|No sir/ma'am, not me!|
Therefore, yesterday I made up for my lack of motivation with an extra intense HIIT workout. Normally, I run warmup and recovery at a 7.0 speed and do all my intervals at a speed of 8.5. Well, I kept that up for the first 5 of my 10 intervals (45 seconds on, 1min 15 second recovery), and from there I increased speed until I was up to speed 10 for my last couple. Felt GOOD! I really want to get out to the track here and do some sprints--it's a different feeling on actual ground than on the treadmill. And for as fast as I want to run my intervals on the treadmill, it's just harder. And I get annoyed with the pitter-patter of my own feet on the darn thing. Well, it's more than a pitter-patter, it's actually like a personal stampede. Whoops!
|Why hello there, giant guy!|
However, this "discovery" elicited an experiment of sorts. First thing first, I didn't have any coffee after 4pm yesterday (and have only had half a mug thus far today!), and I also tried to put down my laptop at a more reasonable time. There's really nothing to do on it at midnight anyway, except obsess over my competition prep and update this blog. As much as I wanted to, I held off until this morning to create this post--go me! So I was in bed by 11, asleep in a few minutes, and managed to sleep for 8 1/2 hours! So what does this mean? Well, I need to keep the caffeine levels low in the afternoons. I have to look at is the way that I would look at sugar-intake. If I drink up in the afternoon, sure it will keep me energized for the short-term, but ultimately it will negatively affect my workouts and my sleep habits. So, for as much as I love the liquid "crack," it's time for us to part ways. It's okay, I'll live (and probably have greater energy than I did with it).
|This captures all the great qualities of the City Market.|