Yesterday I went to the gym with the intent to swim for my workout. The plan was 10 laps and I thought that would be good. When I got to 10, I thought…I can sure get to 15…then 20, 25 and 30 laps (a mile is 35 laps). By the time I got to 30, I was feeling it…a LOT.
Then I decided that 5 more laps were not impossible…they would be more work than the others, more effort and more concentration to stay focused…not impossible.
My toe started to cramp, my arms and shoulders were showing me muscles I forgot existed and they were protesting, my breathing was harder and I was spent…
The cool and not so cool part is that you do a lap in halves. I mean, you swim one length and then you get to go back to the start to finish the lap. So I counted 30, 30 and a 1/2, 31…
I cannot tell you how wonderful it felt to finish at 35. I was exhausted, sore and elated all in the same breath.
When I got to my car, I could tell my body was hurting, and yet, my mind was telling me job well done!
I gave my all to get to the 35th lap. It felt fantastic to do my best and finish it!
I didn’t know I had it in me to do it. I wasn’t planning on it. It just kept me going and I got there.
This fitness journey has been the most challenging thing I’ve done in my life. It has been the most rewarding thing I’ve done in a while. Doing it for me, to be healthy and to live a good life.
Each day is another day on the journey…and I am finding joy in it.
“I no longer live to eat delicious foods…I eat to live a delicious life.”