Friday. I have to admit I’m feeling pretty darn good this week. I’m feeling strong and energetic, probably more than I have in a long time.
Wednesday I did my swim workout and had a strange head rush afterwards. I worked really hard for the 1 hour and 1 minute it took to do the workout. Afterwards I went into the Jacuzzi for a few minutes and I actually felt kind of high. I couldn’t figure out what was going on. I had already been in a good mood going into the gym (practicing my positive energy) and I had to admit that compared to the week before when I had gone to the gym it was a totally different experience.
Last Tuesday I had gone to the gym, had a “discussion” with the desk person about not being able to bring my guest in without a charge and I admit I let it effect me — I let it set the tone for my day. I had a terrible workout on the treadmill and even ending in the workout with a couple laps in the pool and a dip in the Jacuzzi had been disappointing (it was luke warm at best). And, apparently I left my gym toiletries bag and swimsuit in the locker room because when I when I went to search for it later I couldn’t find it. I just had a really negative vibe going on. That was last week.
This week I had practicing my good energy. On my way to the gym a guy in the elevator asked me out for coffee (okay, he was about 9,000 years old and used a walker but hey, a date is a date, right? lol) When I enetered the health club I went down to the desk. The same gal that I had the “discussion” with last week was there. I gave her my guest passes that I had promised her the previous week for my guest (they did give me my money back). She took my expired guest pass and said “we’ll just use this one” and handed me back my current guest passes so I still have 3 guest passes left. How nice was that?!?!
I went into the locker room and signed for a towel. As I turned around the clerk said “I think we have your bag from last week.” I had totally forgotten about it. She handed me my purple toiletrie bag and my very expensive bathing suit wrapped in a separate bag. I hadn’t been there for a week!! How the heck did she remember that?!!? How nice was that?!?!?
I went up to the pool and did my workout. It was actually kind of hard because I was practicing what Jaime had demonstrated the previous weekend about pulling in the water — making my entire arm feel heavy (not just pulling with my hands). Okay, let me say this, after about 1/2 hour I was really breathing hard and my arms were starting to feel, well, pooped. Holy, moly, pulling is hard. How the heck am I supposed to do this for 2.4 miles? It’s much easy my old way where you just kind of float along in the water and don’t actually use any muscles. Okay, okay, I’ll admit it. I was going faster. I can’t tell how much faster because we had to use a pull buoy much of the time as well. But I will have the opportunity to see if I am any faster on Saturday when we do a key timed swim in the pool. So we’ll see……
After the pool I jumped into the jacuzzi. Nice and hot!! Big difference from last week. That’s when I realized I was feeling high. I was really feeling a buzz from the swim. Not dizzy, a really clarity. All of a sudden it dawned on me that I was experiencing what they call a “runner’s high!” How funny!! I’ve never actually experienced it running but now after putting in 1 hour of hard work in the pool (I was really WORKING) I felt the endorphine rush that people talk about. I’ve never had it before. Talk about a good mood!! I was really ready to rumble! I tried to focus on the feeling and just thought to myself “if this is the result of positive thinking, it’s not too bad!!!’
Yesterday I did 1:15 minute spin on my bike. It was supposed to be 1:20-1:30 but honestly I was so bored I had to get off. I worked hard for the 1:15 but I have yet to learn to conquer the “I’m bored demon.” I had plenty of energy, but I just wanted something more interesting to do with my time. When that little boredom guy settles on my shoulder it is really hard to shake him. Exercise seems stupid and mindless and I just want to escape (at least running or biking outside you get the fresh air and the scenic distraction — on an indoor bicycle trainer or treadmill the monotony can really get to me).
