Well looksie here; I haven’t updated this running blog of mine in two months!
You know what? That’s pretty much because I haven’t ran in two months. TWO MONTHS OF NO RUNNING!
Which is mostly true, but not 100% true. There was the time off that I took between Thanksgiving and the end of my social life, ie: studying for finals last semester. But then there was that (albeit very) brief stint wherein I tried to become buddies with the treadmill for a few solid weeks during my month break. This was just alright for me, as I’m a pretty big hater of any running done not on the road, but I toughed out it a bit, and I even added in some weight training again.
Oh yes I did!
And all of this was cool for a few weeks there, when I had a little extra time on my hands. It was also nice to mix it up a little bit with some other cardio and not just running, which is what I was accustomed to for the past nine months prior.
When the New Year rolled around, my co-workers decided they wanted to do The Biggest Loser. And they decided they wanted me to be their very own personal Jillian Michaels. Which I guess is supposed to be… flattering?, and all, but here’s news: A, my abs don’t look like this:
and B: I’m not a militant trainer and ALSO, I hate yelling.
And also, I prefer Bob:
(Even though Bob prefers other Bob’s. Did you know that? And while we’re at the education part of this post, did you know that I might have better luck with Jillian, than Bob?)
I like Bob.
ANYWAY, what I’m getting at in this winded post is, I miss running, and working out, regularly. I’ve been missing it since school started back up, and now with me posing as Jillian at work until mid-March when this competition ends, it’s really got me thinking that I need some serious exercise back in my life, especially if I’m the one who is supposed to be motivating others to do the same. Yes, my schedule is kind of crazy these days, and getting up super early to work out before leaving for work at 7:15am is a big feat. And yeah, I don’t get home most nights until almost 10pm, so, evening workouts aren’t so much an option (and working out at night never really was my go-to anyway).
However, no more excuses! I’m on a mission to hunker back down again, and at least commit myself to working out 4 days a week. Three mornings, and one weekend. Even when I have clinicals every other weekend, I can hopefully still squeeze in a little workout between coming home from the hospital and the time I cozy up on the couch in my jammies with a glass of wine, since that’s the kind of typical Saturday night I crave after a busy week. Even if I just get home on a weekend night and do an hour of yoga, I’d still feel better than doing nothing. And soon, it’ll be getting nicer again (when Mother Nature decides to stop dumping snow all over Boston), and I know that will motivate me too.
How’s your Winter training going?