Recently, there's been an ongoing conversation in my head.
Kim, you need to be running 20 miles a week. Kim, you need to start hitting 5 or 6 miles when you go out for a run. Kim, you need to suck it up and run outside. Kim, you need to run four times a week. Kim, you need to ... you need to ... you need to.
But here's the thing: I don't need to do anything. I know this, deep down I do. I'm not training for anything -- not yet, at least :). I'm not hoping to PR a race. I'm not looking to become Shalane's next training partner. The only thing I need to do is stay active.
And have fun. I need to have fun. Like, lots of it.
So that's what I'm trying to do to quiet that annoying voice inside my head. I'm riding on my bike while I watch TV. I'm switching up my playlists for the treadmill and letting the day dictate the workout. I'm even having some fun programming my own routines - like the Lucky 7.
A mix of cardio, core and plyometrics, this workout kicked my butt in every way imaginable. I had set out to do seven rounds, to build off the name, but I was grateful that I could only do four without being late for work.
The week, in training:
Monday: 45 minutes on the trainer
Tuesday: 5 miles on the treadmill, intervals
Wednesday: Lucky 7 workout + Bodypump
Thursday: 5-mile progression run
Saturday: Bodypump + 40 minutes on the trainer
Sunday: BRICK - 30 minutes on trainer + 30 minutes on treadmill