Sad, Sad Workout

I am "reading" through the Bible via iTunes and the Daily Audio Bible podcast, and this was part of what I heard today. Wow!

Now acquaint yourself with Him, and be at peace; thereby good will come to you. Receive, please, instruction from His mouth, and lay up His words in your heart. If you return to the Almighty, you will be built up; you will remove iniquity far from your tents. Then you will lay your gold in the dust, and the gold of Ophir among the stones of the brooks. Yes, the Almighty will be your gold and your precious silver; for then you will have your delight in the Almighty, and lift up your face to God. You will make your prayer to Him, He will hear you, and you will pay your vows. You will also declare a thing, and it will be established for you; so light will shine on your ways. When they cast you down, and you say, "Exaltation will come!" Then He will save the humble person. He will even deliver one who is not innocent; yes, he will be delivered by the purity of your hands. Job 22: 21–30

I think I should not have attempted a workout today. It was supposed to have been 5 minutes of work, but it was really 20 minutes of me forcing myself to try to work. I don’t know why it was so hard, especially since Monday’s workout was so good. I went to the MFY with high hopes, yet I didn’t make it 20 seconds of the first exercise—push up. After trying a couple times to succeed, I finally got up and found the push up handle to try those. Still no success. Then I moved to the wall, which resulted in failure—but at least I lasted 1:30 on this one. My head just wasn’t in it.

I’ve had days like this before, so I just walked around for a minute or two and told myself that the workout didn’t have to end how it started; that is, just because the first exercise resulted in failure, the remaining exercises could still end in success. On to curl, which I completed with 8lb dumbbells, but it still didn’t feel like a success because of the low weight. It was a step in the right direction, though. By that point I’d decided to do only a couple of the listed exercises, and only those that I knew I could do; I didn’t give myself a chance to succeed at those I didn’t do, but I also didn’t allow failure—I don’t know which is worse. I’d like to complete everything, but I’d rather not end up crying. I’ve been there more times than I want to admit, and it’s not pleasant nor the least bit profitable.

So I completed the rest: standing ham, lateral delt, and crunch. I’m hoping for better results tomorrow.