I thought that it was a good, attainable resolution. The plan was to run a 10k on April 22, the day after I finish student teaching. Ten kilometers is less than 6.5 miles, so it really isn’t that hard of a run, and I have nearly four months to prepare. I printed off a mild training guide (3 days of running, 2 days of cross-training, and 2 days of rest every week), and I filled out the application for the race.
The first week went really well. I did every single workout, getting decent times on my runs. I hit a set-back at the beginning of week two when the world was covered in snow, but I was still determined to keep at it.
Then yesterday came, Friday of week two, and I did NOT want to go to the gym. I did not want to run on a treadmill. I wanted to skip my workout.
So I started to analyze why:
- I was tired. However, most people are tired, so I didn’t count that as a valid excuse.
- I felt rushed. Every day after student teaching, I had to rush to the gym, change quickly, and run as fast as I could so that I could make it to supper on time.
- I didn’t enjoy the runs. In fact, I would run on the treadmill overlooking the pool and think about how much I would rather be swimming.
- I missed my old workouts. I missed swimming, Pop Pilates, Zumba, and slow jogs through Old Salem.
I gave in. I didn’t go to the gym. I didn’t run. Instead, I went to my dorm room and wrote lesson plans.
I didn’t completely throw yesterday’s workout to the wolves. Later last night, I did PIIT while watching Chopped, and it was great. It was relaxing, fun, and everything that a workout should be. I even went to the gym this morning…to swim, and it was everything that I missed.
Yes, I broke my New Year’s Resolution, but I am glad that I did.
…in an ironic turn of events, a blog hat I frequent just posted, “92% of people fail to maintain their fitness resolutions be the end of the year.” At least I am in good company 🙂