Thursday, April 12, 2012
Sense of Entitlement
I was in a store talking to the sales clerk the other day and actually uttered the words "I'm an MS DOS kinda girl!" They had a good laugh. Of course I'm constantly laughing at myself because I'm chocked full of nonsense. I use to track my every sweat droplet on Daily Mile but then found that I couldn't keep up any longer. Tracking became too much. So...I went to paper tracking. I can throw this little booklet in my purse so at times it can double as a notepad! What's that phone number beside my Tuesday spin, mmmm, ahhh, dunno?
Anyway, if you're like me, which can be good or bad equally, you get a case of the moodies about working out or running. I have a good week, then a bad week. I've decided I would track that too! After much scientific research, I've come to a conclusion....
King of the castle. Why yes, I think I am.
After I PR, I feel this sense of entitlement. I have worked hard, reached the summit, I'm entitled to sleep in and eat ice cream if I want. This type of slovenly thinking can last for days. Bobby Brown wasn't joking when he sang about his prerogative and neither am I when I say that I wanna torch my training schedule after I hit exercising's big PR jackpot. Maybe this is normal, I'm not sure?
Proof. Two weeks ago, I set a PR distance and time swim. I set a half-marathon PR AND I had an off the charts bike ride where I felt like calling Lance Armstrong up and asking him if he "wanted a piece of me!?". Of course in a very asexual way of course. I would only make inappropriate come-on's which involve Dolvette, who, by the way, made a very risky wardrobe choice at the White House, but I'm guessing if he showed up wearing a samurai outfit that I would melt like microwave butter just the same.
The very next week I felt like I shouldn't have to do any of the above. Now, I feel like I'm back to normal. Why can't we just have a RESET button to adjust the mood.
So, this morning while I was shuffling to get out the door, I glanced out my bedroom window and smiled at the Rainbow Bright trees in my front yard. It's a good day to run!....and swim.