'm happy I visited your blog. Even though I haven't had kids or have had the same exact experiences as you, your words echo a lot of what I feel about my body, myself and exercise. I'm bookmarking your blog and even though I'm not writing about my journey (I'm finished W4D1 yesterday), I am excited to read about yours and letting it help inspire me to keep moving forward. I know we can *both* do it!!!
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