Rest if you must, but don't you quit

Yesterday's (evening) workout was not good. There were a few times I thought "okay, I'm about to quit" but it wasn't the joking manner in which I would normally say or think something like that. I was seriously ready to walk out of the gym. I was not feeling it at all. I don't know if my body is tired, if the workouts are getting harder, if it's simply a mind thing, or some combination of all three. I can't tell if the workouts are getting harder because I'm pushing the whole time. From the time I finish the warm-up till I leave, I'm pushing myself. There's never a "this is easy" moment. Since I'm always pushing and everything is challenging, I can't tell if the intensity has increased or not over the past 2 weeks. I know that may not make sense.... :-/

My shoulders were hurting so badly yesterday, my trainer let me skip the last set of exercises in my second set. I didn't skip it though. For some reason, I felt like I had something to prove to myself. After catching my breath, I did the last set on my own after we had finished. It was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. I like how self-motivated I was yesterday with the morning workout and continuing after I was given permission to stop. I'm proud of myself.

I have a very hard time catching my breath during workouts. I've never been asthmatic, but it feels that way when I'm working out. A lot of the times when I have to stop, it's because I haven't had sufficient time to catch my breath. Hopefully my breathing gets better during the challenge.

As far as the title goes, it's from an old inspiration poem. I have to tell myself that I can rest, but never quit. Resting and quitting are far from synonymous and I remind myself of that whenever I beat myself up about having to take a break. (You can read the entire poem if you click here.)

Have a great day!

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