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PROGRESS IS PROGRESS // ROLLING WITH THE PUNCHES

PROGRESS IS PROGRESS // ROLLING WITH THE PUNCHES

Because, progress is often times extremely difficult to measure and doesn’t always turn out the way you expect it to.

On Sunday, progress meant running 4 miles at 9:34 pace and then putting all the energy I had left into a super heavy leg workout. It meant being okay with a little pain and discomfort. Being okay with not hitting my original goal of running at 9:30 (or faster) average pace. This week, progress has had a completely different meaning and come with a few unexpected punches. It all started with being smart and proactive with scheduling my rest days. I knew that after Sunday’s speedy run and working up to 155 pounds on back squat that my body would need extra time to recover. I also knew scheduling was tight on Monday, so it seemed like the perfect time for my first rest day of the week.

Then, came Tuesday’s less than perfect run. 3 miles. 9:42 pace. Not quite were I wanted to be, but the fastest 3 miles I have ran in over a month. Definitely not something to complain about. I was dead set on working out Wednesday-Friday so I could get back a schedule that allowed me to take Saturday’s off. In my mind, this was the perfect routine and would allow me to perform much better (both running and lifting wise) when it came to Sunday’s workout…arguably the most challenging and enjoyable workout of the week for me.

The funny thing about life, is that things rarely go according to plan.

I woke up this morning not feeling at all like stepping foot in the gym or tackling my planned high volume heavy leg workout. I had a headache, my legs were sore, and I had a lot of issues falling asleep last night. So, even though it pained me to take another rest day this early in the week…I did it. It’s not something I normally do or something that sounded even the least bit appealing. BUT, it’s something that I know I needed to do to keep this current progress going AND to avoid getting reinjured. Because, the last thing I want to do is mess up my pelvis AGAIN and take even more time away from running than I already have this year.

Of course, there were about a millions reasons behind why the old me would have just said screw it you’re going to the gym and you’re going to suffer through this workout. Chief among those reasons would have been weight loss/maintenance and blogging content. Which, if I’m being 100% honest, are worries that are in the back of my mind currently as I write this post. I track my calories/plan my meals 6 days out of the week. Even when I’m not tracking, I’m hyper aware of how many calories I’ve consumed, compared to how many I’ve burned. So, the idea of not getting that 2-2.5 hour workout and resultant calorie burn can be a bit…terrifying.

Even having a healthy relationship with food now, it can still cause anxiety when it comes to how much food or how often I should eat on rest days.

When it comes to blogging+writing, the reasoning is fairly obvious.

Without the workout, various ups and downs of running, and the break through moments…there is no blog. No real desire to write anything, even non related fitness content. Heck, I get some of my best blogging and writing ideas when I’m mid run or mid lift. Regardless, I’ve found the absolute best thing I can do right now is to be patient and realistic. As long as I get to the gym the next four days, I’ll still get in my 5 workouts this week. Also, this is clear evidence that I should probably get back to regularly icing my legs like I used to when I was scared that every single outdoor or hilly run was going to destroy my hips+pelvis.

Lastly, I’ve learned just how important it is in literally everything in life to just “roll with the punches.” Which is pretty amazing when you consider the fact that I am a type A personality/control freak. Being able to let go of the thing I can’t control and just doing my best when it comes to things I can control has helped a lot with re-defining what progress means to me right now. Today. Not, what it meant to me last week, last month, or even last year. I am making progress, even if it’s not as fast or in the exact way that I originally planned on making it.

BREAKING THINGS DOWN // FOCUS AND DRIVE

BREAKING THINGS DOWN // FOCUS AND DRIVE

GETTING TOO COMFORTABLE // 5 LONG MILES

GETTING TOO COMFORTABLE // 5 LONG MILES