Yesterday was a crappy training day. It began with Abigail (one of my cats) waking me and MLH up at 3 am in the morning. MLH was able to go back to sleep but I couldn’t. Instead I tossed and turned, thought of a gazillion things, listened to the rain and managed to get myself into a bad mood. MLH woke up at 4:30 am to go to the gym. I decided to try to get more sleep. I was somewhat successful but I really don’t know for how long. When I finally dragged myself out of bed I instantly felt bad. I felt bad for not having the will to go to the gym as originally planned. I felt bad that I wasn’t supporting MLH on his workout this morning. I felt bad that I was in a bad mood. I felt bad that I actually questioned working out.
All yesterday morning I did not feel like training. I was mentally and physically tired and a little anxious that I may have overworked my body already. However around 1:30 pm I managed to get myself (bad mood and all) to the gym. I still didn’t feel like training but several thoughts helped me go through the motions of getting me there and completing the day’s plan:
- I paid a coach for today’s workout. Sunk costs or not, skipping it for no good reason is pathetic.
- Missing a workout because I don’t feel like it could be the start of a slippery slope. What excuse will I use next time? And of course there will be a next time. There always is.
- I know I’ll feel even worse later if I don’t at least try to complete my workout.
- And Noah.
I had to bike and do weights. (Until the tenderness in my injured ankle goes away, I’ll bike and run indoors where the chances of losing my balance and falling are a lot lower.) My bike ride sucked. I felt tired practically from the beginning – yes that’s just the warm up! And I had the hardest time with my drills. Everything on my ride felt like a chore. My legs felt heavy. I couldn’t synch up my brain with my legs and my attitude. When I tried to push myself, I felt constrained. I did complete the entire ride though. Weights were not nearly as bad but I think I was on cruise control by then and simply counting reps and sets.
As I walked back home I managed to feel a little better. I was frustrated that I had a crappy training session but I was also trying to tell myself to be satisfied that I completed it and move on. By dinner time I was less frustrated and more satisfied. I was also looking forward to today.
Today was so much better. This morning I was more than ready to workout. I even got out of bed a little before 4:30 am. I not only wanted to have a great workout but also felt the need to make up for yesterday’s crappy one. MLH and I made our way to the gym. Although my mood was very different this morning I was still concerned that I may have another crappy session, especially if in fact I did push myself too much over the past 1.5 weeks.
I had to swim and then bike. I made my way to the pool. During my first lap I already knew today would be better. I didn’t feel tired at all. I worked on a couple of new drills. One was really hard; I still don’t think I fully got the hang of it. My main swim was challenging because I continue to struggle with improving my Distance Per Stroke (DPS). However I was never frustrated. I just kept working on it. I kept trying to think about what I should tweak or focus on to improve my next set. I wasn’t even bothered by the woman who entered my lane without any notice and almost collided into me. I just moved over and kept swimming. While I didn’t have anything close to a perfect swim session, I’m pleased with it.
On the bike, my legs, brain and attitude were much more in synch today than yesterday. I noticed the difference immediately. Today’s ride was easier than yesterday’s. (Tomorrow I have my long ride for the week.) It doesn’t matter, though, because I feel like I put in a solid workout.
I’m thankful I had a good training day today. Oddly part of the reason I appreciate it is because of yesterday. I know I’ll have more crappy days and even ones that are far worse than yesterday. Hopefully I’ll remind myself of yesterday and today so I realize the crappy day won’t last.