Well I had one of those again, but instead of ditching my run, I went to the gym at work and got in 40 minutes on the treadmill.
Just like Kate and probably others out there, I HATE treadmills. But I knew if I didn't run then I wasn't going to get one in today so I sucked it up and was a (wo)man about it. I'm glad I did because I did 40 minutes increasing the pace the whole time and didn't stop at all which is huge considering that's the longest I've run without stopping since probably finals week! I can't say enough how much getting back into shape sucks, but my run today reminded me that if I keep working hard I will make progress every day and will be back to normal in no time.
A few hours later a group of us from work headed to In N' Out to watch two guys have an eating contest - 2 4x4's (4 patties, 4 slices of cheese), fries, and a shake:
The guy who won (not the guy I took a picture of holding the food) won in 8:37 and had been eating donut holes all morning.... the poor other guy had been fasting since yesterday at lunch.
While NOT watching them eat (so I could fully enjoy my lunch) I had my first In N' Out experience and people, it was good. The burger was great - lots of lettuce, tomato, and grilled onion; the special sauce was awesome, and the bun was pretty much perfect. The fries were about average - Five Guys' cajun fries are way better in my book. The shake was also awesome and so thick I could hardly drink it with a straw! I only ate less than half of the fries and maybe a little more than half of the shake after the burger so I have no idea how the boys ate 8 times as much burger as me AND ate the fries AND the shake.... It's impressive.
This induced a food coma that lasted until approximately 4PM
Since I liked spin so much on Monday I went again yesterday, only this time it was a lot harder. A different guy was teaching and his class was longer and he was really pushing us - but I liked it. Then it hit me why I was so proud of my run this morning: not because it was good, but because even though I really wanted to quit, I not only kept going but kept ramping up the speed. I'm the type of person who will do anything a trainer or coach asks when it comes to a workout, especially if I'm in a group, and even if I'm sore and shaking and about to pass out or maybe die. That's just what motivates me. The fact that I was able to push myself by myself, on a treadmill no less, and when I'm not even in good shape and running isn't even all that fun, is a success in my book, and gives me a way to look at my (comparatively) slow run from a positive angle :)
practicing my "ohmygodi'mgoingtotheolympicsohmygod" face... haha
I think Galen has me beat though.
Do you push yourself harder when you're on your own, in a group environment, or when you have a trainer or training partner pushing you?