As often the case is, life is filled with peaks and valleys.
Do epic shit one day, suffer the consequence the next.
Today I was hoping to add another 8-10km to my personal 100 miles/160km in September challenge. But once I woke up and started moving around, I realized that it just wasn't going to happen today. No matter how much I stretched I knew my hip would not cooperate. It was tight, it was moody, it was determined to slow me down.
And sometimes you just gotta listen to what your body is telling you or risk sidelining yourself even further.
I hopped on the recumbent bike (not a fan, as it isn't that much of a caloric burn, but it was something) and did that for an hour. I did some weights, but i just wasn't feeling it. It wasn't the workout that I wanted to be doing.
But as a dear friend reminds me -- just because you're struggling doesn't mean you're failing. Struggle is part of the process. It's how you deal with the adversity that determines your success or your failure.
What happens when you have to adapt to the situation at hand -- either in terms of diet or exercise?
Are you comfortable with rolling with the punches or do you revert back to old/bad habits?
Do you reach out for support or do you keep your struggle to yourself?