EVERY SINGLE DAY COUNTS // #MONDAYMOTIVATION
Last week, I only made it to the gym to run and lift four times.
The last time I took or had the much time away from the gym was when I went to Vegas…in December of 2017. Well over a year ago. So, while on the outside this less active week might seem completely normal and necessary, it has been more than a little difficult for me to wrap my brain around. Mainly, because I have been doing so well sticking to running and lifting 5 times a week. I’ve been doing this for around 3 months, and it’s really made the entire concept of working out more enjoyable. And, far more manageable for my mind and body. I’ve been able to make a lot of progress, while remaining injury free and avoiding any more breaks from running.
Despite all of this, all of the good side effects from taking a more relaxed and flexible approach to fitness, I could shake feeling like the majority of last week (including some of the days I went to the gym), were a waste. Like, they didn’t do one thing to push me towards my fitness goals or make me healthier, better person overall. In fact, even on the four days I worked out, two of those were a complete and utter suckfest. Mentally, I was super proud of myself for showing up and putting in the work. Especially, on Friday when I pushed myself to run 5 miles while only being about 75% awake. Physically, I haven’t been feeling all that great since then.
Since then, skipping out on Saturday’s workout entirely and struggling Sunday to just run 3 miles at 10 minute pace, I realized something.
Every single day last week, whether I made it to the gym or not, counts. They matter just as much, if not more in some cases, than the other days. Mainly, because they force me to take my nutrition and recovery seriously. And, they make me ever more grateful and appreciative of the days I am able to get in the gym and have a good or great workout. Even on days like Sunday, when I woke up feeling nauseous, head pounding, only ran half the distance I originally planned on running, and wasn’t able to squat as heavy as I normally do…that workout still counts AND I still made progress.
I learned more about myself during last week’s series of ups and downs that I ever could hope to learn during an average week of training. I was able to find peace with the fact that my life DOES NOT need to revolve around fitness in order for me to be someone who loves running, working out, and lifting. Because, I’ve already been down that path in the past…and that approach just does not work for me long term. I get exhausted, burnt out, and end up injuring myself.
Finally, I think I may have this whole constant headaches from nowhere thing figured out.
Like any normal person, I spent several days waiting for the headache to disappear, and then decided enough was enough. It was time to consult Google. And, my suspicions proved to be right (at least unofficially and in the opinion of an Internet search engine.)…dehydration and lack of electrolytes. All throughout the week, I aim to drink 64 oz. of water…which I realize probably isn’t nearly enough water for anyone who sweats as much as I do when I workout. And, aside from a daily caffeine free diet coke and the occasional alcoholic beverage or 10, that’s it.
No Powerade, Gatorade, or any fancy drink that is specially formulated to re-hydrate “athletes” post workout. So, I decided it was time to add yet another goal to my long list of goals for 2019: Drink one 32 oz. calorie free, electrolyte rich drink per day. No excuses, no exceptions. And, obviously, try to drink more water too. Now, I’m beyond ready to tackle tomorrow’s workout and battle the treadmill for yet another week.