Posts Tagged: exercise

If I Could Not Fail…

Maybe it’s because my couch has a permanent imprint of my ass these days, but I’ve been thinking a lot about that saying, “What would you do if you knew you could not fail?” You know the one. It’s usually in block lettering or – in some versions – accompanied by some awe-inspiring picture of a mountain or a winding road or Jesus. But I… I’m tripped up on it. If I knew I couldn’t fail, I’d do anything. You might think, “You need money to do anything, Amanda!” and I’d agree with you, but also, if you couldn’t fail,… I’m not done yet.

Eyes… Closing… Daylight… Fading

Actually the daylight doesn’t really make sense considering it’s 10pm here, BUT I am tired and therefore delirious. Today’s big news is that I’m going to become more of a heffer because I cancelled my swim technique lessons that I signed up for just weeks ago (oh, to be young again). The session started today, and I waited until the last minute to cancel because I wasn’t sure how I’d feel. But all day my leg and foot were being uncooperative, so as soon as I got home I wrote an e-mail explaining that I understood that I was one… I’m not done yet.

An Open Letter to My Leg.

Dear leg, Right now, I’m not sure how much more I can handle from you. ┬áToday, I went to go get you checked out because you’ve been hurting (AGAIN) and I expected more of the same – slight injury, la la la. And of course I decided to do this on a day that I hadn’t shaved my legs (sorry, therapist dude, for the 2-day stubble), and of course my feet probably smelled and were unsightly (I’m still recuperating post-marathon), and I’m sorry for all of the little stretchy tests and resistance exercises I had to use you to do…. I’m not done yet.

Just make it go away, now.

“If you don’t cut your losses before you get lost, they’re never gonna leave you alone.” – What Made Milwaukee Famous Some of this may be a repeat of the last few blog posts, so for that I apologize in advance. This entire week has been a whirlwind, it seems. My leg (good ol’ lefty!) is acting up again – so much so that I’m considering stopping running altogether for a while and focusing on solely strength exercises. ┬áThe bummer is that I already paid for training and the Austin half. But what good is it to be running/exercising in… I’m not done yet.

Sing it with me, now.

It’s the end of the world (but not really) as we know it, and I feel fine. Well, that’s not entirely true. After my workout yesterday, plus kickboxing today, my abs hurt like a bitch. But that’s okay, because there’s still enough fat to cushion them. Goal in 2013: stop being a lazy motherfucker. Another goal in 2013: stop using sentences that contain cushioning fat. Have a good night, everyone. Be safe if you’re partying til the end of the world!