My workouts have been awesome lately. I’ve had several solid weeks of training, and have managed to fit in not only my runs in preparation for the upcoming half marathon I’ll be doing, but several rides, and weight training 5x per week.
My diet has been, uh, ok I guess, but given my activity level I’m getting away with eating a lot of things I normally wouldn’t and still maintaining my weight. Anyone who has lost a significant amount of weight can probably tell you, gaining it back is among one of my biggest fears, so I’m happy that I seem to be holding pretty steady.
Yesterday I woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed just like every other day, but within about 10 minutes of getting out of bed my energy was zapped.
My entire body hurt. I mean, I’ve been sore daily for the past several weeks and the level of ouch was about normal, but for some reason, yesterday it was hitting me particularly hard how sore I was.
And I was tiered. Even after my usual cup of coffee in the morning I was still dragging, and just didn’t have it in me.
I made the executive decision to skip my morning Yoga class, and it was a good one.
By 3 o’clock I was ready for a nap, and my body told me without hesitation that I would not be riding that night.
I won’t lie, I tried to pep talk myself into it.
I mean, it’s only Wednesday. I can’t skip a workout this early in the week.
And I ate rice with lunch. RICE! That’s carbs, I need to work that off, right?
And what about cross training? I mean, riding my bike is great cross training for this run I’m doing and I don’t want to take a step backwards in my fitness, do I?
And oh my god, the CALORIES! If I don’t workout how am I going to burn at least 500 calories over what I eat so I can continue losing weight?
So yeah, I’m more than a little crazy. But after a few hours of playing this game with myself I finally said ENOUGH.
My body needed rest. Even today, I’ve decided to postpone my long run for the week (9 miles) until tomorrow to give my body just a little more time to recover.
Sure, there’s a million reasons for me to train, but sometimes we also need to realize when our bodies are actually trying to tell us something.
There’s a definite difference between being lazy or unmotivated, and legitimately needing rest and recovery. It took me awhile yesterday to realize and understand, I’m on the recovery end of that spectrum.
So the moral of the story for today, kittens, is that it’s ok to take a rest day. Learn from my inner struggle and listen to your body. It’s the best way to prevent getting burned out, prevent injury, and ensure that you love your training every day.
Anyone else have a hard time taking an unplanned day off? How do you cope?