General, Hobbies, Uncategorized

Back To The Gym…

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Mondays and Thursdays are my new gym days. My husband hangs out with the kiddo while I get to go work out in our community gym (which is pretty nice, by the way). Today was my first time heading in there, and man…

I do not know what I am doing.

I didn’t recognize most of the machines and felt like an absolute fool in there. At first that was okay because I was alone. Then, the “regulars” started flooding in and doing their thing. And I just kind of hung out in the corner, hoping no one noticed me trying to figure out what kind of machine I was using and how to use it. Also, I almost died on the treadmill.

After my near-death experience, I decided to get off the treadmill and try something else. So I went to a machine in which I pulled weights, using a triangular, elastic handle-bar. Afterward, I did a few sit ups, and finally to another machine that I couldn’t really figure out well enough to get anything out of it. I tried the spin bicycle, too. It was mostly an exploratory trip.

I’ve never really been a gym kind of girl. I always have liked going to classes and working out in groups. In fact, fitness is one of the only things that I like doing in a group. Working out alone is boring. But I went. I went to the gym. And I’ll keep going and eventually things will get better.

I look forward to progress.

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General, Hobbies, Uncategorized

The Road Back to Good Health

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When I was younger, I used to climb trees, roller skate or bike ride, race the boys in the neighborhood, and play high intensity outdoor games that left me excited and out of breath as I returned home for dinner in the evenings. I took ice skating lessons, dance lessons, and lots of hikes through the “woods” with my neighborhood friends. In high school, I took dance class, ran track, and was part of the step team. In college, I ran track, played tennis, and learned how to teach aerobics courses. As an adult, I’ve found enjoyment in Zumba, Yoga, Pilates, Barre, and anything that involves dancing. I guess what I’m trying to say is –

I used to be in such great shape.

I have always enjoyed being active and it isn’t until recently that I am realizing just how active I used to be! After having a baby and getting through a pulmonary embolism, I was told to slow down on the physical activity for a bit. But, I think I am starting to get back to the place where I can resume an active lifestyle. And, I can’t wait!

In the past, I wasn’t being intentionally active – I was just doing what I was interested in. This time around, I want to be more intentional about reaching certain fitness goals. I hate being in the hospital, taking medications, and having regularly scheduled blood tests. But, what I hate even more is how restricting the experience is. I can’t eat some of my favorite (healthy) foods because of the medicine I am taking. I can’t work out the way I want to until they are sure that my clot has dissipated. I can’t travel, sit, or lie down for too long without thinking about having to keep my blood circulation flowing. I have always been interested in health and fitness topics, but this experience has really taught me the value of making sure that I keep my body healthy.

Being in good health is a priceless treasure. If you’re already in good health, do whatever you can to keep it that way. If you’re not, do whatever you can to get back to it. I certainly look forward to getting myself back on track.

And I’ll be blogging the journey, of course.