Wednesday, June 4, 2008

A new chapter

I almost didn't write today, but I didn't want to upset Patrick. He relies on me for entertainment, since competitive beer frisbee season is over.

Patrick's beer frisbee team (?)
Photo credit: my mom

I know I said I really enjoy writing each day. I still do. But this week I'm embarking on a new chapter in my life and it's killing me: this week, I'm giving morning workouts a try. It has extremely high potential to be a very short chapter - a page, perhaps, maybe just a paragraph, or, knowing me, a mere sentence in the story of my life.

I'm aided in the motivation department by my amazing trainer, Annette, who told me a couple weeks ago that our 9am Saturday training sessions were not going to work during the summer months (she had warned me of this when I initially picked the time) and that my only viable options for working out with her were Tuesday at 6am or Thursday at 6:30pm. Normally, I would have been all over Thursday, but Annette is also teaching a Thursday morning outdoor speed workout (track running) class that I was excited about, and I was hoping to maintain two-a-days as something that was part of my life when I was a college athlete and not something I do in my 30s. And if I'm already getting up on Thursdays for track workouts, why not balance things out by getting up Tuesdays to lift? (My stomach turns as I write that sentence and realize that it's already 29 minutes past my bedtime!)

Nonetheless, I fear this will be a challenge. Annette
is the same person who tortured Patrick and me on the beach over Memorial Day weekend. I'll keep you posted on my progress in this new adventure.

In the meantime, I better get myself to bed!

1 comment:

  1. Yay morning workouts! I've re-discovered the mornings for working out myself--driven by the fact that the evening spinning classes are always packed (have to get there an hour before... who needs that?) and the 8:30am classes were eating into too much of my day, I've been going to the 5:30am classes twice a week for a year and a half now. It's not too bad once you get used to it, although Alex and I still fight about the fact that 9pm IS an acceptable bed time... :)

    Good luck with your morning motivation!