Insanity: Day 4 – Cardio Recovery
Today was a welcomed change in the Insanity routine for me. It was a "rest" day of sorts. There was no high speed jumping or intense cardiovascular exercise. Today was a day of working out in a way that allowed my muscles to recover from the insane pounding they have taken the last few days. And it couldn't have come at a better time, either.
I'm finally starting to feel somewhat human after these workouts. I'm still a little sore today from some of the exercises yesterday, but this mornings workout actually made me feel better when I was done than when I had started. There was lots of stretching in this one, and lots of no impact muscle work, like squat-and-holds, squat pulses, butt work and even some enjoyable core work.
Bekah and I were able to stay almost in time with the program for the entire program, which was a small victory for the both of us. And when it was all over we both gave each other a high five and were able to walk away from it. That was awesome.
Tomorrow will be a different story, as we head back into Plyometric Cardio Circuit training. But for today, I will enjoy the "rest" I got and the small moral victory that comes from being able to actually stick with the program for the length of the training.
Thought for the Day
I was thinking this morning, on my way to work, that any time you have something challenging and difficult to overcome that there must be something of at least slightly greater importance driving you to get through the challenge. Otherwise, what motivation would you have for conquering it?
What is my motivation for putting myself through this insane program of extreme physical torment? What drives me to continue on even when all I want to do is roll over and die?
There are several answers for this. For me, my family is one of the greatest motivating factors in my life. I have a wife that depends on me providing for her, who loves me and the company I keep her, who actually wants me around as long as I can be. I have kids with a zest for life that requires a father with an equivalent zest for life. I have a son that needs to know that times do indeed get challenging but that working through those times is significantly more rewarding than the fleeting feeling of relief that quitting offers. I have an ego that needs proof daily that I am not a moron, but am indeed a smart, strong man. 
There are so many reasons for me wanting... no, needing, to do this. What are your reasons?
