As the end of January looms, I find myself ahead on my biking goal for the year and behind on my running.
I’ve primarily let Tour de Zwift dictate my distances for January, and it’s meant that running has come up short. It takes more time and effort to run a mile than to bike one, and after a languid December indulging in gourmet teas and chocolates I’m happy that I’ve landed myself over 30 miles so far this month without any issues. (I ran 2 miles in December. Slow clap.)
I should run 6 more by Friday, since Tour de Zwift run #5 is a 6 mile loop in virtual NYC. That will put me less behind, but still a bit lagging in my 10 mile per week goal.
One thing I’ve noticed after a less active December is just how good I feel on days that I work out. I was listening to a podcast episode about habit formation, it might have been someone on Rich Roll, and the guest said that the biggest commonality between people who successfully maintain healthy habits is that the habits themselves are rewarding and people enjoy them.
People who successfully get up and work out or drink that green smoothie or skip the second glass of wine are people who notice how good doing those things make them feel.
Makes sense to me. I haven’t eaten plants since 2013 because I have some sort of magical iron willpower. My dedication to eating in a way that causes less environmental harm and is kinder and healthier is bolstered by how good it feels to eat this way.
Some things I ate this week:
