I’ve been on the road the past week and have driven around 1,900 miles. That’s a lot of car time, a lot of meals out, a lot of not being in town for workouts and a lot of temptation to fall into bad habits.
I did run 10 very, very hilly miles (Atlanta is much hillier than Jackson) on Saturday. That was good. Tried to make good choices while I ate out — but a couple of times I didn’t. I did my pushups and sit-ups regularly.
I was ready for today — but was tired. We pulled in from ATL at 8:30 last night and I didn’t get to bed until 10. Three-thirty came early this morning. Very early.
Today’s workout was wonderfully challenging. Leonard’s station was first and I went straight to the plates. I thought we’d do chips and Salsa but it was just moving legs in and out. That was still hard enough — I always do the thing that is hardest to me first. It’s an attitude. And a commitment. We did Clark’s station (lots of running), the treadmill and ran the Gauntlet (one lap is about a 440). Three were while we carried a 25-lb. plate and three were without. We also squeezed in 45 pushups and squats in between.
I sweated like a sprinkler.
I was sweating off my trip. I was sweating off the bad food and the excess caffeine that I used to stay awake.
It was hard. But I felt great.
A healthy lifestyle is a marathon, not a sprint. It’s something I remember even when I’m on the road.