pole nights rock ;)
We have had some bad news tonight - Kirsti (one of our team members) has decided that she does not want to take part in the Trailwalker event. On the back of that we're looking for our 4th team member - if you fancy walking 100km with a bunch of girls let us know.... xD
Anyway, I had a sleepy day today. You know those days. The ones where you can't really remember what you were doing 10 seconds ago.
So I had a sleepy day today....you know, one of those days....
Anyway. Tonight was Pole night xD
As the last night of the challenge I decided to film myself on the pole! I'm still waiting for that from Tom's phone - I'll have to write my essay on the amazingness of pole tomorrow with attached footage (I also did the Butterfly from last week....whoop!!), so instead I'm going to go with the theme of running.
Today I went over my blogs from when I started the c25k programme back in March 2012. I read through the posts on my old blog and whilst I was writing the article for our "today's news section" (Light, sleep and Obesity) I considered what some of my problems have been in the past that still haunt me today. I'm scared. Why can't I do handstands? Why have I sabotaged my own weight loss before? Because it comes back to the fundamental fear of failure. Why lose weight when I can blame something or someone else? Well, I'm not getting enough sleep/I'm too busy at work to work out/my husband makes amazing food....we've all used those excuses before - when do they become redundant?
They became largely redundant for me a little over two years ago. Don't get me wrong, I still have those days where I want to blame ANYone else for my unhappiness or failure to do something - Ah, Dave the cat ate my sock, damn I can't go running or ooops, Tom is busy and can't go to the gym. Neither of those things mean that I don't have to to, or that I can't but it's still tempting to believe that outside circumstances have a large impact on my choices.
I believe we all make choices. They lead to outcomes. Sometimes those outcomes could never been seen in a million years, sometimes it's an obvious one. At the moment I know I'm CHOOSING to allow myself to be scared. Scared of failing, scared of hurting myself (those damn handstands), scared of looking silly. When you think about it though - what do any of those things actually mean in the long term? Obviously choosing to play chicken with 10-tonne lorries is off the cards, but that's a RATIONAL thing to be scared of. Going upside down on a pole or doing a handstand.....well, I'm sure it happens but how many people actually hurt themselves doing those things?
The fear is everywhere too. Don't ride a motorbike - you might get killed. Don't eat too much sugar - you might get killed. Don't eat carbs - you'll get fat. Don't don't don't. How many of us consider what would happen if we do? Where would our lives take us if we just said "yes" and trialled it?
Anyway, talk about a tangent! Running. I came across this whilst I was looking for something else and found it an interesting read - ladies, it always feels hard to work out during period week and this article explains that it's not just in our heads!!
Anyway, it's past bedtime for me - so over and out.
Happy running XD
p.s. keep those clicks coming peeps :)