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Guilt, remorse, and getting over it

I got on the stationary bike yesterday only to feel a stabbing pain in my hip. Nothing was wrong with my hip, the stationary bike was just a poor fit. Part of me said to continue on, the other part said fuck it. The other part won, I left without finishing my ride :(

I felt a little guilty and thought of ways I could "make up" for the missing the workout. Then I gave myself a mental slap. The guy from Mark's Daily Apple (you know - Mark:) made a comment about people sabotaging healthy lifestyles with a need to constantly be perfect. I think this was a good example. To help me move through the ill feelings of missing a workout, I made a list of why it was "ok:"

1. It is early in the training
2. I've been on a bicycle before, many times actually (priority 1 = swimming)
3. Stationary bikes are not like road bikes, the translation isn't perfect
4. I remembered to eat a post workout banana the other day - celebrate :P
5. It isn't going to kill me
6. One small step forward for embracing not being perfect (ugh)
7. Sleep (rest) and diet are also critical to performance, I was just taking care of biz-nass

There it is. My list to help me get over it. I enjoyed the downtime. I think it's funny because Krissy just blogged about her workout. Dude, we're in sync, crazy. Today was the scheduled rest day, I will do some swimming drills and that'll take care of any leftover remorse.
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