Embrace the mood, then MOVE ON!

Have you ever noticed how some days are just Great! You wake up on the right side of bed, the coffee tastes especially delicious, traffic is great, co-workers are out of your hair, your kids/pets are on their best behavior, Mr. Speedo in the lane next to you at swim practiced decided NOT to race you for a change, food is not destroyed in the kitchen, You are a model-of-excellent behavior, you stop for old ladies crossing the street just because you can, because you've left the house plenty early and allowed yourself those extra few minutes, your run feels oddly fast and your heart rate is below where it should be, your favorite author just published another book, your new favorite tv show is having a marathon, and yadda yadda yadda.

And then there are days where you simply wonder what the heck?

I, unfortunately, had the latter.

And why? It's so silly, it's so stupid! And I know better! I recognize the signs that my body is sending me, realize that eating fat-free cheese slices while watching a re-run of CSI:Miami (gotta love the color palate!) probably isn't what I should be doing...

But you know what? That's life.

We all have good days, we all have bad.

My bad day started yesterday afternoon and proceeded into today. I'm sure it was a combination of several factors: fatigue from training, not enough sleep a few nights ago, stress from workouts, and stress about Nathaniel and our next move, being depressed about the state of the world, mean people, murder, violence, you-get-the-point, politics... and a few other factors that I won't bore you with.

But I also realized, things could be a lot worse.

So what's the big deal? Honestly?

I've got a roof over my head, people who love me, I get to participate in a sport that I adore, I've got an attack cat who won't leave my side, and plenty of peanut butter in the house. Things could be worse.

When I read Bree's entry about life, moving on, changes, and the struggles of people worldwide, it put things into persepctive.

So while today I'm going to hang oround in my pjs and be in a bad mood, tommorow I'll return back to my usual, sunny self. I'll do my workouts, run the errands that I neglected to do today, stop off at the bike shop, and be thankful that I have the opportunity to actually have good days. Because not everyone does.

And now a message to my bad mood: Dude, lighten up. I know that you're in there, know that you're in control right now. But listen up - you've got a few hours left to sulk, and then Marit is off to bed. And when she wakes up tommorow morning at 6 am to head to the track for her 3 X 12 min run in heart rate zone 4, you will be gone. And if any amount, ANY amount of the "bad mood" is left, it'll be squashed out after :30 seconds holding a 175 heart rate. Because that's what it takes to make Marit smile, to make Marit return to herself. And besides, she won't let you win.

I know I've got a choice - sometimes you just need to have a good cry or be unhappy. Today/tonight was that time. Tommorow, I'm back to my old self. And it makes me excited just thinking about it.