Today I was working out and I realized something. One, that I’m incredibly out of shape, but more importantly, how my body reacted to how I was thinking. Let me explain.
I set the elyptical for a 30 minute workout. It’s a pretty cool machine that varies levels of resistence throughout the course of the workout, tells you weather you’re going to fast, or too slow and spits out all kinds of numbers (calories burned, miles traveled, heart rate, etc…) while you’re doing your workout.
After a little bit, I was getting pretty winded and had worked up a pretty decent sweat. I looked down at the moniter and much to my dismay, learned I was 21:33 left on the damn machine. Literally a soon as I saw how much longer I was expected, I felt as though I was running in cement, and my lungs felt as though I smoked a pack a day. I strongly considered just ending the workout prematurely, but while I attempted to rationalize in my head quitting, I actually convinced myself to move on. My thought was “hey I’ve already ran for 9 minutes, that’s better than I could have done 3 months ago”. Mid sentence it occurred to me. “Wow, I’ve been running for almost ten minutes”. While a more seasoned runner may have scoffed at me feeling good for a ten minute run, I was genuinely proud. My legs suddenly felt light, and my breathing felt effortless. Suddenly time sped up. Bizarre as it sounds, my workout got legitimately easier the second my mindset was positive.
It’d be rational to say I simply caught my “Second wind”. And there’s a very good chance that’s exactly what happened. But I’d also like to think that at least part of it was the ability to appreciate what I’d accomplished to that point, coupled with an understanding of what I still needed to do. And that’s not an easy thing to do a lot of times, but it was amazing how much easier the task at hand got once I realized it.