I am on week 2 of business travel this week. I was gone M-F last week, home for the weekend and back on plane to be gone M-F again this week. Very different than what I am used to. I was up at 3:30 this morning to make my super early flight. After an all day workshop by 4:30 when we ended for the day, my brain had turned to mush. I just wanted to go to the hotel, check in and collapse in my bed. Like ALOT!
But......I felt bad for eating more calories than I prob should have (and not making the best choices possible....like the 3 cups of coffee I consumed to stay awake prob weren't the most effecive calories I could have consumed) and not being very active for the day. I knew I should workout. I knew I should work out. But I didn't want to work out. My inner fat kid was whining again. Waaaaaay past nap time. By this point I had a headache. I had lots of excuses to keep me from working out. But I think a little part of me wanted to prove to all the crazy people that say if you workout when you don't want to that you will feel better. At that moment I was SURE they were total liars full of lotsa crap!
I was hoping to be able to get 30 min in. But I realized that I was feeling better. My headache went away (perhaps it was the ibuprofin I took, but I am being optimistic here and crediting the endorphins) so I kept pushing and I ended up walking a 5k and finishing a tv episode. And I felt really good after. I was glad I did it anyway. I felt proud, accomplished, confident and I did NOT feel guilty....no regrets.