TGIF!

Friday, Friday, everybody glad it's Friday...

Ok, now that I've referenced that heinous song and probably gotten it stuck in my head for the rest of the day (aaaack), on to better things!

This morning's workout is almost upon us, since I'm writing this while guzzling some tea before hitting the gym.  I tweaked my knee the other day while doing lunges (apparently it didn't appreciate the 20 pound weight I was holding) so I'm avoiding the treadmill for the time being.  I'm also going to avoid my beloved lunges for now, because it still hurts when I do anything squat or lunge-esque.  It's an improvement over yesterday, when it hurt to walk up stairs - but I don't want to push the envelope and risk further injury.

On tap for today, we have:

30 minutes on the elliptical
10 minutes on the bike
10 minutes upper-body strength circuit
Plank - at least 45 seconds, hopefully longer


And now, on to the November Challenge update: yesterday's challenge was, I admit, a total repeat from earlier in the week. 

You see, I've never been very good at listening to my body when it tells me to slow down.  I'm a go, go, go sort of gal, and the "Girl, you need to sit your butt down and rest" message has never been well-received.  I've been known to insist on powering though all manner of fatigue, illness, and injury, simply because I have this weird idea that everything and everyone depends on me getting everything done.

I'll let people down.
People are counting on me.
I'll start re-gaining all the weight I lost.
Everything will fall apart.
Doom!

Last night, after two consecutive nights of insomnia, I was feeling awful.  My knee hurt, I was exhausted, and I had that headache-and-scratchy-throat feeling that usually portends the onset of a cold.  I'd been too tired to make it to the gym in the morning, and I felt like I really, really should go once I got home. 

But once I got home, I was a zombie.  My body was screaming out for rest, but my brain was having none of it.  "You're going to start re-gaining weight," I thought in the middle of a jaw-breaking yawn.  "You can't not work out!"

But I did.  And, as it turns out, I can skip a workout without the world ending.  It's a huge challenge for me, but I'm getting better about listening to my body and giving it the R&R it sometimes needs. 

Sure enough, I feel a lot better today - and although it might freak me out sometimes, listening to my body is always worth it.