Confession One - May 21 2016

I have to admit to my failure this past week.  In all the time that has passed since I started my new plan, I ran exactly one day last week.  The first day, on Monday, and have failed every day since. 
        
        The first step toward failure was that I did not keep to my sleep schedule.  That weakened my resolve enough to have a "Fuhg-et" attitude toward the whole deal.  However there is a silver-ish lining to that chapter of lazy, and it is the reason I did not keep my schedule.

       As I mentioned in a prior post: My wife and daughter went out of town for the last few days, leaving me home alone to do what ever I would.  What that turned into was copious amounts of manual labour.  My good friend and neighbor has a dilapidated building on his property that he is planning to turn into a work building/shop.  We made a deal that I can use the place to workout for the two months until I move.  The only problem is that, being derelict, it is a mess and hard to do anything in.  Earlier in the week I hung a bag there to start working with.  You can see that not only the building is in bad shape.


(I hadn't planned on this being a "Before-and-After" so the angles aren't good to really appreciate the extent of the mess.  I had partially cleared this area so I could use the bag a little)

      Apart from there being ceiling every where.  There were two old pianos, some shelves and other furniture cluttered around behind where I took the first picture.  Because the building is open to the elements there are a number of birds nesting throughout the place.  In this main room there were a bunch of nests and the floor was literally covered in bird waste.  Since the floor was carpeted the crud of a million animals was ground into it, along with who-knows what-else, which had the room smelling unique indeed.

     On Wednesday I decided to go work out a little after I got off of my job, planning on returning home in time for my evening nap.  However, my friend was there working on the building, and I figured I could help him out.  One thing led to another and six hours later we had completely cleared and cleaned the entire large room.  Moved out all furniture, pulled out light fixtures, relocated bird nests, knocked down the damaged ceiling tiles, knocked out a window that was blocked off, shoveled out all ceiling tiles and other trash (great full body workout), rolled up carpet, and swept it all out.

 (this picture was taken a few days later so there is a bit more clutter as we since cleaned two more rooms in that building.)

      After working till 1:00 A.M. that night, going to work the next day (11 hours) we decided to do it again and worked on two more smaller rooms.  That night we only worked till about midnight though.  The moral of that all being that I worked myself good and tired two days straight, slept for four hours in a block each day and left myself no time (and energy) in the morning to run.

     All in all I think it is a fair balance because I was not slacking just to get out of running specifically.  I had done a large load of physical work and felt like I really earned a bit of extra sleep.  but, now that the workout area is clear I have no more excuses. (challenge accepted)

    As I am in the habit of it, I have a new plan (let's see how this goes)
Today after work I will spend a few moments making sure everything is clear to practice.  Then I will keep my sleep schedule, run tomorrow morning and do a light workout in the afternoon.  From this point I will keep my originally planned schedule. 

So, in closing, I admit that I did not run this week.  I feel that, on the other had, since my body is still sore from the first day, I have still been getting my exercise.