I've done 1 hour workouts the last three days and am feeling great. I feel like December 1st hit and my motivation instantly came back. It's all mental I'm sure, but I'm finally feeling better after finally going on an antibiotic (I've been on and off sick for nearly a month) so I'm not complaining.
Wednesday, I hopped on the indoor trainer. I know I've said it before, but that thing is evil. While I feel like it's 9 bazillion times harder than riding outside (and infinitely more boring), I pushed my way through an hour and felt great. It's amazing what snow outside and a People magazine on the book stand in front me can do to get me through a sweaty trainer ride! I'm anxious to start my real workouts on the trainer (which will include a lot of intervals with coach Tom telling me when to go and stop and me probably cursing him in my head and probably out loud a little), but for the time being, I need to be able to get through an hour without wanting to die. I'm almost there. Baby steps...
Yesterday I had to sit around all day while the drywaller got finished. By the time I was
I have mad respect for Emz and any other crazy dreadmill lover. How do you do it???
I started out slow, mentally pumping myself up for a great hour. Eh, maybe like 45 minutes. Oooh... I'll get 5 miles and see how long that takes me. Before I know it, I've done a mile. Nice. But after that 8:47 of running in place and watching the Hallmark movie that my mother in law was watching upstairs (her gym TV can only watch what's on upstairs... crazy country living), I needed to do something to get my mind off the monotony!
Intervals. Yeah, that sounds good.
I did quarter mile segments and increased the pace 0.1 on the treadmill each time for a mile working up to an 8:27 . Then I came back down. Okay, three miles down and literally want to be poking my eyes out with hot fire pokers.
I then did 1 minute at 8:34, 1 minute at 7:30, 1 minute at 8:34, 2 minutes at 7:30, 1 minute at 8:34, 3 minutes at 7:30, 1 minute at 8:34.
I've gotta be getting close to 5 miles right?
Only one mile left. It wasn't as horrible as I make it sound, but it was pretty bad. I ended up finishing 5 miles in 41:45 which is fairly slow considering I could have get the treadmill to 7.2 and just ran for 5 miles and done it in the same time, but mentally, I would have been putting the pokers in the fire upstairs. Not a pretty site. Anyway, I finished up and hopped on the elliptical to get my hour.
Today I got my butt kicked at kickboxing for an hour. I wanted to swim too, but I needed to get some things done around here. Tomorrow I'm doing a brick - look out world... I'm acting all triathlete-like! :)