Stupid cold just won't die. I've been stuffy and hoarse and groggy since Friday afternoon. And it's now Wednesday. It hasn't been so much of a cold as to be totally disabling, but it's just frustrating!! I don't like being sick (honestly, though, who does??) but this just becomes more frustrating as I'm trying so hard to get into a running routine, and being sick rather sinks that. I come home from work totally drained (more so than usual) and can't work out then, but can't wake up to work out early either.
But I want to! Honestly I do! I'm happier when I work out regularly. I sleep better, my eating habits are better, my clothes fit better, all those endorphins are coursing through my veins keeping me nice and happy (as happy as I ever am in this horrible place, but still...). All those reasons that experts tell us to work out regularly, I know they're true. I can see it when I am in a regular workout routine.
I feel like it was a major accomplishment to get to the gym today. Got home after dark, when it was cold and damp, and figured it wasn't the best idea to run outside in such weather with a cold. Can we all say 'relapse'? So off to the treadmill I went. They're re-doing the weight room at my apartment complex, and so all the equipment has been moved to a temporary location during the construction. The changes they're planning are great, but the temporary location for the treadmills has the most uninspiring view. A wall. A plain white wall. I'd bring an MP3 player in for my runs, except I don't have one. I'd bring a radio in, except the radio stations around here are pathetic. I'm not saying where I grew up had PERFECT radio stations (I've heard some really good ones as I've been traveling for work), but it does have some really good ones. Unlike Greenville. And Columbia (where Zach is) is even worse. This whole state has some pretty pathetic airplay, honestly. But I digress. The point is, radio here isn't great to run to.
So I ran for 50 minutes today listening to the sound of the treadmill and my own labored breathing. But I did it! Not my fastest run ever. But I did it, so I am proud of myself. I hope I can keep riding the momentum and run again tomorrow. I'll take Friday off, probably, because Saturday is a 5k here in Greenville, and then Sunday Zach and I were thinking of going hiking if the weather's nice. I'm hoping it will be nice - it's been either drizzly, foggy, or oppressively grey and gloomy all week. Like home, honestly! I keep laughing, this is the winter I'm used to - 35 degrees, grey and drizzly! Not gonna be like that where I'm moving to...
Anyway, I feel very proud of my accomplishment tonight. My slow, plodding little jog. And I do feel better. And tired. Very tired. So, I think I'll listen to that feeling and head to bed. :)
G'night all!
But I want to! Honestly I do! I'm happier when I work out regularly. I sleep better, my eating habits are better, my clothes fit better, all those endorphins are coursing through my veins keeping me nice and happy (as happy as I ever am in this horrible place, but still...). All those reasons that experts tell us to work out regularly, I know they're true. I can see it when I am in a regular workout routine.
I feel like it was a major accomplishment to get to the gym today. Got home after dark, when it was cold and damp, and figured it wasn't the best idea to run outside in such weather with a cold. Can we all say 'relapse'? So off to the treadmill I went. They're re-doing the weight room at my apartment complex, and so all the equipment has been moved to a temporary location during the construction. The changes they're planning are great, but the temporary location for the treadmills has the most uninspiring view. A wall. A plain white wall. I'd bring an MP3 player in for my runs, except I don't have one. I'd bring a radio in, except the radio stations around here are pathetic. I'm not saying where I grew up had PERFECT radio stations (I've heard some really good ones as I've been traveling for work), but it does have some really good ones. Unlike Greenville. And Columbia (where Zach is) is even worse. This whole state has some pretty pathetic airplay, honestly. But I digress. The point is, radio here isn't great to run to.
So I ran for 50 minutes today listening to the sound of the treadmill and my own labored breathing. But I did it! Not my fastest run ever. But I did it, so I am proud of myself. I hope I can keep riding the momentum and run again tomorrow. I'll take Friday off, probably, because Saturday is a 5k here in Greenville, and then Sunday Zach and I were thinking of going hiking if the weather's nice. I'm hoping it will be nice - it's been either drizzly, foggy, or oppressively grey and gloomy all week. Like home, honestly! I keep laughing, this is the winter I'm used to - 35 degrees, grey and drizzly! Not gonna be like that where I'm moving to...
Anyway, I feel very proud of my accomplishment tonight. My slow, plodding little jog. And I do feel better. And tired. Very tired. So, I think I'll listen to that feeling and head to bed. :)
G'night all!
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