Skip to main content

Pep Talks and Motivation

I am now half way through my second week of workouts. I am pleased to say I was able to stick with my routine for (almost) an entire week. (I bailed one particular day, but more on that a bit later.) I was more than a little bit sore and pretty tired but was able to keep up with it. So far this week I'm off to a pretty good start. However, don't let me make it sound easy because it certainly hasn't been.

Monday morning, after dropping J.R. off at work, I was ready to start week 2. Less than half way through the routine, I was ready to quit. This was definitely more difficult than last week. I had to continually give myself pep talks in order to get through the whole thing. But get through it I did.

The rest of the day I was completely exhausted with zero motivation to do anything. That evening, the last thing I wanted to do was walk. With the help of J.R., we made our way out into the almost freezing cold to have our nightly walk. It was a struggle. (Especially considering one of my socks slipped down and around the middle of my foot a mere minutes after our walk began. This left my heel and ankle exposed to my shoe and I now have a blister. Lovely.) However, half way through our walk, I started to feel so much better. I told J.R. to make me walk even when I don't want to as I feel so much better when I have.

The next morning I was up again and working out and made my walk as well. Getting up early is definitely not my cup of tea, as I am not in the least a morning person. Thankfully, I don't have to be at work till 9:00 most mornings. Friday will be a real test for me as I have to be at work at 7:00am! That means an unbearably early morning for me. However, I am bound and determined to push through it and get it done.

Other than actually getting off my behind and moving my other struggle has been not seeing quick results or really any results recently. I know this will take some time but I think I've been pretty patient the past year and a half and now I'd like to see some quicker results. But I'm going to press on and keep going because I know eventually those results will come.

Oh, while I did skip out on my daily walk Saturday, after having worked 11 hours with no lunch, I managed to complete the cardio challenge for the weekend on Sunday. 300 stairs and an hour walk which turned out to be 3.25 miles. Not bad.


Popular posts from this blog

Weekend in San Diego

I was looking forward to this past weekend for a number of reasons and a number of weeks. First, it marked the beginning of my Spring Break. I cannot tell you how much of a needed break this is. To start the break off right, J.R. and I packed up our bikes (and some clothes) and headed down to San Diego for the weekend.

Saturday J.R. arranged for us to ride with a former coworker of his. We knew he is quite a bit slower than we are, but we simply wanted a nice, relaxing ride. What we did not know was that this would be the worst.ride.ever.
I want to preface things by saying I know things could have been far worse. I, also, know that if this was my worst ride, I should consider myself lucky. However, all that does not change how horribly catastrophic this ride turned out.
Problem #1 should have become very readily apparent the minute we started. J.R.’s former coworker chose the route. This man is not a very experienced rider, because of this he shys away from the road. That’s fine, however…

Surprises: The Good and the Bad

Solving Life's Questions

Today's prompt was:

If you couldn't answer with your job, how would you answer the question, 'what do you do'?

Now that is a difficult question. So often we put so much of who we are into the job we do. I am no exception. Much of my sense of being, of who I am rests in my career. I believe much of this has to do with my chosen profession. Teaching is definitely not for the faint of heart. 

However, I also believe this has to do with the fact that I feel this is more of a calling. It is what I was created to do. This makes my job an essential part of who I am.

It is no wonder when I lost my job a few years ago, I was seriously tested. The lack of income was a struggle and hardship. However, my ego and my self-esteem took a major hit as the years came and left leaving me unable to find a teaching job. It was then I was first met with the question of if I'm not teaching, then who am I.

I came to this conclusion, I am still a teacher. Even without a classroom to prepare les…