Okay, so alarm bells aren’t really going off. But the entire hypothesis on which I based the founding of the Every48 blog in January of 2014 seems to be validating itself this week.
It is critically important to my overall health to get a workout in every 48 hours.
This blog began after I realized over the last couple of years that if I let myself go more than two days without a vigorous aerobic workout of around an hour (give or take a bit there, depending on schedules and such things), I would start to feel…tired. Slow. Perhaps just even a tiny bit lazy.
And then, there would start to be a sort of…inertia setting in. The kind of inertia where I start each day with energy, tail wagging, ready to get after it…and then I tell myself I’ll exercise today, I really will, just a little, ahem, later…and then, well, you can tell where this is going, right?
The workout wouldn’t happen, I’d get busy, I’d get tired, and then I’d make the promise to end all promises, the promise that kept me heavy and depressed for much of my life until I finally figured out that I didn’t want to live my life heavy and depressed…
“I’ll do it tomorrow.”
The sun will not come out tomorrow. The sun is out today.
And today is all we got. (Now I’m conjuring up the Seahawks locker room cheer in my head: “We all we got! We all we need!” Yes, indeed.)
Sometimes I feel like we fill our lives with too many tomorrows. Too many promises of things we’ll do later, things we have every intention of doing (really, I promise!). Things that never get done.
I feel like I had one of those days yesterday, because I didn’t do my workout, despite my best intentions. I let 48 hours go by without a workout for only about the third time in 2014 (and one of those times was during my taper week for the Boston Marathon).
And today, I feel it. I feel the tiredness, the inertia, the slight heaviness in my legs, my body, my overall energy level. I know I ran a marathon nine days ago and sure, that could account for some of the fatigue. But I also know that I recovered well from that race and ran four miles on Sunday with no soreness in my legs. I’m fine. The marathon is over. That excuse is out the window. I’m not trying to run another long race right now. I’m just trying to fit an hour of exercise into my day. That is not rocket science. That is scheduling.
And so it will be. Today is a bit of a tough day schedule-wise, but hey, I asked for it. So here we are. I’ll need to save my run for this afternoon – but it will happen. Bet on it.
Yesterday: An unplanned rest day. Back to business today.