I got off the bike and went to my 1 hour pilates session with Elly. I was nervous because I missed last week and I hadn’t be going to yoga either so I thought I might be a little off. Boy, was I wrong! That was probably my strongest Pilates session yet! Even Elly made a few comments like “wow, what’s going on?” I don’t know but my core and legs seemed stronger than ever! Imagine what would happen if I did all the core work I should be doing? I have to say it was actually kind of weird. I’m not used to have mind and muscles in synch at the same time. I will say I am feeling a smidge in my abs today and I might want to think twice about “showing off” next time — particularly with those scissor leg kicks — those hurt!!!
So today is WW. I’m a little nervous to see the results of my positive thinking experiment on the scale. (Deliberately no tracking this week and a lot of visualization). Again my scale is fritzing out so I haven’t been able to weigh myself except for Monday. I’m actually enjoying the little head game I’m playing with the scale. Everyday I keep trying to use the scale and a little “L” pops up and it won’t work. So I give up and then I try a couple of days later and it works. As soon as I think it is fixed it stops working again. It’s like a big reminder to me to stop obsessing about the scale. As soon as I see the “L” it is like a reminder to think positive thoughts of being healthy and strong instead of concentrating on the number on the scale. Today I’ll get weighed in at WW and let’s see if I gained or lost this week by just trying to envision myself as a healthy athlete.
If I have to guess, I think I did better this week. I don’t think I gained any weight, not feeling like I lost any either though. Last night we had a big Indian Food dinner at bookclub so that might creep up the scale a smidge but I managed to resist an entire table laden with chocolate and ate not one piece (because I knew if I started with one piece I would eat ten!)
The other strange thing that has been going on is my not drinking. I keep forgetting that I’m not drinking! I haven’t had so much of a sip of alcohol since before midnight on New Year’s Eve. Instead of being tortured by it like I thought I would, I find myself not even noticing it gone from my life. I had planned just continue through the end of February but I honestly have to ask myself, if I’m not missing it, why bother? I definitely don’t want to say “no drinking until after the Ironman” because I just can’t imagine that there won’t be a time when I’ll really want to have a nice glass of wine. But right now, I feel really good and the idea of mucking up my blood sugar is making wine feel like a turn-off. Okay, what the heck is going on? Runner’s high? No desire for drinking? No knee pain? Powerhouse Pilates? Is this all from the power of positive thinking? I don’t know what to think. I feel really, really, really good. It’s kind of freaking me out.
[Okay, very funny aside. I purchased “The Secret” on DVD and anxiously awaited its arrival so I could become totally obsessed with watching it every day. It arrives and you’ll never guess what happened… It was cracked!! ROFL, “The Secret” was cracked. I just thought that was the funniest thing. Okay, I guess it’s just me.]
Today is normally a swim day, but I got “permission” from my coach to do another run day instaed. My knees and legs are feeling so good and I’m feeling so energized that I wanted to sneak in another run session before my legs figured out what was going on. He agreed to let me do 45-60 minutes of EASY running concentrating on fast feet. I’m so good right now that I feel like I could do two loops of Central Park. Very weird. Very Alien. Very not me. So I think the thing to do is do five miles on the flat in Riverside and leave myself wanting to run more. Okay, is anyone else freaked out by that last comment? I am…..
One final note/observation. Although I have been hydrating and taking my vitamins (I have four pills left to take and I will have FINISHED a bottle of 120 tables taking two a day….) my sleep has returned to normal. I’m sleeping less than 6 hours a night again and I can’t seem to sleep more. Last three nights, I try to go to sleep and I can’t. I keep tossing and turning and end up watching Sex in the City falling asleep at 11:30 and then I’ve been up at 4:50 each morning. Don’t ask me what happens at 4:50 — nothing. No alarm, no anything. I just keep waking up at 4:50. I fall asleep right at the end of the show and sleep straight through until 4:50 and then I can’t sleep anymore. Isn’t that weird? Not 5 a.m., 4:50. I had been hitting 7 hours for awhile but now I’m back to the old me. Kind of wish that wasn’t the case…. Just an observation for the training records….
“All power is from within and therefore under our control.”