Motivation

Motivation is a fickle thing.   Some days the alarm goes off and I jump out of bed and feel ready to workout and get my day started.  I think of those as "easy" days because I'm already motivated and ready to get moving.  Thursday was like that, yes I work out late on Thursday, but work has been crazy and I had a lot of things to sweat out on the bike and it felt great.

Then there are days like today.  I was tired yesterday, I neither got enough sleep, nor did I sleep particularly well and went to bed early.  I got a fantastic night's sleep and still had a difficult time getting out of bed.  I hit the snooze button instantly and debated going back to sleep.  I did get up and as Merinda would say, dossed around, so I didn't get a warm-up in before I worked out.

Which day would you say I hit a PB in a class?  I didn't even notice I hit one today until well after class.  I knew I was working hard, and we did spend the first half in challenging effort, but I didn't even consider it.  Maybe it was the end where Jaime had us do a climb into a sprint and said "catch the person in front of you".  I still had some in the tank, so I went all out.   I hit max resistance on the climb, but even better was the sustained 100+ cadence at 22 or 23 resistance, and yes I caught the person in front of me.  Still, I wasn't sure I'd even finish top twenty whereas on Thursday I was top ten.

I guess the point of all this is you find motivation where and when you can.  Just remember you'll never find out until you try and you might surprise yourself.