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It was... disappointing.
I originally took the time off from training to give my injured arm some time to rest. But last week was the last straw. I was feeling particularly blobbish, and entirely too unhappy with myself, so I decided to start my early morning training sessions again. My left arm isn't all healed up. It still hurts. I promised myself that I wouldn't go too hard, and I'd stop if there was too much pain. But I couldn't do nothing anymore.
There wasn't too much pain. A couple of pangs here and there, but nothing major. Still, I was disappointed with it all.
I have lost so much strength. Granted, it was my first day back after a few weeks, so I was going easier than before, and I did alright on the things that mattered to me, but I'm still not all that happy with my performance. I don't feel like I worked. I don't feel like I improved anything. I just feel disheartened and sad. Which, granted, probably has a lot to do with my depression, but still.
I'm not unhappy that I went to the gym. I will be going again, obviously. As far as weight training this morning, though, it was pretty much a bust.
Tomorrow is cardio. For my birthday, I bought myself a weighted skipping rope. That's what I'll be doing tomorrow; interval skipping for half an hour. Don't worry. I won't give myself a heart attack. I think.
So, for those of you who might be in the same boat as I, and feeling a bit down, days aren't always going to go as well as you might like. What's important, though, is that you keep showing up.
This has been my PSA.
Now I have to write stuff.
Ciao!