Yesterday, I felt miserable. Faint, poor concentration – even when I was trying really hard, dizziness, nausea, the shakes; it really sucked. Not to mention the numbness in my left pinky and ring finger that I seem to have traced to a nerve in my funny bone and that has been like this since Tuesday.
I think this was all a message from my body’s enforcers. The message was, “if you continue to expect certain things from your body, yeah, then your body expects certain things from you.” Certain things, things like 1) Don’t skip cardio 4 days in a row, no excuse is good enough, 2) Get more sleep, 4 or 5 hours and we are going to start breaking knees, 3) When you only have 35 hours to recover between one lifting session with your trainer and the next (6:00 PM – 7:00 PM Wednesday to 6:00 AM – 7:00 AM Friday), don’t even think about smoking a hookah and drinking half a bottle of mead plus a glass of port, you stupid, stupid, careless man!
Yeah, I got the message. Time can only tell if I am smart enough to listen or if the enforcers will be back for another round.
And like any frightened enforcee, I did exactly what they wanted this morning, and I didn’t let anything get in the way. When the gym wasn’t open at 6:30 AM, I did walking lunges and body weight squats for 10 minutes getting my heart rate up over 155 and then did a medium to high intensity walk for 20 minutes followed by 7 minutes of speed intervals on the step mill because by then the gym was open.
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