You know how you have these great plans and you’re doing really well managing your plans and making progress, and then… life just gets in the way?
Am I the only one?
This has been a theme in my life for as long as I can remember. I am so cyclical in everything. From eating healthy, to working out, to weight gain/loss, to…everything…I am inconsistent. I have grand plans that inevitably fall by the wayside.
I have not run regularly since the end of March. A run here and there to remind my body that I know how to do it. A race here and there to remind me why I like to run. But nothing regular and steady. I had to go back six pages on my garmin activity log to find any semblance of consistent running patterns.
It’s hard to not throw my hands in the air and exclaim, “I SUCK!” I know I don’t. But some days!
Last year I set a goal to move 300 miles in 2016. This is not just running. It’s any activity that I do that adds miles – swimming, walking, running, biking. I thought it would be too easy a goal because I move a lot. Or at least, in January I did. Now I find myself at the beginning of October and my goal meter shows that I still have 111 miles to go, with 89 days remaining.
Even when I’m running regularly, I don’t run every day. So I find myself doing math. YUCK! With just my races, I have one 10k and three 5ks. Doesn’t get me close. So I have to get off my ass and strap on my running shoes. Or jump in the pool. Or hop on my bike. Mostly, I have to put down the glass of wine and get off the couch!
My youngest daughter was looking through workout programs the other day. She’s put on a little weight since her wedding two years ago and has started feeling a little… blergh. So she was scrolling through pinterest looking up workout activities. You know, those 30 day programs that have you doing insanely stupid numbers of reps by the end of the 30 days. She just kept shaking her head at the absurdity of them.
But then she came across a treadmill workout. She was reading off the intervals that it was having you run and she kind of looks up and me and goes, “I think I could do this.”
Wait. What? Did my baby girl – anti-workout baby girl – just suggest that she might be considering doing a running program?
I tried to not get over exuberant and scare her off, so I calmly had her hand me her phone and looked over the plan. I nodded. “Yeh, that doesn’t sound too bad. I’m sure you could do it.”
She started quizzing me about how I got started running. I told her that I did the Couch to 5k program and I showed her the app. She started perusing the weekly tasks. She loaded the app on her phone and said that she thought she would try that. I asked her if she wanted me to do it with her and she jumped at the chance. This will be good for her.
It will be good for ME! It’ll get me back into the moving mode that I was really good at last winter. Knowing that I will be helping my baby girl makes it easier for me to be motivated. And who knows? Maybe the baby will end up LIKING it!
One hundred and eleven miles! No big deal! I got this!!