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FUEL YOUR FIRE

FUEL YOUR FIRE

    If you're an avid, dedicated reader/supporter of this blog, by now you know just how dedicated I am to getting up at 4 a.m. 6 days a week to workout. I thrive on it. I live for it. Getting up and pushing myself to run (no matter how fast or far) and then lift is always the best way to start my day. It puts me in such a good mood, and makes me feel like I really, truly am capable of anything. However, both this morning and Sunday morning, I didn't have that intrinsic motivation when my alarm started blaring on my phone in the wee hours of the morning. I didn't feel like I could/should/or even wanted to go to the gym. This, after having such a good workout Friday and taking Saturday as a rest day. The motivation just was not there.

    I know what you're thinking, Yeah but we all know that you still went to the gym, your attitude changed the minute you walked in the door and you proceeded to have a kick ass workout. Well, yes...and no surprisingly. I can definitely say that my attitude did not change the minute I walked in the door either day. I felt just as lousy and unmotivated as I did when I first woke up. Pushing myself to my limits and really getting uncomfortable for any extended period of time didn't sound appealing at all. It sound awful. Impossible. Pointless. Sunday, I pushed hard on my run, despite all of this. Why?

    You see, from time to time every dedicated and passionate gym-goes/fitness enthusiast has those day(s) where going to the gym just doesn't sound appealing. Especially, when you haven't ran outside for like a month and a half and are having serious withdrawals from not being able to run 7-9 miles at a crack on a regular basis. So, how on earth do you get yourself there and actually get your mind and body in sync enough to do this whole running, lifting, and working out thing?! Well, there's probably a million different solutions to this dilemma, and not every tactic will work for every individual. I'll tell you what worked for me on this day (because today aka Monday's workout was pretty much a lost cause).

    I actually got the idea for this blog post when I was showering after what turned out to be a pretty spectacular workout on Sunday. 6 miles at 8:59 pace and I hit multiple leg PRs including leg pressing 250 lbs. for 2 reps. So, what got me there you ask? Simple, the year is 2018 and there are still a whole lot of judgmental people out there who are willing to give their unsolicited opinion about your (aka my) life choices...but not to your face because that would be too gutsy. So, they say it someone who is going to tell you and (this is totally just my guess so bear with me here) they sit back and relax and wait for you to either a. crumble or b. adjust your life based on what they think is best.

    What do these comments from these types of people have to do with saving what could have/should have been an incredibly shitty workout. For me at least, these are the type of comments that fuel my fire. Motivate me to do things even I didn't think were possible. They are the extrinsic motivation I lean on when I'm lacking the internal drive/motivation to do more than simply show up at the gym. Because, if you're getting up at 4 freaking a.m. you have to/NEED to do more than just show up. You've gotta run so fast, lift so heavy, that you're not sure if you're gonna make it through your workout without puking or passing out. Also, can you think of a time when you got super pissed off and didn't have a good workout?!

    I can't tell you all the good without also including the bad. The ugly. The just going through the motions and trying to keep it together workouts. That was what this morning looked like. I legit could not keep it together and my emotions were everywhere. I only managed to make it 3 miles at 9:17 pace, which is pretty good considering what I put my legs through yesterday. However, had I backed off the speed and been a little (Um A LOT) less emotional...I so could have ran a slow 6 miles just fine. I didn't have that fire from yesterday...I used it all up apparently. And let me tell you, it probably wouldn't have helped anyway because running long distances and crying just do not go together. Especially if you're ugly crier like me who gets real worked up and it seriously impacts your breathing.

    I so could have skipped this mornings workout. I legit had every reason to. But, I knew that I wasn't going to be in a better mood or magically be less emotional if I skipped the gym and laid in bed all morning long. I would have felt way, way worse. And even though I wasn't able to zone out like I usually do in the gym, I was able to get myself through one of the hardest workouts I have had mentally in a long, long time. Like we're talking since the summer of 2016 (or was it 2015?) hard.

    My point: Some times all you need to fuel your workouts is for other people to piss you off by telling you how to live your life...even though by know they should know that you are the pilot of your own life. Bad workouts just prove how mentally strong you can be in the gym. Crying while working out is perfectly acceptable and nothing to be ashamed of.
I NEEDED THAT

I NEEDED THAT

FAULT...RESPONSIBILITY...BODY IMAGE

FAULT...RESPONSIBILITY...BODY IMAGE