Last night I got to go to my favorite class EVER….Anne Marie’s D Series (aka lots of cardio) at Unite. It’s super hard but she’s so encouraging that most of the time I’m smiling from ear to ear while running at 6.5 on a 10 incline…not easy! Last night was a totally different story.
The class and Anne Marie were still awesome, but I was not so awesome. I don’t know if it was the fact I hadn’t worked out much in the past week (before Flywheel on Monday, my last workout was Anne Marie’s class last Tuesday) because of my cold or it was family stress from over the weekend, but I was not handling the cardio well. I had to walk a lot (I might be slow, but I usually never walk in that class) and at times I felt like I was never going to catch my breath. I know that means I’m pushing myself, but I knew that the pace and incline I was currently at would not normally cause that for me.
I pushed myself through the cardio and into the weight room. FYI, Turkish Get Ups are not easy, in case you thought they were…crazy Turkish people. I dropped down my weights and just forced myself to keep up as best as possible. Despite Anne Marie’s assurances that I rocked it (I was rocky…I did not rock it, but thanks 🙂 ) I left feeling slightly discouraged. I knew that I worked hard (I had to do a complete change of clothes before walking outside. No lie.) but I knew that my workout wasn’t as good as it could have been.
I know that my workouts will continue to improve as I recover from my cold, but I mean…really. I just wanted to feel like a rock star…is that so much to ask?
Any tips on dealing with this type of frustration?