So this is gonna be a quickie.... inasmuch as I am actually capable of such things. One week later = 3 weeks into the 30 day workout and a new crunch time goal for running training. And by crunch time, I mean "stumbled on an entry slot for a race this Saturday" crunch time. (look here, and you'll see in full color my sudden obsession with entering something official). Yesterday, I just happened to mention off-hand that I was bummed about the sold-out status of the race, and my new baker friend Liz called me to the table as a replacement for someone with an unfortunate injury. She didn't know I was bluffing, so I had to see her bet before she could call my hand, which means getting serious about doing some running so I don't make a complete ass out of myself in three days.
This is how I work best.
Most people around me would probably say that I am a very strategic, analytical, and deliberate thinker. It's not that they would be wrong, it's just that for all the time I spend analyzing and strategizing, most of it goes out the window when it comes time for me to make the final call. It seems as though a disproportionately huge amount of my active successes in life are achieved as the result of pushing myself to meet some unrealistic, ill-timed goal brought on by a gut instinct decision: DO IT, OR DON'T. In this case, I'm doing it (provided that all the registration can be transferred over, blah blah boring stuff). And to get prepped, I dropped the pretense, plugged in the tunes, fired up the training app, did the stretching and the timing, and even the "hardcore" workout, and then I went running. 4.5k. And I feel pretty good. What was all the fuss about again?
This is how I work best.
Most people around me would probably say that I am a very strategic, analytical, and deliberate thinker. It's not that they would be wrong, it's just that for all the time I spend analyzing and strategizing, most of it goes out the window when it comes time for me to make the final call. It seems as though a disproportionately huge amount of my active successes in life are achieved as the result of pushing myself to meet some unrealistic, ill-timed goal brought on by a gut instinct decision: DO IT, OR DON'T. In this case, I'm doing it (provided that all the registration can be transferred over, blah blah boring stuff). And to get prepped, I dropped the pretense, plugged in the tunes, fired up the training app, did the stretching and the timing, and even the "hardcore" workout, and then I went running. 4.5k. And I feel pretty good. What was all the fuss about again?
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