I went to bed last night feeling fantastic...
I woke up this morning feeling a little bit sore. ;-)
In reality, the soreness hasn't fully hit yet. I know it will be sometime tomorrow when I feel like I might die. So, it was totally great that I went for a cardio workout today, right? :-)
I enjoy having some guidance from a trainer. I also love that I found this internal motivation. I don't know how to describe it--I feel a need to reach this athletic goal more than the other goals on the list. Maybe it is because of the injury and wheelchair time--I want to show that my body can make a miraculous comeback? Or maybe it is just that I have so much to do in this world, and I need to be fit to get it all done?
I don't know, but do I inspire myself. :-)
I talked to my students today about goals. I gave them a nice speech about last night's training session, and how I was not allowed to have excuses. There wasn't a need for them, because they weren't productive. Any excuse I would spout out wasn't going to make me a better athlete. Today, I didn't even think of an excuse when I started to get tired. I knew it wouldn't do me any good--I still had to finish my workout!
So, beyond the obvious health benefits of this project, there have been tremendous emotional supports. I took a good long look at my list earlier, and started to see how symbolic so many of those items were to me. They each symbolized a different part of my life that I wanted to get back in order... No... NEEDED to get back in order, so that I could really be at peace and enjoy my existence on this earth.
But that's for another post...
Maybe tomorrow... after Round 2 of Death Camp... :-D