Sleep has not been my friend the past week. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because we’re moving out of our first nest a month from today and I haven’t started packing. Maybe it’s because dad’s getting married the day after we move back to Maryland. Maybe it’s because life is going to be changing a lot over the next couple months and I don’t know if I can handle it… but whatever it is, it’s causing me to have anxiety and sleep has been quite elusive recently. s causing
Today I slept in quite a bit and didn’t eat much this afternoon… and when it came time to go to spinning class I felt weak and tired out even though I hadn’t done much at all. I had decided I wasn’t going to go. I started feeling guilty because I had missed last Wednesday’s class due to back pain and after a few minutes giving myself excuses, I got off of my butt and ready to go within 5 minutes so I wouldn’t be too late.
What a day to be late. I almost got stuck with one of the crappy bikes. Over the past month, there haven’t been more than 3 participants in one class and there were 5 new girls today.
I felt like I was dying. More than I have on any other day because today we were doing intervals. We pushed hard while we were on the bike and then we did multiple one-minute intervals of quad-killers, including squats, burpees, and high knees. At one point, I looked at the clock thinking the class must be almost over and it was only halfway done. This is why I go to classes… I don’t push myself hard enough when I’m by myself and working out with others who are going through the same thing as you make it a little easier.
I texted hubby while I was in the sauna following class and I said, “If it sounds like someone fell down the steps in a few minutes… they did. It was me.”
It’s been almost 4 hours since class ended and my legs still feel like jelly.
I haven’t lost much weight yet, maybe 5-7 pounds, but I feel myself getting stronger and my endurance is growing. So here’s to pushing limits, finding new strength, and overcoming obstacles on the way to a better me.
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