I feel it. That enthusiasm I had 2 weeks ago for this running adventure? It’s slipping away.
I knew it would happen. It always happens around week 3. When it gets hard. When something makes me change my schedule. When I just don’t feel like going. When I realize a good beer (or 4) would feel better than a good run–even if only for that moment.
The real life excuses are there. And as far as excuses go, they’re legitimate. The holidays are busy and food filled. (actually, this was the first year I really overindulged in a long time.) I’m on deadline. A pretty serious one actually–and since my computer died a couple of weeks ago, I’m behind. Way behind. It’s nobody’s fault but my own because I didn’t back up properly–still the stress is there. And the thought that I can’t take an hour from my day to go work out feels real. (Even if I spend an hour or more on the internet…if I’m at my computer, I feel like I’m working.) It’s getting cold. I really, really, REALLY don’t enjoy the running in the cold. I tried to. I wanted to. But I don’t. I’m honestly inspired and amazed by Cinde who l ives in FREAKING FARGO and is running outside. She is awesome.
So go to the gym, right? Riiiiight.
Again, I’m great with the excuses.
My friend Rocki St. Claire has recently become a running addict. She swears that my writing productivity will increase if I stick to exercising. (She’s also on me about my diet, but 1 thing at a time, okay, Crackwhore my friend?) Mentally I know she’s right.
SO WHY AM I STILL SITTING IN MY CHAIR?
I’m not blogging for encouragement here. I’m just discussing a pattern that I’ve discovered over the past 10 years of fitness and diet failures. I’m the only one who is stopping myself from going to the gym, from hitting the pavement, from eating right, and from getting healthy.
I know this.
I’m just trying to figure out why I seem to always fail at the same point. Why is it so difficult to push through and keep going. Am I afraid of success? Cuz God knows I can’t be afraid of failure–I’ve been failing for a long time now.
Tags: discouraged, frustration
Um, you’re not afraid of success my friend. Or failure. They call it ‘working’ out for a reason.
It SUCKS. Period.
There is NO FUN in running. EVER.
Frankly, I’m very suspicious of people wearing hats with little lights on them running at 5am in 22 degree weather.
They can’t be trusted.
hormones, dude. I keep tellin’ ya that. Hormonal Induced Failure. And thanks for the shout out my race in THIS Saturday and the high is suppsoed to be 24! Aggghhhh!!!
LMAO Madison. I agree. They can’t be trusted. They make normal people look bad and question their sanity..when in fact, they are the ones who who’s sanity should be checked…they’re wearing blinking lights on their heads and running in subzero weather.
I’m positively a genius in comparison!
Thanks for popping by!
Cinde…what can i do about the hormones? I mean hell, last time I checked, I have a vagina therefore I am always gonna have fucked up hormones.
I do the same thing. I think I must LIKE being heavy. Strange men don’t bother me nearly as much if I’m heavy.
II hear you and am with you HZ. It must be the whole off the wagon thing and the fact that it’s work and hard and freaking uncomfortable and honestly I (we?) don’t like to be uncomfortable. I don’t like to be cold or sweaty or tired or hungry. I want to be warm and satisfied and happy. I also hate being fat. It’s a quandary.
I don’t think it’s fear of success or failure. No not that. I think we feel off the wagon with the Holiday and got busy and now the cold weather has set in and get that mush harder to get back to it.
I’m just back from Savannah where strangely after eating a lot on the rad and no exercise I lost 4 pounds. Go figure. My head says don’t run. But I know I have to get back to running because now that I’m home I’m also back to my home stress and I stress eat like crazy. And it’s stress eating to make myself happy, warm, content and comfortable that got me into this mess.
I need to take my cold behind to the gym. I am not running outside like the sweet but let face it nutty lady that I see daily and shake my head at.
Try the gym. We are way to cute to not wear the clothes we want.
Yeah, I think part of it is that long time runners are always lying to you and saying, “Running is awesome! You feel so great after a run.” etc. They’re lying. Running in an event is awesome, but you feel like shit afterwards. Look at the marathoners who can’t even walk after crossing the finish line and stopping. That’s high?
Walking/running everyday sucks. Even my runner friends who claim “This is awesome” come in with knee pain, joint aches, hopped up on vicodin or after taking a whole bottle of Ibuprofen in a weekend. It’s not awesome. You’re delusional!
Seriously, I think 90% of the people who brag about “runner’s high” or exercise high are just doing it because they think they should. I’m much more inclined to a chocolate cake high, and I’ve been running (off and on) for 10-15 years 🙂 Unfortunately, when I stick with the chocolate cake high, my weight goes up about 20 lbs and then I get the “fat ass slug” feeling. So, I can either feel healthy and run everyday or feel like a slug and eat cake. Decisions, decisions.
LOl I know what can you do? i’ll send you some stuff, I tell you just knowing about them and when they rear their ugly heads is a huge help.
Oh and to e/o else – i’m not trying to be all cool n chit running in -20 degree weather = no no no i’m just retarded. babiscally.
I relate to the whining-and-want-to-quit thing. I’m sticking it out though. Mostly thanks to my mother who reminds me daily that I am ginormous. Thanks ma!