Getting from point A to point B as quickly as possible has always been a goal of mine. Patience is a virtue? Nah. Just get it done! If I start a job I want to get through it as quickly and efficiently as possible. When my brain shorted out this week (I think I felt a buzz in my brain and smelled smoke) due to a stretch of too much work and too little play, I decided to go to a solution that consistently works in those situations--exercise. I've been procrastinating re-starting, which of course only serves to leave me further out of shape, but this was the kick in the pants I needed to get started. I dug out my workout clothes and DVDs and I was off!
Monday was a good indicator that I definitely have a long way to go, but I made it through the workout. I was frustrated at how far I've let myself go, but I felt good for having done it. There was a little soreness the next day, but it was the the "I'm using muscles I haven't used in a while" kind.
Tuesday was tougher. Lots of squats in the workout, and I reached a point where I physically couldn't do any more of them. I decided to stop rather than to try to push myself through it and risk hurting myself. The next day was a clear indication of how far I have to go. My legs were so sore that I had trouble walking up and down stairs on Wednesday. And Thursday. And Friday.
Because of the soreness on Wednesday, I decided to take the day off and wait until Thursday to do my next workout. I was determined to push through the soreness and get myself back into the habit of working out regularly. Thursday was probably a mistake. I tried pushing through, but my body just wouldn't cooperate. And when I felt that pop in my lower back, it was definitely time to stop.
The lesson for the week is that pushing to reach my goal as quickly as possible may not be the best way to handle things in this case. I'm going to resume the workouts when I feel better (the soreness is slowly fading everywhere). And it's probably in my best interest to take a more scenic route from A to B.