Breaking new ground
I’ve been in the house of pain as of last week! My list of what does not hurt on me would be more convenient to go through. I fell off the wagon on my cardio. I’m back to it this week as of an hour ago. My workout was intense and it was too darn long. I’m working on building up my mileage with the intentions of taking on a race or two in the summer. Unfortunately, I didn’t make it to the gym this morning to crank out the cardio and so I did it all this afternoon. My sets and reps consist of working until I reach failure. Three sets into it I was ready to call it quits. I was tired. My body and mind were both screaming TIRED. I focused on my goal, visualized a sleek and slender me. My spirit, that fight we tap into every now in then, pulled me through. I had an incredible 40 minute run. Even the glitch of my shoe lace coming untied did not stop me from starting up all over again. I accidently hit the stop button instead of the pause button. I was pissed but I started all over again. It’s so darn hard! Why does it have to be so hard? I am downright spent, however, I’ll be better for it tomorrow.
