The alarm went off early this morning. 4:14. I told a friend I would meet her at spin class to give her my old cycling shoes. It seemed like a good idea at the time. I hit snooze. The alarm clock requires a delicate balance. If I hit the snooze once, all is right with the world. If I hit the snooze too many times, CR will wake up and probably not be able to go back to sleep. I roll out of bed at 4:24. Ugh. Never a good sign when you start off the week tired. I make a deal with myself that I can leave spin 15 minutes early if I am not feeling it. Grab my clothes, gym bag, laptop, food for the day and I am out the door at 4:55.
In addition to being tired, I felt like I was kind of ‘in a mood’. My confidence took a nosedive at tennis yesterday and one too many pieces of lemon cake with lemon buttercream frosting over the weekend led to the self-realization that this muffin top I have been carrying since January wasn’t going to get rid of itself. So I headed to spin to get back on track and start the week off right. You know, get rid of the zero on Daily Mile and all.
The 1 hour spin class seemed to stretch on for hours…. I looked at the clock at 5:50 and then again what felt like 20 minutes later and the clock read 5:53. True story. I actually wondered if the clock had somehow stopped. During spin, I had a thousand things running through my head, I was replaying the tennis match from yesterday and running through my mental to-do list. I never could get focused and just enjoy the class. My plan to sneak out early was cancelled when I realized the person I was bringing the shoes to was across the room in the front. There was no way to give her the shoes without walking directly in between the teacher and class. I didn’t want to risk public humiliation so I stayed for the whole thing.
As I was leaving class, I was walking down the stairs behind a man I had not seen in a while. He was someone I had seen at the gym before but we never really had a conversation until today. As we were walking, he turned around and said “I just have to tell you. I have seen you here for 2 or 3 years now and you have got it together. You really have figured it out”. The “it” being fitness. (I think to myself... Wha??? You talking to me? Figured it out? Don’t you see this lemon cake muffin top?)
Funny how someone who you didn’t even realize had been watching you (in a non stalkerish way I am sure) can throw a compliment at you that changes your whole outlook. I needed those words at that moment to shake me out of the ridiculous self-criticism that was going on. My tennis game may still need work and I could stand to back off the dessert buffet but my mood for the day is decidedly better now. Thanks spin class guy :)