The first day of 2012 found me running
The first day of 2013 found me sitting
Both represented victories
My resolution for 2012 was to learn to move. My resolution for 2013 is to learn to say no. Therefore, I say no to myself and officially give up.
I give up on fighting with myself about overtraining
I give up on fighting with myself about running
I give up on fighting with myself about rest days
Done, over, finis.
As much as I want to run, to be a runner, just let it cut loose and fly, the hamstrings say no, the knees say no, and even the low back has decided to speak up for no. Okay you guys, I’m listening – can you please shut up?
I figure my heart is one vote and other body parts provide at least three votes – so the heart is overruled on this one. At least for now. Maybe in the Spring after a long spell of two rests every week, we can readdress the running, but for now, the answer is no.
After months of overtraining, I cut back from 12 – 14 workouts a week to around 9
After months of working day after day, I allowed myself a permanent rest day
After only a few weeks of one rest day, apparently I’m a quicker learner so…
I’m building in a second rest day to allow my muscles to truly recover
To be honest, there is some anxiety about this decision, but it is coupled with INTENSE relief that I finally trust myself to do this.
For the longest time I was afraid to not work out every day. Afraid that one day off would turn into two, then three, and before long, I’d wake up and years would have gone by and there I would be, back on the couch, eating French fries. But my body was tired, achy, and sore, much more than it should have been. After months of long spells of no breaks, there was not a major joint that didn’t hurt, and it was time to face facts – I was overworking my body, badly. With much internal kicking and screaming, I took off Sundays, and discovered that Mondays came with me eager to work out (and no French fries). Now, I’m going to take off Wednesdays – nothing more strenuous than some gentle yoga – and see what happens. If history repeats itself, I’m gonna bet I come back roaring on Thursdays with energy and enthusiasm.
To reiterate an earlier post, trust, trust the process. It will be okay. Promise.
Just say no to excess (even with exercise).
Thoughts to take with me today: I think this is what yoga looks like in real life, not executing pretty postures, but living the precepts behind them - non-harmfulness, kindness, and contentment - especially to myself.