I signed up for this

    Sometimes I wake up in the morning and the last thing I want to do is put on that bathing suit laying next to my bed, put on another pile of clothes, and go to the pool to get my swim done before work.  Actually that's the case most of the time on swim mornings, not just sometimes.  And on those days, I'm tempted to whine and complain about how getting up early is hard, and I'd rather sleep, my body exhausted, and I'm freakin' starving.  But here's the thing.  I signed up for this.  No one is making me do it.  If I wanted to, I could absolutely stay in my bed and take a shower in my own shower instead of at the gym.  But I don't, because I want to do this.  I signed up for this.

     I think it's kind of the in vogue thing for people who sign up for endurance events to take to social media to "complain" about how hard their workout or their life is.  But I don't really get that and I don't want to be that person.  Sure, I've been known to comment on a particularly hard workout, or mention how glad I am that a certain bike workout is over, but I try to keep the actual complaining at a minimum.  No one is forcing me to train for an Ironman.  I do it because I enjoy triathlon.  So complaining is useless, because all I'd have to do to get out of this is say "stop."  Plus, let's be honest, no one likes a whiner.

     This post is definitely more as a reminder to myself, that there's no use complaining.  It does nothing but bring my attitude down, and serves no purpose.  I'm the one who got my self into this, so I just need to get up and get moving, and by the time the swim's over, I'll be glad I did it and equally glad that I didn't complain about it.  After all, I signed up for this.