I'm pretty sure she just comes to class for fun.
Drumroll, please.....I went to the Y after class and ran 2 miles. Yes, I certainly did. Maybe it's knowing I don't have to work tomorrow, but I thought at work today, I should just go down tonight and get in a workout. Then I can sleep in a bit tomorrow. All through Tai Chi it's all I thought of, and then near the end, when that woman made the crack about wine, I thought "Hell yeah, that's what I want to do --go home and have a glass of wine. Forget the gym." Then Jake said something that made me stop and think. Someone in class commented on our lack of Tai Chi groove, and he said, "That's the bad monkey in your head giving you reasons to stop. Don't listen to it!" or something like that. He did mention a monkey in our heads. It was not up my ass--I know that much.
Anyway, it got me thinking that yes, I do have at least one evil monkey in my head. Sometimes, it splits in two and comes at me with double barrels. I'll call my evil monkey F**k Face, or FF for short. I have to call him something nasty, or it won't do anything for me to picture an evil monkey in my head. FF was swinging around my frontal lobe, telling me to just drive home. I could drive down the street towards my house and instead of continuing past my street and going downtown, just turn right and go home. It would be ok. I would work out tomorrow.
|FF: "What are you lookin' at?"|
FF was ignored. I can't believe I ignored him. It helped that I was on a 4 lane road and on the inside lane, so even if I wanted to turn right onto my street, I would have succeeded in crushing my truck and paying a horrible insurance bill. It was much easier to go with the flow of traffic and continue downtown.
My run was not spectacular--only 2 miles. But, I got a great parking spot, and only 3 treadmills were busy. I decided quickly that trying to just run faster and watching the distance go slooooowly by, that I would cover that part up with my towel, and instead look at the time and have myself run 2-3 minutes at a time. If I could cover that, then I could take a quick walk break. I started at 6.0, went down to 5.8, then went up to 6.2 at the end. I did take walk breaks, but this time I shortened them, and told myself I couldn't get upset about it. Baby steps.
I've started reading a book called Running Within by Jerry Lynch and Warren Scott. It's about the mind-body connection in running. It's the first book since I was in college that I've taken a highlighter to so I can mark passages that contain pearls of wisdom. I'll keep you updated with what I find out from this book, and how I use some of the techniques to get over my perplexing anxiety about running. Here's the cover:
I'm actually quite glad I have the visual of FF the evil monkey in my head. It's a great tool to keep negative trash talk out of my noggin, and for every banana I eat, I can hear FF shrieking in his monkey rage. He he :)