I have spent the past two weeks trying to avoid stress, and I have to say I have really enjoyed them. The hard work and reframing of thoughts have been a welcomed and exhausting proposition. Today however, I cracked. I spent the day in a really foul mood, not sure if it was overtraining or exhaustion, but something set me off. Curmudgeon describes it well.
I got home and decided to run instead of fighting the weather to go skate. A few things came to light; I should have taken the day as a rest day, doing low-walks as farlicks after a 2 mile run is FRIGGEN HARD, and if I wasn't fried enough the half a mile trek home up that stupid hill did me in...ok, I think I am suffering from a bit of overtraining.
Tomorrow is another day- I'll smile then.
Hope, love and speedskates... A handful of years ago, speedskating helped me loose 70lbs. and gain back the person I had been. In the past three years however, I have managed to slide backwards, and it is with hope, love and speedskates (and of course some running shoes, a bicycle, and a swimming pool) that I embark once again on that journey. This time, I am going to write about the experience. Heck, I give up, I am just going to WRITE
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