Throwback Thursday: Did you have an Eeyore day yesterday? Have a Tigger day today.

It’s pretty ironic (or, maybe it’s not…) that as I perused my list of over 170 blog posts at Every48 to pick one for today’s Throwback Thursday, my post from Inspiration Week in June on what to do when you’ve had an “Eeyore” kind of day stuck out to me. I had already decided that was going to be today’s TBT post when I read my exercise report for that day:

Yesterday: An unplanned REST DAY. Zounds. Only about the fourth time in recorded history (well, since the blog started in January) when I let more than 48 hours go by between workouts. This shall be remedied today.

Wow. You know why I’m saying “wow”? Because that day was the fourth time I’d missed one of my Every48 workouts. And yesterday, September 10, 2014, was the fifth. Clearly, my blog is starting to channel some sort of unnamed coach from the great beyond to get me back and at it when things go a little haywire.

So, in that spirit, I invite you to consider what you will do when you have an Eeyore day. Have a Tigger day next. That’s what!

Inspiration Week! There is always somebody else out there with you.

[Originally published June 18, 2014]

Yup, I had an Eeyore day yesterday. Today I'm getting after it...and reminding myself that we are not alone out there.
Yup, I had an Eeyore day yesterday. Today I’m getting after it…and reminding myself that we are not alone out there.

After a day spent feeling like Eeyore yesterday (those days still happen, even after a biggie weight loss and the massive, mostly-lovely life changes to match), it’s easy to fall back into the place where I always used to live: the land of not-right-nowI-can’t-do-this, and my favorite way to minimize all of the wonder and color of living life out loud:

“I’m all alone out here.”

Um, no, Nicole, you’re not all alone out here. And if you think you are, just sign up for a road race.

There just isn’t a better way to realize that we are not all alone out there in this big, bad, scary world than to participate in some sort of group exercise. It can be as simple as walking to the park and striking up a conversation with a dog owner (there is nothing like hanging out with a dog to get your own blah-blahs moving in the right direction). It can be as simple as going to the gym and getting on a cardio machine in a room full of people doing the same thing.

Or it could be getting out there in the world and putting on a race number, and then running, walking, cartwheeling or crawling to a finish line. I seriously do not care what type of transportation you choose, as long as it’s human-powered and makes you sweat.

By the way, no fair comparing yourself to other people you meet out there on the road. Races are like life: there is always somebody in front of you, and there is always somebody behind you.

And if you’ve ever come in last in a race – like I did once in a high school cross country meet, only to be asked later by one of the boys on the team, “Are you that girl that came in last?” (ah, teenage kindness at its finest) – then I ask you to simply look at the people cheering you on at the finish line. They did not complete the race. You did.

What I'd like to do to the kid who teased me for coming in last in a high school cross country race. But I would never do it. Nooooooo. Not me. I am a Grownup. Seriously. I mean, I may have thought about it just a time or two, but...you know. (Image courtesy of farconville / FreeDigitalPhotos.net)
What I’d like to do to the kid who teased me for coming in last in a high school cross country race. But I would never do it. Nooooooo. Not me. I am a Grownup. Seriously. I mean, I may have thought about it just a time or two, but…you know. (Image courtesy of farconville / FreeDigitalPhotos.net)

(But don’t you just want to say sometimes to all the naysayers…”Hey, high school boy who teased me for being last in a race. I’ve run 16 marathons since then and I’m 42 years old and hot, too. How have the last 25 years treated you, buddy?” No, I have never once had that desire. Well, maybe just once. Like, now. I seriously have not remembered that moment in decades.)

Okay, back to business. We are not alone. There is always somebody else out there with you. There is always somebody in front of you. There is always somebody behind you. But mostly, we’re just all alongside each other – if we look for one another in the world. And I just can’t think of a better way for us to find one another than to get outside and move.

Yesterday was an Eeyore day. Today, I’ll do everything I can to make it a Tigger day. That means getting to my track workout at 6:30 p.m. this evening with – yes! – my running group. We are not alone.

And back to real time: September 11, 2014.

Yesterday: Haywire, and for no good reason, really. Didn’t work out, didn’t eat well. Today, I’ll do everything I can to have a Tigger day.

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