i miss the gym, a lot, but i’m going to resist from going to the gym for at least two more days. i need the rest and my body needs to recover after such a crazy but fun-filled birthday week of festivities. when i step back into the gym, i want to be fresh and ready to begin my new program. let me relinquish the feeling of not being sore for forty more odd hours because once the grind starts, maybe i’ll only feel soreness. spent an evening catching up on my news feed and tvb drama
it’s finally made official, but deep down i know it’s over for the better. the decision to leave at one of my most critical time was already a telling tale; but i learned to bare next to no expectations from then on. if i was able to survive that storm alone, i’d be able to manage others just fine. i don’t understand why i held on even when i wasn’t happy, when letting go makes me hurt less. lots of things are about to change. it’s time to reset myself and get back to understanding what my own priorities don’t need to live in the shadows of everyone else’s
my daily dosage of sports doesn’t stop even when tired. playing some rusty tennis in mid day heat probably isn’t the smartest choice, but it was spontaneous alternative to a bailed hike. two plus hours out in the heat hitting balls got me pretty dark. i can’t imagine a couple more times and i’ll have enough vitamin d to have some crazy tan lines. got some quiet time in the middle of the day and quality time at night because it just isn’t a sunday without having seen
cramming in more studying and ready to ace that second midterm. i didn’t do as much studying as i would have liked because i had problems focusing, but i had a pretty good feeling as i handed in the test. now i can kick back at home and enjoy my down time. it’s not that late but the sky may say otherwise; must get used to it because it’ll get dark early for the next couple months
we both carry a busy and fast paced lifestyle. during our downtime, we sit back sipping on our smoothies and taking our usual walks, making the most out of the time we have together. i am feeling exhausted after getting back into town, but i am still committed to an evening of training followed by pineapple league. another scary moment at dodgeball as i was down for second time within a month. head shots have been a problem; only a few days ago did i mention i felt like i was over my concussion. i feel terrible everyone has to worry about me and i hate to see mo so concerned
glad i made it through a crazy long saturday and able to sit and wind down at the end of the day. woke up early and got my day going with a strong morning gym session and ended the day nicely with mellow night out and quality down time. sandwiched in the between was a mediocre afternoon; teaching was draining and training felt pretty unproductive because my hamstrings are feeling miserable
having some down time amidst my busy schedule is never a bad thing. spent my alone time being productive at timmys and doing my readings before i go off to training. i am only on the first chapter of this book, but everything that’s been said totally relates to me. this might help pull me out of the many competition ruts that i stumbled upon. why have i not read this book way back to my first competition days??