The hardest to remember

I was officially In A Mood when I got home from work today.

I was overly tired from staying up too late last night reading.

I was crabby about some potential future fights I might have to have with someone who I think has the intellect of a fruit fly (I’ll say more, once this person is no longer in charge of some of my money).

I was stressed about some work stuff.

My hormones are doing some wack-a-doodle things in response to some new medicine I’ve started.

Add it all together and you get A Mood.

So, when my buddy E. texted me and asked if I was up for a jog tonight I said no. Mr.Monkey had to go do an errand and I had the kid and blah blah blah (THE MOOD) so no.

She texted back and gently suggested that I could just take him the jogging stroller (which he basically loves as I always give him a tasty snack and gets to lounge like a king).

I thought for a minute about how grumpy I felt and about how I’d have to put more air in the stroller tires and who knows if the kid would be crabby after a long day at daycare. But then I said yes anyways, mostly because I wanted to hang out with E.

You know how this is going to end, right?

That we had a pretty great run/walk and we did more running than I’ve done in a while.

That I felt much better, practically cheerful, afterwards.

That I was 100% glad I went.

Why is it, the how could I feel after working out, the hardest thing to remember in the before working out moments?

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2 thoughts on “The hardest to remember

  1. Jill says:

    It’s gotta be some kind of exercise amnesia, right? It’s so hard for me to find the motivation to get up and do something, but I never regret it once I’m done.

  2. Adrienne says:

    When I first started running about two years ago in preparation for my first tri, I had to go out for a 2 mile run while my sister-in-law and her family were visiting. The LAST thing I wanted to do was go out for a run in the NC heat and humidity while everyone else was at home having a beer. But my sister-in-law looked at me and said, “You’ll never regret going, you’ll always regret not going”. Even if I don’t go for as long as I want/should, I always go. And I always feel better when I’m done. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve reminded myself of her advice. So simple but just saying it to myself reminds me to take care of myself. Good for you for getting out there!

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