I woke up arguing with myself. This week’s workouts have kicked my butt and I need a rest day. I have that exhausted feeling from top to bottom. I am not sure why I’m worn out – no extra mileage this week but I suppose I did do some workouts that I haven’t done in a while. At any rate, I need a rest day. I’m a big believer in the value of rest and recovery time for your muscles so I shouldn’t have an issue with it. So where’s the argument? It’s all about timing.
I am going to take today off, I thought about it last night and feel even more certain this morning.
But if I don’t workout today I may not get to workout all weekend and that’s THREE rest days. That’s just excessive.
If I get up early tomorrow I can go for a run. Well, if I pack tonight for our weekend trip AND get up early in the morning, then I can go for a run.
But we have friends coming over and we both know you’re not going to want to get up early, especially since you’re not in training for anything right now. There’s no schedule to make you feel guilty about resting.
Exactly – I’m not on a training schedule right now, I’m just maintaining and having fun. There’s no good reason to push it.
But I really need more time on the bike and even if I do manage to drag myself out of bed tomorrow there won’t be time for a bike ride. Today there’s time for a bike ride.
I am a stubborn person and I’m not sure if I’m stubborn enough to stick to giving myself a break – even if it means I don’t workout for three days in a row. Because there’s a part of me that is equally as stubborn about taking advantage of the schedule, and today’s schedule works for a bike ride. But really… what’s the big deal in taking a three day break anyway?
See, I’m still arguing.