As a follow-up to my post on motivation the other day, I don't want anyone to think that it's all sunshine and roses. I do exercise a lot, but it's not always fun or easy. I do have a lot of motivation (most of the time), but a lot of why I'm so driven comes from where I've been. It's a lot easier to push yourself when you fully understand the consequences of not pushing yourself. I never regret where I've been because it has made me who I am today.
Anyway, with that said, here's a run-down of Gabrielle's weekend of various exercise events:
I woke up at 6:45 Saturday morning to do an 8-mile run from Crestview Hills Town Center up Dixie Highway to Fort Wright and back. Jenn was supposed to be running with me, but she wasn't able to make it. Even though I was flying solo, I decided to still do the route she planned for us anyway. Before going to the start, I drove to where the turnaround was and stashed a Gatorade. And, there just so happens to be a water fountain at almost exactly 2 miles in, so I stayed well-hydrated the whole time. And the weather--how about this weather?! Perfect weather, great run. Since I had strategically parked my car in between Panera and Servatii's Bakery, I had a strong feeling that some sort of pastry would be purchased and consumed immediately afterward. But, for once in my life, I eschewed the sweets and headed right to the gym for workout #2 of the day.
I haven't been doing as much weight training as I should lately, so Saturday morning's Group Power class was going to result in some soreness any way I looked at it. The usual instructor, Shannon, was out, and our substitute was Tara. I had never taken a class from Tara before, so I had no idea what I was in for. Tara arrived about 10 minutes late and seemed to not be in much of a hurry. In between each track, Tara explained in excruciating detail exactly what to do and what not to do (focusing almost entirely on what not to do), thereby stretching the 50-minute session into more than an hour and a half. Despite her lack of urgency, Tara was actually a very good instructor, and the fact that I paid a lot more attention to my form turned out to give me a much tougher workout than I usually get from Group Power. And holy hell was I sore the next morning.
Speaking of the next morning, I was supposed to go bike riding with my brother Maury on Sunday, and was bummed when he told me we wouldn't be able to go riding on the Loveland trail because of a bike race. Since we don't really know where else to safely ride without potentially getting hit by cars (if you have any ideas, please share them), we cancelled our biking outing.
I've been biking a few times now, and I really enjoy it. I'm even thinking about buying my own bike. Am I a triathlete in the making, you may wonder? Um, don't be so sure... at least not until the day I enter a swimming pool without a raft and a beer.
So, with biking cancelled, Sunday was pretty much open. Instead of going out somewhere to watch the Bengals game Sunday afternoon, I wisely (in retrospect) just laid on my couch and flipped back and forth between watching the Bengals suck it up and the Reds suck it up. I was glad I got my rest, because at 5:30 it was Zumba time! My friend and fellow Zumba instructor Danielle invited me to a Zumbathon for breast cancer, and when biking got cancelled I decided I would try to attend the Zumbathon instead. I'm so glad I went. I just went to my first Zumbathon a few weeks ago, and it was such a blast! This one was great too, and I'm looking forward to many Zumbathons to come.
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