The art of listening to your body
So Wednesday I hit a wall. I got the total f*ck its. I was sick of thinking about exercise and losing weight. To make matters worse, some people I worked with ordered pizza for lunch. When the smell hit me, I literally got weak in the knees and felt lightheaded. I went and did my pilates and yoga at lunch, but felt tense. I got home that night and did my regularly scheduled 45 minutes on the treadmill and it just about killed me. I had to push myself the ENTIRE time. 45 minutes feels like forever when you are pushing yourself the whole time. And afterwards, I didn't feel good. I felt achy and TIRED.
So yesterday I decided I was going to give my body a rest. I felt sore and unhappy. I didn't do a lunch workout and when I got home, I did a light 15 minutes of yoga stretches, ran some hot water in my jacuzzi tub, poured some Epsom salt in, lit candles, and settled into a 40 minute bath with my Stephen King book.
Holy moley. Today, I felt totally refreshed. I did my lunch hour pilates and yoga and after getting home did my 45 minutes on the treadmill without a hitch.
This just goes to show me that I really need to listen to my body. The problem is of course, that while my body tells the truth, my mind LIES. So differentiating between my body truly needing a rest, and my stupid lazy mind telling me that I should rest are 2 very different things. It's hard for me to know who is talking!
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