Occasionally, there are days when I just don’t have the physical energy to exercise. I’ll trudge through a very mediocre workout and do my best with what capacity I have. These workouts are never amazing, but I benefit from them by being able to keep my routine and by exerting at least a little effort. Occasionally, there are days when I just mentally really don’t want to get up and go, but when I push through that laziness, I end up brighter and happier on the other side. I have actually come out with some of my best workouts on these days.
Occasionally, though, there are days like today when I’m lacking in both physical energy AND motivation – and that results in nothing pretty 🙂 .
As with most things in life, some days are going to be worse than others. I’m in the midst of writing a screenplay, and I’d be nuts to imagine that every session is going to produce exciting, golden words of perfection. No, sometimes what I’m writing is very “eh,” but I have to get through it, so I do my best to muster through. Heck, I had one of those nights last night (probably not a coincidence). Some days my drawing skills are sub-par, and even a stick figure turns out looking like the work of a limbless 3-year-old. It happens with school, playing video games, driving, hair days… it happens with every aspect of living. Sometimes I push through and end up on the other side ready to move on to the next attempt… sometimes I don’t.
This morning, I was in bed until 9:30am. That’s pretty far from my preferred/regular 6am, and I felt it. Some mornings I actually sleep in on purpose and revel in the rare day of pure relaxation. Today, though, wasn’t like that. Physically, I was a little extra tired, but mentally/emotionally, I just wasn’t feeling too get-up-and-go. I did finally drag myself outside, and headed off to do my workout at the park. I went through my routine, but it was abysmal. Abysmal, I tell you.. ABYSMAL! I didn’t “push hard and end up a winner!” I wasn’t extra forgiving just because I wasn’t physically up to snuff. No, I just went through the motions and had a crappy workout. There’s no justification, no excuse – it was just a lame performance, in every way. It’s not the end of the world; I’ll do my cardio routine tomorrow and then return to the park the day after. My body probably didn’t benefit much from today’s efforts, and I didn’t return home feeling any better mentally, but that just happens sometimes. One can usually find a silver lining, and I can at least say that my jump-rope efforts were pretty good this morning. So, at least there’s that.
Failure is important: it teaches us about our limits, pushes us to surpass these limits, and teaches us how. That’s an important lesson to remember, and one I talk to students and friends about quite often. Sometimes, though, one just has a crappy workout… and that’s important to remember, too 😉 .