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No Excuses—Play Like A Champion
I woke up in a foul mood yesterday.
You know when you have a plan for your day and then something immediately doesn’t go according to said plan, and it throws off your entire day and your plan and your life? God forbid, I know. This is not a dramatization. (Yes, it is.)
Well that was me yesterday, and I let it seriously throw me. I was, for lack of a more graceful word, an extreme bitch from roughly 6 AM until 9:30 AM. I finally got out for a run (#globalrunningday), and that got me out of my funk, but I still struggled to hit my groove throughout the day. I wasn’t as productive as I wanted (uh, needed) to be, and I fell into the “I want” and “I wish” trap.
I hate hate hate when people complain about things over and over but don’t do anything to invoke change. I’m all for complaining as a necessary means of venting and blowing off steam, but complaints that continue for months or years at a time? No, dude. Time to make some moves.
But, of course, I’m guilty of doing that sometimes, too. Lately I’ve found myself making really stupid excuses. “I want to go grocery shopping but I can’t because what if Ellie wakes up and needs to go out?” (Yes, she’s housebroken. No, this is not a legitimate complaint. Yes, I’ve said these exact words.)
So today, I have decided to put my wants and wishes out there. I figure if I make this stuff public, I’ll be more likely to follow through and get shit done, right? I also know that you can’t be vague in your goal setting and planning, and that it helps to get specific with these types of things. For every action there’s an equal…action? Time to get specific.
The goal: I want to get strong before I start marathon training later this summer.
Running lazy junk miles has been fun, but I’m not feeling my strongest right now. I miss having muscles and going to strength-training classes and lifting weights. Before I start ramping up my marathon-training mileage, I want to make sure my body can withstand it all.
The lame excuse: “Running is easier and more convenient. I don’t want to pay to take classes. I don’t like having to plan and coordinate a day in the city just to half-ass my way through an expensive SoulCycle class.”
How I can make it happen: Well first, we have a gym in our apartment complex, so I need to dedicate nights to going there and spending 20–30 minutes lifting. And I need a plan, so I don’t wander around from machine to bench and back with breaks for checking Snapchat. Plus, Brian’s friend and cycling teammate is a personal trainer. We talked last summer about doing a few sessions together. I like him, respect him, and trust him. It’s time to finally enlist him so he can give me some moves. (He has a cute dog, too. Obviously important.)
The goal: I want to cook dinner more often during the week.
I did a few weeks of Blue Apron, which was fun and reasonably priced, and I loved the food. But those meals didn’t take 30–40 minutes. Between the chopping and all the various steps, most meals were on the table (uh, breakfast bar) in an hour most nights. It was perfect in theory because it eliminated the planning and grocery shopping — my least favorite things — but some nights I just didn’t want to spend a while chopping stuff. I wanted it to be a little easier. I’m so lazy.
The lame excuse: “I’m lazy. I don’t really know how to cook. I don’t have a stocked kitchen full of produce and pantry items, so I can’t just whip something up on a whim. Brian is a really good cook, and I feel like he’ll judge me if I make something shitty.” (He won’t. He literally never has.)
How I can make it happen: Weekend meal prep. I need to actually sit down on the weekends and plan my meals and grocery shop for them accordingly. Yes, it’s a little tedious and annoying and not as fun as taking Ellie for another hike. But I am 31 years old, and I should be able to plan and cook my meals. Feeding myself shouldn’t be so difficult.
The goal: I want to get fast.
My recent races have made me feel like maybe I can PR the half-marathon and full marathon later this year. I want to go for it.
The lame excuse: “I’m lazy?” I really have no excuse here. I just haven’t done it.
How I can make it happen: Step 1 is to get strong. Step 2 comes into play later this summer when I’ll start marathon training. I originally thought I’d reintroduce my Garmin and work with a coach, but my watchless running has worked pretty well, so I don’t necessarily want to abandon it. I’m currently leaning toward creating a rough plan myself that’s a balance between pushing myself really hard on workout days (intervals, hills, and tempo runs) and doing really easy runs on easy days. Plus cross-training and rest.
The goal: I want to unpack the apartment.
Brian and I were great about unpacking when we first moved in. Except for those last 10 boxes. We’ve lived here for two months and I want to feel slightly more settled.
The lame excuse: “I don’t have time.”
How I can make it happen: I have plenty of time. I’m busy, but I have the luxury of working from home. To try and convince myself — or you! — that I can’t spend 30 minutes a day for a week or so unpacking those last few boxes would be insane. I need to just schedule it in and commit to getting it done. (Brian and I went to IKEA earlier this week and got a desk so I can finally finally finally have a home office. Long overdue! My current couch-and-breakfast-bar setup isn’t cutting it and isn’t fueling my creativity nor my productivity.)
The goal: I want to kick my sugar addiction.
It’s real, people. I hate it, but I haven’t been able to quit it. (Especially shameful since I spend my days writing about health and wellness, and telling people how to live their best lives while I’m over here with a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios and chocolate chips.)
The lame excuse: “I love food. I love sweets. I live next door to Ben & Jerry’s. Growing up, we had dessert after every meal, so it’s engrained in my lifestyle.
How I can make it happen: See aforementioned meal planning. I can be a creature of habit. I’ve done it before. I don’t seem to do great with “everything in moderation,” so I think I’m better off saying something like, “I’ll eat Ben & Jerry’s on Fridays only,” or “I can have all the sweet stuff I want, but only if it’s special, i.e. not something you can buy at a grocery store.” (Tips or tricks for this one absolutely welcome.)
That’s all for now. This should keep me busy. (I also want to spend more time by the pool this summer. No excuses on this one. Play like a champion.)
WHAT I NEED FROM YOU:
- Your favorite easy, delicious dinners. And I mean easy. Not a lot of ingredients. And no corn. I can’t eat corn. Thanks.
- How you’ve kicked your sugar addiction. You know…if you can relate.
- Do you want a really soft, really amazing Ikea puppy? (I can go back for more. Obviously not giving away one of my three pups.)
THANKS, LOVE YOU, TTYL.