I’m traveling to Fairbanks tomorrow for work. I typically love traveling for work, mostly because it breaks up the monotony of the week. I like being able to do something completely different from the norm with my day. I enjoy getting out and meeting with people from beyond my office.
But… I do not love having to be at the airport prior to 6 am. Which is what I will be doing tomorrow.
Meaning my alarm will be going off at 4:00.
Oy.
We all know I'm not a morning person, right?
My return flight doesn’t land until 6 tomorrow night, so while it will be an exciting and eventful day… it will also be a long one.
And already I am starting with the excuses. Reasons why I shouldn’t work out tonight (I really should try to get to bed early), why I won’t be able to work out tomorrow night (by the time my flight lands and I get off the plane and to my car, the last round of classes at the studio will just be gearing up to start), and why Wednesday may be a no-go as well (I have an appointment with Teeny, and after acupuncture I just so desperately want to crawl into bed and relax.)
Excuses, excuses!
I’m moving into week 4 of being able to work out again, and already I’m supplying the excuses.
Which is funny, because I feel so much better when I work out. So much healthier, stronger, and more fulfilled.
So why does it become such a struggle to convince myself to go anytime my routine is shifted even slightly from the norm?
I’ll tell you why – it’s because I’m lazy.
And apparently full of excuses.
(Community discussion in need of your input now: What are your excuses?)
At least I recognize this though. And right now, I am going to force myself away from the computer and throw on some yoga pants and a t-shirt before heading to a class. Even though I don’t want to. Even though I really think I should be going to bed.
Because let’s face it – it’s not like I’m going to go to sleep any earlier if I don’t go. I’ll just end up playing on the computer until far too late before cursing myself for not turning out the lights when I should have.
So I might as well get my blood flowing instead.
Ignore the excuses and push my body beyond the exertion it felt sitting at a desk all day.
Some days though, it’s harder than others to ignore those excuses and make a healthy choice.
Because right now? I would really love to lay low and indulge in some Taco Bell and ice cream.
And for that, I have no excuses.
