If my last post concerned balance, this post is about keeping promises – to myself. My training schedule had 4 regular miles on Wednesday. Last year, I rationalized opting out of this workout because I speed work on Tuesday nights, and I didn’t “feel comfortable” running in the morning less than 12 hours after that hard workout. And of course, there was no way I could fit it in on Wednesday night, since I have other things to do.
The reality is that it is hard to work in a regular run on Wednesday. But it’s doable. I could have done it first thing Wednesday morning, but I didn’t. I opted instead for a 10-minute on demand workout. It was good, and definitely fit into the storyboard, but it wasn’t what I had committed to doing. Then, during the day, I grabbed one of the donuts that I aren’t on my diet. I didn’t eat the whole thing – fortunately – but I ate enough to know that I was defnitely over my calorie and sugar goal. Then I remembered: I need to run 4 miles.
So I told my husband I needed to do 4 miles before dinner. That meant that he adjusted dinner based on my need to run. It also meant that he reminded me I needed to run 4 miles as soon as I walked in the door. So I changed and went to the treadmill and pushed through it.
I still think that I’m at risk of overtraining, but unlike last season when sticking to the schedule exhausted me, the reality is that I have more energy thus far. Better diet and better conditioning seems to be paying off. The biggest payoff was actually knowing that I met my commitment even though my head wasn’t in the game.
Yes, I slipped with the donut, but I’m choosing to see that as a victory. I didn’t eat the whole thing. It was useful because it pushed me to make sure I got on that treadmill. I slept well, and woke up energetic.
Today, though, I didn’t go to the gym this morning. Now I have to work in the tempo run. I’ll do it. I’m committed.