I’ve had a bit of a mixed experience when it comes to exercise this weekend.
Firstly, I went to my normal spinning class on Friday despite me not being that keen on the music now that there’s a new instructor. When the class started, she announced that she’d be doing a couple of extra tracks at the end of the normal class but gave people the option of leaving after the timetabled 45mins. I firmly decided “No! It’s Friday night. I’d only planned on doing the normal 45mins. At soon as possible, I’m out of here!”.
However, as the class progressed, I started to think, “I’m here now, so I might as well do a little bit extra. It’s early on a Friday evening after all so I still have the rest of the weekend to do other stuff.” To my own surprise, I stayed and worked really hard for the extra 13mins. I left feeling very pleased with myself.
On Saturday morning, I was back to Parkrun after a break of a couple of weeks. I was running it with two of my cousins – one of whom left her house at 4:45am to drive 140miles to take part (yes she is a bit mental but we love her!). It was a nice sunny but cold morning so I was thinking it was going to be a lovely run. However, about 1mile in to the 3mile course, my hip-flexor started to pull. I tried to ignore it and focus on my music thinking that as I got into my stride a bit more it would probably loosen up a bit. It didn’t. By about mile 2 it was really hurting and all I wanted to do was to stop and walk. But I didn’t. It took a lot of positive thinking to keep me going including: the amazing challenge completed by Davina McCall for Sport Relief that I’d watched a programme about last week (Davina: Beyond Breaking Point). If she could keep going for all than distance, I could manage to complete a 5km run; all those who managed to complete the Coventry Half Marathon last week; and thinking about writing this blog post! Despite my hip being sore and this having the knock-on effect of making my lower back sore from my altered gait, I managed to keep running all the way around and still run a little bit faster over the last 100 yards (not my usual sprint finish but hey). I was surprised, and not a little proud, that I managed to dig-in mentally and keep going. Even more surprisingly, when I checked my time this morning, it was actually only 47 seconds slower than my PB!!
During the run, and reflecting on my mental attitude towards it post-run, I started thinking about how the mind-set needed to complete a physical challenge is mirrored in the challenge of losing and maintaining weight: sometimes it is unexpectedly hard to keep going and obstacles that are not of your own making can slow you down. But if you keep a positive mental attitude, dig in and keep going, you can achieve your goals.
Thanks for reading.
PS How do you keep going when the going gets tough?