Well. It finally happened.
I miss working out.
So, here's an update since my last real post 13 days ago. Last Tuesday, my former boss asked me if I wanted to deploy for CAT assistance (more on what this means) the next day. Since I had already volunteered to be on the "go" list, I said yes. The day before, I had completed two work-outs and had aggravated a weird strain in what my grandma used to call your "giddy-up" -- this is the tendon area between your groin and thigh. I decided to skip my Tuesday morning workout because I was still sore and I figured I would just go after work. WRONG! After work, I was then relegated to running around packing and trying to decide what to bring for an indefinite period of time for CAT duty.
CAT duty means catastrophe duty. When something catastrophic happens (like the tornadoes that have hit so many parts of the country), insurance companies deploy adjusters to assist in adjusting claims. It's a very stressful time because you don't know the area, you don't know the situation and you are meeting people after they have been through some of the worst disasters that have ever happened to them. You're on the road a lot and when you're not, you're in your hotel room working on estimates and calling customers.
Needless to say, it is not conducive to a healthy lifestyle. Especially if your hotel does not have a gym.
Which mine does not. Now, people who are truly dedicated to the lifestyle would have found a way. But, I'm just not a big go outside and find a path to walk/run in an unfamiliar area. On a side of town that I'm not convinced is the "good" side. Off of a main 50 mph road. So, no -- I'm not that dedicated. I did recently decide that I could just walk/run circles around the hotel, because how is that different than doing it around a track? But, I just figured that out today and I just didn't get very far in that process.
So, I miss working out. A lot. So much so that I came up with the crazy idea that the goal I really want to work towards is being able to do a triathlon. I told Scott this and he mocked me -- because I can't even swim. That's why it's a goal you work towards -- like a Masters degree. It takes time to get to, but if I can work towards being able to accomplish it then imagine what good shape I'd be in.
Anyways, as much as I dreaded the gym for various reasons -- I miss the tedium of the elliptical and the dreadmill. They gave me confidence in myself and confidence that I was working towards a healthier lifestyle. I'm trying to be good here, but it's impossible at night when we get together because it's drinking friendly.
The CAT is excellent experience for me and the direction that I want my career to go, but I hope I can get back home to my routine and my cardio soon!
Showing posts with label elliptical. Show all posts
Showing posts with label elliptical. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
More on the brain
Here's how I know the brain is willing -- I have a kind of looking forward to exercising mental outlook. However, it's not the "I can't wait to get to the gym!" feeling that I thought would happen. It's more "I can't wait to get to the gym so I can get that OVER with!"
But, that's better than nothing, I know.
I had this talk with Scott the other day about how weird it working out at my work gym because unlike a "strange" gym, I know the people working out and feel weird being around them. I said it's like elevator time -- this uncomfortable span of time hanging out with people and not really talking to them. He said that it's more like bathroom time. Still uncomfortable, but you've got business to do while you're in there so you just do your business in close proximity to other people and move on with your life. So, sometimes you're going to do things that are embarrassing but you just have to do them and get over caring that these people are there.
That helps, oddly.
It was how I managed to do a full 30 minutes on the elliptical last night! Yay! (Again, I don't always want to be "I did this much cardio, this much blah blah" but sometimes I just can't help it!) I was very much impressed with myself. I even got some strength training in from patting myself on the back, ha ha.
I didn't think I was going to make it, but I was saved by music again. I'm still working on trying to get the right blend of music while at the gym and that's hard with the obscure blend of music I have here, you have NO idea. So, while I'm on the elliptical I'm almost at the 20 minute mark and I just want to quit. I'm rationalizing, I've done 20 minutes and therre is NOTHING wrong with that. And I do really believe that, because 20 minutes is better than 0 or even than 10. And then, I can't hear any music. I'm like, oh great my stupid ipod is on the fritz again. Then I realize it is the slow, torturous build-up to Troy by Sinead O'Connor.
I know, right? The phoenix from the flame, hello?!
Of course, if you don't know this song, this post will mean NOTHING to you, and I'm sorry. And really, if you first hear this song over the age of 16 I doubt it will mean anything to you. But because this was THE high school angst song and it has this burning slow build-up to this crescendo of love and hate and jealousy and just sheer I'm a fricking survivor and I'm going to do this thing if it is the last thing I EVER freaking do in my life...
Needless to say, it was EXACTLY what the fates ordered to push me to the end. After that was over, I didn't look at the last 5 minutes as being challenging at all. It was just something I had to do because I was still standing.
The Phoenix from the Flame is OUT!
Heather
But, that's better than nothing, I know.
I had this talk with Scott the other day about how weird it working out at my work gym because unlike a "strange" gym, I know the people working out and feel weird being around them. I said it's like elevator time -- this uncomfortable span of time hanging out with people and not really talking to them. He said that it's more like bathroom time. Still uncomfortable, but you've got business to do while you're in there so you just do your business in close proximity to other people and move on with your life. So, sometimes you're going to do things that are embarrassing but you just have to do them and get over caring that these people are there.
That helps, oddly.
It was how I managed to do a full 30 minutes on the elliptical last night! Yay! (Again, I don't always want to be "I did this much cardio, this much blah blah" but sometimes I just can't help it!) I was very much impressed with myself. I even got some strength training in from patting myself on the back, ha ha.
I didn't think I was going to make it, but I was saved by music again. I'm still working on trying to get the right blend of music while at the gym and that's hard with the obscure blend of music I have here, you have NO idea. So, while I'm on the elliptical I'm almost at the 20 minute mark and I just want to quit. I'm rationalizing, I've done 20 minutes and therre is NOTHING wrong with that. And I do really believe that, because 20 minutes is better than 0 or even than 10. And then, I can't hear any music. I'm like, oh great my stupid ipod is on the fritz again. Then I realize it is the slow, torturous build-up to Troy by Sinead O'Connor.
I know, right? The phoenix from the flame, hello?!
Of course, if you don't know this song, this post will mean NOTHING to you, and I'm sorry. And really, if you first hear this song over the age of 16 I doubt it will mean anything to you. But because this was THE high school angst song and it has this burning slow build-up to this crescendo of love and hate and jealousy and just sheer I'm a fricking survivor and I'm going to do this thing if it is the last thing I EVER freaking do in my life...
Needless to say, it was EXACTLY what the fates ordered to push me to the end. After that was over, I didn't look at the last 5 minutes as being challenging at all. It was just something I had to do because I was still standing.
The Phoenix from the Flame is OUT!
Heather
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