Monday, August 31, 2009

A Goal to Aim For

Today was a pretty good day. I can honestly say that I am getting ready to go to bed feeling good about the day. I have kept a close eye on my calorie consumption, even this evening. When I came home, I ate dinner and I left it at that. (Well, I did have one bread and butter pickle spear about 30 minutes after dinner.) I have a goal to reach on Sunday and I have to do everything in my power to make sure I see the number I want to see on Sunday. This brings me to my workout today...

I set the timer on the treadmill for 25 minutes as always. I was sitting at (I think) about 1 1/4 miles when I upped the timer another 5 minutes. I was cruising right along, lost in my music and my drive to achieve something today, when all of a sudden, my treadmill came to a stop. My first thought, "Didn't I add more time?" Then I thought, "The treadmill broke?" Then I turned to look behind me and realized that the dude on the treadmill beside me unplugged my treadmill when he got off of his. I took my earpiece out and I think my mouth was hanging open just a bit. I couldn't believe that my workout came to an abrupt halt like that. I think I've mentioned in one of my blogs before how much I like the "numbers" that I see when the workout is over. The total calories burned, the total distance and total time. I like those. It gives me a sense of accomplishment. This dude's wife or companion or whomever he had come in with just smiled an said, "Wow, that was a sudden stop wasn't it?" I don't think the dude ever apologized. I've decided that he sucks and I don't like him anymore. (A bit of an exaggeration there, but I was a bit taken aback by his lack of common courtesy.) ... So I RESTARTED my workout. That really ticked my off. No good numbers to look at. Now I'm sweating and nothing to show for it. But that's ok, because I decided to take my energy and channel it into running for a bit. Well, I don't know if it was a run or a good little jog. It was nice though. I jogged or ran for an entire song. It was an upbeat song and it felt good to run/jog to it. I even did a bit of a jogging dance. With two particular repetitious beats of the song, I did a little side-step. I have no doubt that this may have looked a little weird to an onlooker who had no idea what the beat was playing in my ear, but to me, it was really fun to do a little dance-of-sorts on the treadmill. I have always loved to dance. But to "dance" while I did something that made me feel that good... that feeling is irreplaceable. The name of the song?... Feel Good, Inc. How coincidental. The song that followed was a really good running/jogging song as well. One day soon I will be able to run/jog to both songs consecutively. I promise you (and me) that!

Thank you so much for your comments! They really mean alot to me.
I hope you all have a great day today (or tomorrow, whichever the case may be.)

x's and o's


  1. I know what it's like to be abrubtly stopped in a work-out. It throws you off balance. But a good beat is the perfect cure.

  2. Awesome, I wish I had been there with you. Just think how far you've come.