Struggles—the word that best sums up my Tuesday. I haven’t been off to a great start this week. My mood has fluctuated left, right, and center—from from being tired to feeling glimmers of optimism to flatlining around grumpiness. Perhaps I would be in a worse mood if I weren’t working out? Other external factors aside, devil’s advocate would suggest maybe not working out would lead to a better mood (or feeling less tired), but medical experts have proven otherwise.
Anyway, hubby and I did make it to the gym. Hubby felt like his workout time flew by. For me, the 30-minute workout felt like an eon. The seconds counted down like grains of sand in an hourglass. I was imagining all of the things I could do in 30-minutes as I was plodding away on the elliptical. X would take 5 minutes, Y would take 10, etc.
Usually, I would apply the opposite train of thought and think – you just wasted more than 30 minutes, you could have easily worked out. That was not the case this time. Instead, 15 minutes in, I had to block the monitor featuring the timer. It was easier to focus on the sounds coming out my headphones afterwards, and the time, even though a constant, felt like it moved faster. Yay for not giving up!
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