I didn’t look at how long ago my last post occured. I’m glad I didn’t do that. It’s been at least a month. I realized that 60-80 hour work weeks and being deep in the throws of late night rehearsals/performances was more than enough to keep me feeling exhausted without throwing the additional energy drain of exercise on top, and it was the right decision. I don’t think I could eat enough to keep up with the busy-ness and I certainly wasn’t sleeping enough. I have regressed some physically in that time, but I know it will come back very quickly and since I’m not in a BATHING SUIT (!!) onstage anymore I’m even okay with it taking awhile.
Today I was able to get back on the saddle. I ran for 3 miles. I don’t have my time but it was around 30 minutes. It was rough, but not that rough. I’m out of town for work, so it’s the treadmill for me – I only run outside when I’m in a familiar city – and I HATE the treadmill. Running in one place staring at yourself is just not very motivating. To make up for that, I set the treadmill to a pace I thought would push me but that I could maintain and stuck to it the whole run. Since I’m still trying to find my pace, I figured this was the best use of horrible treadmill time. Also, I did finally run today and realized there is an invisible wall for me around 3 miles and I’m bored with being on this side of it. I’m pretty excited about the possibilities of that idea.
Finally, I just want to take a moment to laugh about competition. I actually went running once between my last post and today. I was in a hotel gym, much like this morning, and there was a gentleman in there already. I have no idea how long he had been running prior to my entering the little gym. I jumped on the treadmill next to him and kicked it up to a pretty high pace, as I didn’t have a long time to run. While getting up to that pace, I kid you not, he matched every increase I made. When I finally quit about 15 minutes later, he jumped off almost immediately after me. Now, I’m not going to pretend like I understand why this happened for sure, but it was a very stereotypical gym experience for me and solidified one idea: have a plan for yourself and work that plan. Friendly competition is one thing, but don’t be swayed by every stranger that crosses your path. That’s a life lesson, folks.