Tuesday, December 2, 2014
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
My training for Lake Placid 2015 started last night by attending an Indoor Cycle class. Already I came home from work and felt lazy. My morning running partner is out-of-town and so I already missed my Monday 5am run. I had urges to skip the evening cycle workout as well and "start fresh tomorrow".
No. Not this time. I need to make changes if I want a different outcome.
Besides, what would I really end up doing if I skipped? Sit on my ass and play on the computer.
Yeah, that is what I thought.
And it was such a great class. I finally got an email from the coach last night and the plan for December and January is to start building a base. One hour of indoor cycle is equal to two hours outdoors if done correctly. The instructor I go to at the YMCA gave us an intense 65 minute workout. It was just what I needed. I forgot how much I enjoyed his class.
My next workout was getting back in to the pool. I made a deal with my friend Leslie that if I skipped for any reason, then I would pay her $20. The only valid excuses was a doctors note, family emergency or pool was closed.
After 4 hours of sleep and feeling like hell. I woke up and felt sniffly and throat scratchy.
Hmmm....I think I am getting sick.
Sick enough to go to the doctor and get a note?
Maybe someone pooped in the pool last night and the pool is closed?
Ew, why must you have that thought? Just disturbing.
Maybe I will just pay up?
But then that would make it $65 for the month to swim in December.
Ugh. No and no.
I dragged my butt to the pool and got her done. Day 2 goes down in the books.
Now must rinse, wash, and repeat on Thursday.