Hi guys. If you had asked me a year ago if it was possible to “forget to take a rest day” I would’ve laughed at you. That’s as nutty as forgetting to eat lunch. But it happened to me: I worked out for 10 days straight through thoughtless inertia.
Then I felt burnt out and blahhhh. So then I got the flu and took 3 days off.
Here’s what happened:
Monday: Last minute post-work Flywheel on the east side. So hard and so good.
Tuesday: I tried Pure Barre again. I don’t know. Something just doesn’t click for me in this class. The people at Pure Barre were even kind enough to email me a list of their “peppiest” instructors, but I don’t know. I’m still sort of lost by the sequencing of the class. Also why isn’t anyone happy?
Wednesday: I went out for a morning run and it felt so tough. My body felt inflexible and tired. I never hit a groove. After a mile or so I started to check off a list of reasons as to WHY this run was so bleh and I realized I hadn’t taken a rest day in 10 days. I ended this run at 2 miles and cut my self some slack.
Thursday: Morning Flywheel with Mario (one of my favorite instructors). I considered canceling since I was feeling drained, but I love this class – the teacher and time slot are perfect for me – so I powered through, but maybe didn’t give 110%
Friday: I woke up feeling sick. I was planning on this being a rest day anyway. So I did not work out. I got on a plane to LA. Long plane rides are awesome for congestion.
The pals in LA:
Saturday: I still felt crappy. So no working out.
Sunday: Other than a 3-mile walk I continued to not workout. Turns out not working out is easy!
That’s all she wrote! How was your week? Did you do anything fun for the long weekend?