Ok, so is it pathetic that after only 2 days of productivity this week, I am already SO ready for it to be the weekend?! I don’t care how pathetic it is; it’s totally the truth.
This weather has been such a Debby downer…I haven’t seen the sun shine in about a week!
Insert musical song here:
Another thing that had me down: the way I felt yesterday morning.
Let me explain: if there’s one thing I’ve learned about myself as an athlete, it’s that I cannot workout on an empty stomach. I have had many a morning dryland practice that I get sweaty, light headed, fuzzy eyed, and feel like I am dying just because I haven’t had enough. There was a few year period of my life that I would just wake up in the morning and pass out for no reason. I once even had to get stitches on my eyelid because I hit my eye off of the bathtub (on my dad’s birthday). And I practically refused because I was so mad my mom was making me get stitches which meant that I wouldn’t be able to swim and I had perfect attendance for two seasons already. I
was am lame.
Insert high school swimming picture to show you how lame I was: (and that’s my girlfriend Meredith )
I know it’s different for all athletes, but I at least need something in my stomach that will help me complete a workout without dying. I need different amounts of food for different types of workouts, and I know this. So why did I think yesterday morning would be an exception? I knew that I would be unable to workout between 7:30 am and 9:30 pm (aka bedtime) due to teaching all day and then having night class. So I set my alarm early to workout at home.
Don’t get me wrong, the workout was awesome. If you like quick workouts and you like Tony Horton, you’ll like the workout I found in Fitness Magazine that is a sampling of his new p90xTREME.
The feeling that I had after the workout was not awesome. First, I felt like I was going to be sick. I felt sweaty and had chills. I had to force myself to eat something —which I have had to do before! I wonder why I don’t listen to what I know I need to do! It took a while for the food to kick in. I sat in the shower allowing my body to feel normal again. I am honestly surprised I wasn’t late to teach!
Here’s the moral of the story: LISTEN TO YOUR BODY. You know your body better than anyone else. You know what you need to do to perform at your best. I need to keep this in mind; it’s a lesson I have learned before, and yet I disregarded it!
Have you ever not listened to your body?