back on the horse
I had lofty aspirations this year; I was going to start with Power 90 graduate into Power 90 Masters Series and then work my way into P90X and finish the year strong with P90X2. Life often has a way of getting in the way of your goals.
Last week I was traveling for business and I was assisting in doing a setup for a few clients. The setup consisted of me throwing around 19″ monitors and slinging open computer boxes to setup around 600 users for a new desktop experience. It was definitely something my body wasn’t used to doing on a daily basis.
To put this into perspective; I have a desk job where I spend nine or ten hours plugging away at a computer the brunt of my workouts come from the gym. Six, seven, eight hours of throwing around monitors and setting up new systems gave my body a workout that I wasn’t expecting.
I foolishly brought my workout clothes and resistance bands with me thinking that I would be able to restart Power90 while I was away. Wake up early bust out a thirty minute workout and feel really great for the rest of the day. Of course, I didn’t realize that I would be slinging monitors for hours a day. I didn’t realize that twelve and fourteen hour days would leave me exhausted and barely able to move once I got into bed.
It was the best of intentions but unfortunately I just couldn’t press play with Tony. I do feel like I got a bit of a workout throughout the day and I did notice that at the end of the week I had to move to another a smaller belt loop. With all the heavy lifting I only managed to drop a pound.
I rested for the weekend trying to get caught up from an overly exhausting week. I didn’t run, I didn’t lift, I laid around with my dog and attended a picnic on Sunday. It was a great end to the week.
Still somewhat exhausted I unpacked my bag from my trip last week, took out my resistance bands, put on my heart rate monitor and pressed play. I forgot how intense Power 90 can be with just resistance bands. I forgot how badly I sweat during the workout and how much I enjoy the lunges and squats. I didn’t forget how badly I hate pushups and how I really want a stronger chest to push through.
The thing about falling off the horse isn’t really about how you fell off or how long you stayed off; it’s really about how you bring yourself back into the game. I know it’s a cliche but that’s what life is all about; it’s not about how badly you fall or how long you stay off. It’s how you pick yourself up and carry yourself after. I know I’m behind my personal goals of where I wanted to be by this year; but I am amazed at what I was able to accomplish.
I didn’t just give up. I didn’t just say it was too hard. I restarted and have the determination to see the program through to the end.