I am halfway through my 10 week Half Marathon Program, and I have maintained a pretty even level of enthusiasm for both my runs and my cross training. I've been doing more cross training than might seem necessary for most people. But, following a summer that saw me spend more days in the Doctors office than the gym. I need to hit the cross training hard. Wednesday, I was having a bad mental day when it came to the gym. I was physically pretty tired, but mentally, I had no energy for the gym. I just wanted to lay on the floor and whine about how tired I felt. However, I force myself to attempt a 900. the first Round was gad awful and had me regretting my stubbornness with each rep. After the first round, I though about calling it a day.
But as I sat on my mat sweating, I began to think about all the times that I had given up on a workout like this and how I had always regretted it later. So I picked that thought of didn't make me puke and did them. 25 crunches later, I looked at my list saw 50 Push ups and said to myself, "FUCK NO!" "How about 10?" So after 10 pushups I said to my self "How about 20 dips?" The reply came quickly, "Fine! But still, FUCK YOU!" After the dips, I thought, ok, what about 10 more push ups? The response, "Fine, But you're a Dick!" And so I went on like this, digging deep and cussing myself until I had completed the second round of 300 reps. By the end I was happy that I had pushed myself to go father than my mind wanted to go. I couldn't push forward into the third round, but on this day I had done enough.
50 Push ups
25 Side Lateral Crunches (each side)
15 Russian Twists 6lb Ball
10 Pull ups (assisted)
50 Arm Extensions
25 Flutter Kicks
25 Standard Crunches