One Last Tri - Week 6

Going into this week I knew it was going to be hell. Stretching the weeks of working without a day off into almost two months had me completely burned out. My motivation to do anything other than get up and go through the motions of going to work was completely drained. At the beginning of the week I had hopes to at least work on some minor fitness, maybe strength training, or just forcing myself to go to the gym and walk around the track. But as 8 hour days kept turning into 12 hour days and the weekend turned from 12 hour work days into 16 hour work days I was falling apart.

Life happens.

This week started out busy and quickly became insane. As the days passed and no training was completed I started really losing motivation. That thought that creeps into your mind; “you’ve already missed three days, this week is shot” or “you should just give up now, it was ridiculous to think you could achieve this.” Over and over I beat myself up until suddenly it was Saturday and I was working from 730am till around midnight. There was no training happening this week and I would simply just need to learn to deal with it.

Thankfully I have a physically demanding job, walking around 12k-15k steps a day, and climbing 15-20 flights of stairs. I am fortunate to be on my feet and working so that I do not lose my fitness. I was grateful to continue averaging around 7 hours of sleep a night, and I have begun seeing my resting heart rate reach the 40s.

As my training week came to an end on Saturday night, my work week was not even close, and the motivation I had to write a blog post about my failure to continue in my plan was not a possibility. Although looking back I believe it is an important lesson, fitness is not lost as quickly as mental fortitude. And the ability to get back into training after overcoming failure is a skill on its own. This week was not successful like I wanted it to be, but I can still look at it as a learning opportunity, therefore pulling success from failure.