As I write this, there are 77 days until Patriots' Day. Twenty-eight days in February, thirty-one in March, and eighteen in April.
The bad news: I lost the entire month of January to sickness.
The good news: I am healthy now, and I am hungry. The last couple of days, I have felt this energy in me, trying to find its way out. I feel strong. I feel anxious, in a good way, like I haven't felt in longer than I can remember.
Tomorrow is my first day back on the grind. Probably a light run, some time on the elliptical, some core work, and maybe a little strength training, depending on how I feel.
I don't have much time. Eleven weeks. I have to train smarter than I've ever trained. I have to push myself further than I've ever pushed myself before. I have to stay healthy, eat healthy. This challenge is so much more than I ever expected, now. Of course, no one can foresee being sick for nearly a month straight, either. That said, it's here, it's in front of me, it's attainable. I got this.
I got this.
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Chris - Hang in there. January sucked for me too. Sickness and foot injury killed two weeks for me. You'll get back out there. As you say, just gotta train smart. There's still plenty of time left. See you at the starting line.
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