I'm going to try and link to songs that I like to run to (or plan to incorporate into my mix in the future). I like to workout to all kinds of music, and this first song may seem a little strange. But once you get past the awesome but slow first three minutes, it really kicks in. The Airborne Toxic Event is awesome. I see some light yogging in my future:
The pain isn't radiating quite so much this time. The muscles above my knees are hurting, but 36 hours after spin class I can walk and even climb stairs without wanting to cry. Our Saturday flirtation with the class nearly three weeks ago was both uplifting and destructive at the same time. It took me 8 full days to recover.
I've flirted with regular workout routines for the past 7 months, but I just wasn't prepared for balancing on tiny pedals and pumping my legs for an hour. The pain will come, but apparently not so crippling as before. And regardless it's the right direction.
Kacey and I decided to do a sprint triathlon. August 2012 in Luray is the end of this painful goal. My friend Joe has done it before and has been very encouraging. We've met people from all over the state who mention how beautiful and exciting a sprint it is, and also how difficult. Wait, what?
So here's how it breaks down: A 750 meter lake swim (that's British for about a half mile, mate), a 16.5 mile hill hugging bike ride, and finally a 5k. The bike ride should be manageable for me by then. I plan lots of spin classes and weekend outdoor rides. I'll start training on actual hills soon. But my foot has been flambee'd recently with Plantar Fasciitis, and my ankle injury from April derailed my wogging adventures.
Also, I can't swim.
So that's why I've decided to write. My struggles with consistency both working out and eating, displayed for all 3 readers I'm sure to get, will hopefully be motivation for myself and all three of you (hi Mom, Kacey and whichever one of our cats learns to type first).
My current plan is to start simple:
1. Eat an actual breakfast every morning. Today it's vanilla almond milk and organic cereal. Tomorrow it will likely be something like vanilla almond milk and organic cereal. I swear I'll mix it up soon.
2. Do something every single day. It doesn't matter what at this point, but the minimum is a 30 minute walk. Lifting counts, walking counts, spin class or swimming. Pretty much anything that involves at least half an hour of exercise, 7 days a week, is OK. I most look forward to fall Ultimate with my friends. But instead of trying to remember what to do when, I have a simple goal to keep in mind: DTDT. It doesn't matter what or when, as long as it's 30 minutes or more every single day, just Do The Damn Thing.
3. Blog at least thrice weekly. That may also be British, so hopefully James will read this and correct me. Maybe this will help me with eating, hopefully it will help me with working out. Either way, let's start writing, shall we?
4. Have fun. If it's not fun, it won't last. So have fun. Use the energy, use the hate, use the sloth against yourself. That's my plan. But do it, uh, funly.
5. Figure out a word that means funly. Then I won't sound stupid on the interwebs.
6. Learn how to really swim this time. I'll likely start with adult classes at JMU in September.
So thanks for reading this. Please feel free to comment and keep me in line. Anyone interested in challenges let me know!