Sunday, April 27, 2014

Exercise Guilt. It's not worth it.

Yesterday morning was beautiful.  I woke up bright and early and set out to do 8 miles, my last "long run" before Broad Street next week.  Well, turns out my right leg was still verrrrrrrry sore from Thursday's track workout, and I was overall just wiped out.  I ran 4 miles at 9 min/mile average pace, and didn't seem to be warming up at all.  I decided that this last 8 mile run wasn't going to improve my overall fitness level for Broad Street.  Really, I should just let myself recover properly.  Having rationalized that, I cut the run short.

That's when Exercise Guilt set in.  I get nasty bouts of exercise guilt sometimes.  Exercise guilt comes about, for me, when I feel like the amount/type of exercise I did or didn't do was the "wrong" thing.  Just because my plan for Broad Street, that I'm barely following anyway, said I should run 8 miles, suddenly my 4 miles wasn't good enough!  I spent the entire drive home from my run thinking, "Okay, maybe I'll swing by the gym and finish the last 4 on the treadmill.  The treadmill is a better surface anyway.  Or, I'll run the 4 miles tomorrow, and also swim tomorrow morning too, because that's what I was going to do anyway..." and so on, and so on.

When I got home I really tried to put the exercise guilt to rest.  My doggies were staring at me, following me around, wagging their tails.  How could I pass that up??  So I got some exercise by taking them for a walk.  To continue rationalizing... "I'll still be moving my legs and stretching them out.  The soft surfaces and foam rolling afterward will work wonders.  This is better than running, Anna, this is what you need!"  And it was what I needed:

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After our walk I felt completely rejuvenated.  Being outdoors with those doggies is so healing to me.  The "guilt" of not running "far enough" or "hard enough" etc. etc. is just so not worth it.

Today I continued to ride the wave of guilt-free non exercising.  I woke up early again, and was thinking of hitting the trail where I walked the dogs to try running on it (I never have), or maybe I would go swim, then I was definitely gonna walk the dogs again.  But here's the thing:  I really miss my boyfriend.  Like a lot.  He's only 2.5 hours away, so HELL, I can drive down for the afternoon right?!?

At 10:30 am, before I could put a lot of thought into it, I got in my car and SURPRISED HIM!!!

Outside Drew's office at school.  Springtime FTW.

It was epic.  Again, so rejuvenating, happy, and necessary.  I didn't accomplish anything I had planned today, and THAT'S OKAY!  I needed this weekend of recovery, doing things I normally don't, and going easy on myself.  I'm always going to have a "controlling, type-A, must follow the exact plan" attitude, but I am working on balancing it with spontaneity, and letting go.

1. Do you ever experience Exercise Guilt?

2. What's the most spontaneous thing you've done lately?

3. Are you a planner or a go with the flow type person?

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