So, it’s really hot out.

L.A. didn’t have a hot summer.  I was fine with that.  I love consistently mild weather–I never get sick of it!  It is perfect for working out, perfect for getting me in a good mood, perfect for napping, etc.  I have never been one to complain about lack of seasons.  But all of a sudden, it’s 113 degrees at work today.  Excuse me?  Really, L.A.?  Yes, Texas gets this hot in the summer.  But everywhere in Texas is over-air-conditioned, so you still have to take a sweater around.  Here, I have a modest room-sized A.C. that is saving my life right now.  I won’t be leaving my room tonight.  Because I’m a super wimp when it comes to heat (or freezing temps).

It’s not lasting much longer (this week anyways), so I’m not too terribly upset.  But I hate when I attempt a nap–I actually have time for it in my schedule–and it can’t happen.  I’m a terrible sleeper, so mess up one variable (temperature)–and it’s no use.  So today, though not a hard day in any way, has completely exhausted me.

So I figured I would take this time to say: I don’t always love working out (because I didn’t love it today).  These are the several kinds of workouts I have throughout the week

1) “I can’t wait to get outside and workout! (or get to the gym! or go to the pool!)”:  These aren’t completely rare, but I would guess I have no more than one workout a week where I’m jumping for joy to get it started.  The funny thing is, it’s rare that my mood sustains itself during a workout–no matter what the mood is.  So, I’ve discovered if I start out too strong, eager, excited–there is bound to be some disappointment around the corner somewhere.

2)  “I’m not really pumped about this workout, but I know I will be 15 minutes into it”:  This is the majority of my workouts.  Well, sometimes it takes a good half hour to get really into it, but knowing that I can feel crappy at the beginning of the workout & finish feeling so much better–it’s what gets me over the ‘workout hump.’

3)  “I feel like throwing up.  or I’m so tired right now.  Why am I working out?”:  This will also happen at least once a week.  It’s usually because of lack of rest or the wrong nutrition, but I feel like a zombie.  Or I just feel like lying down and taking a long nap.  Or I feel like “maybe I can skip this ONE workout & still be OK.”  Now, these workouts themselves aren’t usually the fastest or most efficient, but my mood often soars after completing one–simply because I forced myself out there & just did it.  Nothing makes you feel tougher.  But I must say that on these days, about 75% of the time–I rest.

4)  “Haven’t I done this workout before?”:  This is the kind of workout where you are strictly going through the motions.  It’s not emotional in any kind of way, or too physically challenging.  The whole thing is done in a daze–not because you’re tired or not ‘in tune’—but just because you have chosen to completely zone out.  This mostly takes place when I go on one of my favorite routes that I know inside and out.  I finish the workout with not much recollection of what just went on–it was all so typical.

5)  “I’ll just do 15 minutes during this workout”: the idea is that once you’re out there and working out, you will want to go much longer than 15 minutes.  It doesn’t really work with me.  Once I get past that point, I say, “Um, Kristy, you said we only had to go 15 minutes.  Why are we still running?”  I’ll make it to about 25 minutes & feel like I’m a super-star for that long endurance workout.  So I don’t often tell myself lies like this.

6)  “I didn’t know I could do this workout!”:  I love when I try a workout that seems to challenging for me, but I get through it anyway.  This happened throughout the summer with the long UCLA workouts.  It happens with my trainer at the gym, when I’m lunging more than half my weight. Or during my intervals on the track.  In the moment, it’s usually very very challenging.  It’s not “fun.”  But WOW, I feel so awesome at the end–depleted and strong all at the same time.  I love these workouts, but not everyday.

If you have a workout plan–or are starting one, or are thinking about starting one…I would just like to say that after 11 years of very consistent workouts, that it is never “easy.”  Or rarely “easy.”  Just because you post triathlon pictures, or write race reports, or talk about working out all the time–or even because you really really love it…I still have to motivate myself.  I sort of mopingly put on my workout gear, have a sip of coffee, and say *let’s do this*.  I have to constantly remind myself that I’m LUCKY to be doing any of these sports.

I woke up this morning feeling like crap.  I had some great workouts this weekend–a beautiful trail run on Saturday & crazy hard hill repeats on the bike Sunday.  But I couldn’t sleep last night & woke up with a killer headache.  My new schedule allows for going to work late on Monday, so I scheduled a session with my trainer in the morning.  When I got there, I hopped on the treadmill to warm up & I’m usually running a very fast pace mile to get me going–but it was SLOW moving.  My trainer was late, I wondered at what point I could just wander back home & come back when I felt better.  But he showed, I complained a little bit as we started some Olympic lifts (really, these again??  We always are using this bar!!…and the trainer answers, “Umm, usually weightlifting involves lifting some kind of weight”).  I nearly had a meltdown when he took me over to the squat rack.  “SQUATS!?!  We did these Friday!!!”  But at some point, I just shut my mouth, focus & I do the work.  I focus on using my muscles & they almost always surprise me with their capabilities.  I forget to complain.

I walked out of the gym–glad to have my workout over but still not feeling amazing.  The heat took the wind out of my sails, and I have been laying around all evening–wondering what I’m supposed to be doing…I mean, I’m sure there’s something productive for me to do…but I can’t quite think of it (quick solution: do a load of laundry).  I just wanted to write a post to say although I couldn’t imagine spending my free time any other way (running, biking, swimming, building muscle), it has its moments where it–combined with the rest of your life–just wears you out.