Before my eyes were all the way open this morning I was battling that inner voice offering me every possible excuse for why I really shouldn’t push myself today. Between triple digit temps and a blister the size of Texas (okay, not quite that big) on my toe my thoughts were definitely not on getting my lazy butt out the door.
I made a deal with myself that as long as I did at least SOMETHING it would be okay.
I reached for the Ibuprofen, put on my shoes and started walking; one step at a time, trying to find the courage to do what I knew needed to be done. A few miles into it all, I finally convinced myself that it was okay to head back home. I just did not seem to have the will or the energy and I wasn’t going to force it.
I spent the next several hours focused on my work and getting some writing done, but I felt like crap. What I really wanted to do was to crawl in bed and pull the covers over my head. Who the heck was I to think I could do this? I am 50 years old, for heaven’s sake!
Out of nowhere, I remembered the lyrics to one of my favorite motivational songs, Courage by Justin Hines.
“Ohhh, I said courage, won’t you come out to play, won’t you come out to play…”
Since I wasn’t going to let it go, I knew I had to put my shoes back on.
I hadn’t done my best.
It was so worth it.
As I walked out of the gym tonight, I felt more than good.
There is just no bigger high than the feeling after a solid workout. Or, perhaps it’s finding out that you are stronger than you thought you were.
I am stronger today than yesterday.
23,014 steps taken today
9.3 miles traveled today
5 floors climbed today
10 laps water walking/jogging
1 hour water aerobics class
Life is good!
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