I thought of the title of this post while running my miles earlier on a Monday morning. I suppose that for some of you reading this you might expect it to be about links of pig parts being thrown on the flame. This being a nutrition-related blog I suppose I can’t blame you. However, it is more of an observation of how we work. By “we” I am speaking of those who hit the pavement and pool in hopes of doing just a little bit better than they did the last time they threw on their spandex-like race suits. And let me tell you there is nothing left to the imagination with those things either… for better or worse. But that’s off topic. I’d like to discuss the so-called “weekend warrior”. You know them. They go to bed early on a Friday night to wake and exercise for an extended period of time. They are the ones who are careening past your house right around the time you are working on cup o’ joe number 2. You see, you missed the first pass by your house because you were sleeping. That’s right, they’re done. Just completed a 60 miler (on a bike of course, unless you live next to Dean Karnazes). Now I’m an avid exerciser… havent always been one, but I’m clearly hooked now and have been for many years. I understand where these folks are coming from. Work all week in a job that may or may not be satisfying, the tension building since their last endeavor. But herein lies the issue. You see as I was on my morning run on this Monday, I noticed something. Now I’ll admit I wasnt treking for 15, but a mere 5. The weather wasnt ideal (light mist, overcast, and about 45 F). Still, however, I noticed that I did not pass one other soul during my run. Had I been running on a Saturday (regardless of the weather) I’d have passed too many to count. Ok, I know what you’re thinking. “But Alec, it was a Monday morning, people were at work.” I’m not denying that entreprenuership has it’s benefits… but I’ll bet all those weekend warriors arent writing a blog for their clients and potential clients at 8:17 on a Monday night either. No give without the take, man. My arguement, have you stayed with my soapbox ramble this long anyways, is that you dont need the weekend to be fit. I am an admitingly (did I even spell that right?) weekend weenie. This is not to say that I dont work out on the weekends, but I tend to scale it back… sometimes taking Saturdays and/or Sundays as rest days. I personally like to spend that time with my friends and family… the truly important things in life. Are long runs/rides/swims/weight training sessions/ etc important? I’m certainly not saying that they arent. But what is most important is doing something that you enjoy on a regular basis. I could go all into the health benefits/risks of this, but thats for another time. Moral of the story: Do what you enjoy on a moderate basis and remember what’s important. Oh, and don’t forget about your nutrition either 🙂