Epiphany!

It's amazing. I had a rather crappy week, last week and decided to start with the exercise again this week. I was travelling (that seems to have ended) and have been back for a week +. My husband has also been back for this amount of time so the house requires less attention from me, I had a long weekend. In short, I was in the mood to go to the gym.

I went on Monday and yesterday this week. Monday, I had a strange experience - took the wrong shoes. Still I exercised. Yesterday, I got back on the treadmill and actually enjoyed every step. It was a bit painful, but my body really enjoyed it! The muscles enjoyed moving and stretching.

This is really weird for me. I've never thought of myself as a person who enjoyed exercise. I am lazy, I hate waking up - but apparently I enjoy the exercise. This is a great relisation. For me as a person, this is a great thing!

Saying 'great' a few times may not adequately communicate my joy :) All my life, I had a sense that I was athletic. I knew my body would be able to do a lot, was willing to do a lot, just that I never asked it to. As a result, I wasn't particularly athletic - didn't participate in School Level sports though I played a lot of games. I was and still am very lazy.

But here I am, in my early 30s, just having realised that my body enjoys movement. As in, enjoys it to the point of wanting it. The real advantage here is that, I won't feel irritated about going to the gym - because I enjoy it!

When I start getting bored with the gym, I will move on to other activities - either running or swimming or something. What I must do though, is to retain this memory - the memory of my muscles enjoying the movement.

Interestingly - when I started again (on Monday - after a break of nearly 6 months) I felt something like muscle memory. They already knew what they needed to do, how they were to move. That's also part of what made it memorable.

This is a significant step forward from the 'listen fatty, try it and die' me!

New Beginnings

So... as is apparent, I stopped working on my health. I got very very busy and then very lazy and then busy again, etc. For the past 3 months, I've been working hard, travelling and strangely - eating healthy. So I've lost a bit of weight, not a lot, but a start.

This has spurred me on to consider fitness more seriously. Also, currently my husband is travelling, which means I generally get to make healthier choices. I shouldn't blame him... in fact, I don't. Just that I get lazier when he's around and he also needs 'care and feeding' so... it's easier to cheat.

I've had a gym membership since September, that I used for 2 days in September, maybe a day in November, and not since.

Today, I plan to go again. I plan to do 15 minutes on the treadmill, 10 minutes cycling and 10 minutes on the cross trainer. It's just cardio, so it shouldn't kill me... but let's see.