Archive | March, 2013

No Rest for the Weary

19 Mar

Of the many things I’d like to add to my repertoire, “failed blogger” is not one of them. Having said this, I know it’s been radio silence from me for about three weeks…eek! My excuse for falling off the face of the earth: an amazing trip to Ethiopia.

Okay, so I know, you’re out there going: this is a workout blog and now you’re going to tell be about your silly trip. What about all those fun fitness tips you promised? In answer to that, at present, I have none. For starters, I’m just getting back into the swing of things now as a result of the worst possible case of jet lag I’ve ever experienced. After traveling from Ethiopia, to Germany, to Newark all in the span of a 30 hour window (and then went to work the following day), let’s just say I had one of those weeks where I couldn’t decide if my alarm clock was ringing to wake me up or was a ringing sound in my dream. I partially blame this sense of confusion on having watched Cloud Atlas at varied intervals during one of my 8 hour flights.

My malaise culminated last Thursday when I discovered it is, in fact, possible to fall asleep while standing up and talking to someone…even when that person is your boss. I was so ridiculously tired that not even through vigorously pinching myself could I keep my eyeballs from rolling back into their sockets during an office meeting.

Even on Friday, when I thought I’d surpassed invalid status, I made the mistake of taking one of my malaria pills on an empty stomach (washed down with some coffee) and found myself heading for the hills (if you catch my drift) within 10 minutes of a casual jog.

So, in essence I have failed at working out or trying any new athletic feats of any kind since my return from the African continent…until today when, at around 9PM I cranked out the most pathetic tread mill-based 5k ever. Successfully in line with my PR as a 10 year old who was disinterested in sports, I barely slipped below a 9 minute 30 second mile. I was really hoofing it on the tread mill, too. Or, at least it felt that way. Miserable in theory but at least I enjoyed zoning out to some good tunes (cue clichéd conversation about endorphins here).

But I guess the point here, and perhaps the larger lesson for everyone out there is that impossibility is just a state of mind. You need not have just returned from an exhausting trans-Atlantic journey. Exhaustion, boredom and the feeling that it doesn’t make a difference if you never do anything active again is a sensation that can set in at any time. The important thing is what you do with those feelings and whether you push yourself to get beyond it that matters. Once you take the first step to overcome a personal hurdle, you pave the way for yourself mentally so that your brain is able to tell your body you’ve done it before and can do it again.

Okay, so I’ll get off my soapbox now. If you’re on the East Coast and are snowed in tonight or have a delayed start tomorrow morning and are looking for something fun to do while housebound, here’s a great way to spice up your yoga routine with some weight training. This actually looks like fun. I’ll be trying it out…if I get up in time tomorrow!