Back in the middle of August, after way too many months of procrastination and good intentions that never got me making any real progress, I watched a TED talk about doing something new for 31 days. I decided to use this as my motivator to get myself back in the gym. A place where everybody used to know my name and now all the faces were new. I committed publicly in this blog post.
It’s been almost two months and well past the 31 days so I thought it would be fun (and humbling) for me to check in and let you know how it went down. Some good. Some not so much. Oh, I started out full speed ahead. Every afternoon after work I walked over to 24 Hr Fitness and right in through the big front door. This was the piece that had been eluding my fitness routine for a while. Walking IN the door. I told myself it didn’t matter how long I stayed, I just had to go in and do something. I went. I stayed. I worked out. I loved it. I loved myself for doing it! All was good. Day 1 was a success – days 2, 3 and on through 10 – all good. Then I hit a bump in the road. Work got in the way and I ran out of time. Could I have gone at 7:30pm or 5:30am? Yes. Did it even cross my mind? No it did not. So, I missed a day. But then I got right back to it. The not so good news is that the rest of my 31 days went something like this… gym, gym, something else, gym, something else, gym, gym, and so on. Adding them up, I did 20 days out of the 31 that I committed to. I don’t pretend to know anything about baseball, but I’m pretty sure that’s not a very good batting average.
So, I missed the mark… a little. I only beat myself up a tiny bit because the really good news is that I am still going to the gym regularly. In fact, I’ve settled into a really good routine of Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoons. We’ve been doing 6-8 mile hikes on these lovely Fall weekends but, now that the rains are back, I’ll probably add one more day to the gym. Or not.
All in all. I’m calling it a success and I’m glad I took the challenge. I ended up right where I hoped to be. As the hubs says – I’m cranking weights and pounding it on the treadmill – at the gym.
I fell off the wagon about a year ago. No dings, cuts or bruises, but it’s been painful nonetheless. What wagon? The gym wagon. And, let me just say, it has been hard as hell getting back on. Oh, I still walk an hour or so every day, but somehow I do not seem to be able to walk myself the three short blocks to the gym. We were so close, my gym and I. But our love affair has dimmed. We’ve lost our spark. I’ve cheated. I’ve been seeing others. Yep, I had a fling with Jazzercise. I’ve combed the listings for Parks and Rec. I even flirted a little with the weights that sit patiently behind the door in my office. None of these relationships stuck. Maybe I’ve been looking for LUV in all the wrong places. And now I’m watching the hubs build a steady love affair of his own with the gym. My gym! I feel a wee bit like the jilted lover and I do not like the feeling. Not one bit. Oh, I’ve got excuses…LOTS of them. I work full time. I have social and philanthropic commitments. I have to write my blog. It’s hot. I’m tired. I’m bored. My shoulder hurts. Something else hurts. The classes are full. The list is endless. And a complete load of horse puckey.
There’s more than a little irony working here as well. You see, I’m the woman who started going to the gym seven years ago and loved it so much I studied for and became a personal fitness trainer. I know better. I’ve taught others how to get fit. And still, I sit. Watching my buffness slowly (thank God!) turn into mushness. Waiting for some magic spark of energy. Here’s what I now know for sure. I’m pretty much all in or all out. No halfway for me. And lately, I’ve been all out. Hubs always says “a body in motion stays in motion. A body at rest …well you know.” Every now and then the Old Guy nails it.
Fellow blogger, Andrea Mee Maurer, posted a while back about Matt Cutts’ TED talk Try something new thing for 30 days. Andrea was smitten with the idea and committed to blog every day for 30 days. Love the idea. Loved every one of your posts. Andrea, you and TED have inspired me! I’m going to use the 30 day plan to get my butt back into the gym. It’s not something new, but I’m going to use the next 30 days to re-acquaint myself with my triceps, biceps, lats, and quads. Re-kindle my love of sweat. Regain my passion for sore muscles. Remind myself what I loved about Yoga, Zumba, Lift and Sculpt in the first place. Oh, I know it won’t be easy. Butit is time. I guess I sat around long enough that the I magic spark I was waiting for finally found me. Don’t know. Don’t care. I’m going with it.
Day One starts tomorrow. I’ll let you know how it goes.