Unstoppable

My right leg cramped while I was on the treadmill at the gym, so I hopped to the side and turned the machine off.

There I was. Pissed at my body's weakness and how it was ruining my work out. I had planned on really hitting the treadmill for an hour so I can burn off a lot of calories tonight.

Then I decided, I wouldn't let a little cramping ruin my workout! So, I hopped and dragged myself to the weights machine, and really pumped some iron. In lieu of a cardio workout, I lifted light, but with high number of reps and sets. The idea is to keep my heart beating fast, and my muscles engaged.

Which, I think, is a good metaphor for how I deal with problems. Yeah, I hit snag now and then, and they hurt like a motherfucker. They hurt so much I have no choice but to stand there. But if I don't keep moving, I'll waste my time and my life. So I carry on. I find a work around. I focus on other things I can work on.