Ta-da! Here I am! I survived Spinning class last night. It was close, though. I thought about shouting “Look over there!” and pointing to the front of the room while I stealthily sneaked out the back, but I wasn’t quite sure it would work. Plus, I had difficulty mustering up enough breath to yell, anyway.
Since tonight is going to be so busy, my plan today was to walk during my lunch break. But right at noon, a familiar fellow strolled into my office and invited me to lunch.
Before we bought our house a few years ago, my husband and I frequently met at home for lunch. I miss that so much! It’s not practical anymore, because by the time I got home now, I’d have to turn around and leave to be back at work on time. I adore our house and wouldn’t trade it for anything, but I really missing going home for lunch and spending time with him for just a little while.
Now it’s a rare treat to share lunch together, so I didn’t think twice about going to lunch with him. Walking can wait. Maybe I can walk a little longer or do a more vigorous tomorrow instead. It was more important to me today to join him and talk and touch base and pick on each other (of course) before getting back to a hectic day.
One of the things the Spinning instructor said last night was to learn grace. She said that instead of coming to class and berating ourselves, thinking things like, “My legs are so wobbly today. I am so weak!”, we should frame things with grace and think, “My legs are so tired today. It might not be my strongest workout today, but good for me for being here and working out anyway.”
I may not be heading out for endurance runs any time soon, but I bravely faced a Spinning class last night that I was, quite frankly, a bit nervous about going to. Little by little, I will get stronger and get back to my long-distance runs. For now, I need to take pride in the process, in building and blooming. I am far from where I want to be, but there’s no way to get there except bit by bit, day by day.