Except that I am beginning to wonder if there is some truth behind it. I'm on a mandated three day a week workout plan, because it's intense enough that I need four days of rest. Whining did not seem to change the mind of He-who-trains on the matter. It never does. But my whole day has felt off knowing that there was no gym time scheduled into my day. I feel antsy and grouchy. I don't quite know what to do with myself or my time. I'm not in the mood to do house work (though the house is in decent shape except my piled up laundry that I really should fold) and I can't settle down to read. I might actually get killed if I went out for a run (or at least if I got caught), but even knowing that, I
I know I'm doing all of this for my health (and to show myself that I can... and to have a body I've always wanted...and to wear the cute clothes I see), but some times I think I lose sight of the health aspect. I know that health means getting enough rest. I know that overtraining is stupid and could sideline me for way longer than I have the patience to take. It no longer feels right to not be at the gym when I feel perfectly fine. I feel weak and silly and lethargic and whiny and grouchy. If you'd asked me this a year and a half ago, I never would've imagined it. But I'm pretty sure that gym going has become part of who I am--it's a piece of my identity now. The people are my people. The world makes sense in the gym. I feel like I've achieved something, which is pretty remarkable considering my job rarely has quantifiable results.
I just swore to myself that if He-who-trains asked me one more time what I thought about this workout plan, that I'd tell him the truth. That I actually love it, except that I can only do it three days a week, which is far crappier than the fact that it nearly makes me puke every time. But then, this:
And I'm only a little bit embarrased that that lifted my mood considerably. (This post was cut short upon receiving it... I actually had more whining to do! Clearly, it's in the best interest of the world that I go burn off some of that energy. Other wise I'd be (more) intolerable.)
Obsessed? Who? Me? Nope, no way, nuhuh. And I'm definitely not about to stick this quote on my refrigerator, beside my pic of my body goal.