No adrenaline rush today. When I got home from work today, I already felt like I had walked five miles. I was beat, and I was starting to tell myself it would be alright to skip The Walk (I’m starting to think of it as a proper noun), especially since I did so well yesterday.
I spent the early part of the evening with my family, having dinner, chatting on the phone with my buddy Steve about closing on his new house, talking with my four-year-old about her day at school, and then checking Facebook while she took her bath.
When it was time for my wife to put out daughter to bed, I found myself getting ready for The Walk. I really didn’t think about until after I started putting my shoes on and remembered that, just an hour earlier, I had convinced myself not to go at all.
So, maybe I set tonight’s expectations high when I planned for five miles. After thirty minutes on the elliptical, I had only made it 2.5 miles, and I new five miles wasn’t happening. I finished up the last half mile in a few minutes, and felt satisfied I had made it three miles.
Sometimes it’s a good idea to quit when you’re ahead. Well, at least tonight.
973 miles to go!
You’re getting it programmed into your body that it needs movement and is ready for it before you are, mentally. I think that’s the real challenge in any positive change – making it second nature, when it stops feeling like change and be becomes the norm. And you’re smart to not overdo it.