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Sunday, July 22, 2007
Aching all over.
This is not a first, but each time it’s just as bad as times before.
Years of sitting mainly in front of either the computer or the TV have left their marks on me. For a fit and very active person such as I (was), this is a hard thing to cope with.
Easy solution, you say, just go to the gym!
Well no, not THAT simple - not for me.
As I’ve noted in another post, what defines me is an inherent restlessness.
Well, lets modify this: over the past 15 years I’ve became very aware of these characteristics - before that time I did not feel negative effects of it, only others - i.e. if I would be now a child, I’d probably be stuffed full with Ritalin (lucky me, this drug didn’t exist back in my childhood) - nor did I feel it far back in my past as a sheer constant’ness and I felt it only in spurts.
What came parallel with the expansion of this restlessness is the not allowing myself to just do mundane stuff: lying a whole day in the yard for example, doing nothing but reading a book and sipping ice tea without having a bad conscious of that I should be doing other stuff.
Since I am back at a regular income job, this has eased a bit, but I still envy my times in Paris and shortly after when I had all the internal (spiritual) space I wanted to be fully engulfed in my own cocoon of timelessness - it’s GREAT for being creative and for painting… well, and inner peace of course.
For this reason I have a hard time to go e.g. 3x a week to an one hour over-full gym class, plus 2x get my swimming lapses done. All the time it takes to drive there, get parked, changed, wait for the class to begin, change back and to drive back! In all fairness I need to admit though that I loved my Jazzercise classes, but not enough that it justified the costs (I’d accrue gaps in regularity of going there) and the time efforts for me.
The other reason I have a hard time sticking to any routine is that over the years I seem to have lost the joy of doing the stuff, it has become rather a chore than fun. Of course, I have also realized HOW weak I have gotten over the past 10 years (yes, since living in the USA, blame it all on that and the distances within). It has become really, really hard working on making myself again really fit, and thus it is now a chore and not necessarily fun.
BEING fit is a joy, not GETTING fit.
But all of this does not nullify the need of doing SOME sort of exercising if I do not want to be a complete potato in a few years. I do believe that body health through good nutrition including an exercised body is vital and a good basis for an older, sound body. Having slipped over the past years does not justify to carry on like that.
DVD’s, PlayStation and Xbox to the rescue.
I’ve accumulated a nice collection of workouts: Pilates, Yourself!Fitness, WW Workout, Eye Toy Kinetic and the latest in the array is an Aerobic Step Stool including a bunch of DVD’s to keep it interesting. I can exercise at any time, convenient to ME and do it as long or as short as I feel fit.
I actually love the Step Stool: it’s very good for cardio-vascular workout and boy, it targets the PRECISE spots which I have most difficulties with: my upper thighs and buttock.
With other words, right now, my ass and surrounding aches big time, even 2 days after the last workout :-)
And, while I am writing this I know that I am just about to begin my next workout… and I am actually looking forward to it, which is a good sign. This all SHOULD mount to SOMETHING good - IF I can keep my new routine up.
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