I'm very proud of myself today. The last 24 hours have been very trying, and very appropriate for Friday the 13th. I won't go into the details, but a major maintenance incident at my business yesterday required that I return to work every 4 hours (yes, including 1:00 am and 5:00 am) to empty leak-catching containers to prevent flooding.
At 1:30 am, I got home and knew I had to set my alarm for 5:00. I had a choice -- I could sleep the whole time, or get up a little earlier for a mini-workout (I had no clue how the rest of my day would pan out, or whether I would have time to train later). As tempting as the extra sleep was, I opted to get up earlier for a little training time.
I'm not going to say it was the most productive training session; in fact, I spent most of it muttering curse words under my breath about the state of my building. However, it set the tone for the rest of the day. I ate better. I could feel a little less frazzled. I was able to look at business problems more objectively and handle things in an adult fashion (despite the internal tantrum I was having).
And, after returning home later today and pretty much crashing, I found that I had just enough time to finish my scheduled training -- something I definitely would not have bothered with if I hadn't gotten up just 30 minutes earlier for a short workout.
So despite other challenges in my life, I made training a priority and was able to stay on track today. If I can get my training in after a day like today, I have no valid excuses for the next five months.
