Uh oh

I had decided not to Janathon this year, since a.) I don’t know if my life can handle any additional stressors right now; b.) I failed miserably last Juneathon, dropping out on Day 4 due to an unmanageable hip flexor/quad strain injury that occurred the last week in May; and c.) the blogging requirement puts me off at the moment, as I mostly forget how to use WordPress.

So… I’m not feeling clever or inspired. What I am feeling is fat & lazy. And edgy. Which is a sign that I need to up my game. I have to admit, one thing that usually works to get me feeling energetic when I’m flat is some kind of healthy group challenge silliness… but moan, I’m not up for this at all. I’d better go sign up now, before the closing bell tonight.

Day 24: Warming Up to the End in Sight

Only a week until the end of Janathon. It’s always hardest near the end. I had such a good run yesterday, a good day across the board — I should’ve known today would be a lazy-backlash day. I didn’t feel like driving to the gym & back (20 min. each way) & had no other errands in that direction. I had a mind to simply do a 2 or 3 mi. walk from the house, as my easy & convenient Janathon du jour. But it was -5 °F (-21 °C) when I woke. And it only “warmed up” to 10 °F (-12 °C) during the day.

So I drove to the gym, numbly changed into my biking shorts, got on the Expresso bike & rode 8.4 miles. I didn’t stay with my pacer, or try to beat my prior best time. I just pedaled until it was over. Then I stretched, pulled my sweatshirt, jeans & coat right over my fitness clothes & drove my pathetic, unmotivated self straight home.

Not my brightest moment, but it counts. Every day can’t be a shiny one. And now I’m parked on the couch with a hot cup of tea in front of a blazing woodstove. That’s better. Life as it should be. Bathtime in 5 minutes. Goodnight!