This morning, our chapel speaker spoke in honor of MLK Day and his main message was directed toward our students, letting them know that now is the time to act and if they wait longer, it'll be too late. As we left, my colleague, who's a year younger than me, turned and asked me if we were still youth. "Based on how much my body creaks and groans, I don't think so", I replied. I'm not going to lie, I frequently just hurt, but that's all my own doing. Setting my goals for pushups, pullups and miles may not have been terribly smart. I'm not worried about the miles because marathon training should take care of a large chunk of that. I'm similarly confident in the pushups because I feel like I could knock out 100 a day and do all of that in the last six months if necessary. I'm a little more worried about the pullups since I'm falling behind already and an extra 20-25 pullups a day is a bigger deal than 60 extra pushups. It doesn't help that I'm getting a ton of exercise in this semester. Marathon training has me running four times a week, and with the exception of next Saturday, all of those runs will be at least five miles for the next couple of months. I'm lifting on the days I don't run and then two hours of volleyball on Wednesday nights and I need to start doing yoga at least once a week and preferably twice. I will either destroy my body doing this or I will finally, finally get cut if I can survive the work and be disciplined in eating.
I took yesterday off when realistically, I should have done some yoga since my legs are rather tight. However, my next day off probably won't be until the first Saturday of spring break and even then, there's a good chance I spend eight or more hours of that day in a car driving to Virginia or Georgia or wherever I haven't been yet. I'll get that week off from lifting and running long distance, but I'll still probably get in 20-30 miles of hiking because that's apparently what I do now, any time I get the opportunity.
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