Sidelined and Bustin' Out
Saturday, January 08, 2011
I've had some serious pain in the past several days. And I've basically "given up" - at least at exercise. Welllll, actually I've given up at self control also. I've been steroided to the eyeballs and this has given me a voracious appetite...which at first, I struggled to restrain, then in the past day or so, told myself (honestly), "It's pointless. Just go with it. Eat when you feel like eating...Just don't allow any junk in the house for you to inhale also." So I've been eating ....and eating....and not breaking a sweat in any sense of the word.
But you know.
I really MISS sweatin' up a storm. I MISS tracking those lovely calories burned. I MISS getting dolled up in my cute exercise gear and going down to my basement "gym" and impressing myself.
Just now I joined the Walking with Leslie Sansone Team here at Spark. (yeah, I confess, I folded...I joined her freakin' fan club. So shoot me.... NOW!) Truth is that woman gives a mean workout. And they just happen to be the only ones that this creaky old body can pull off and still feel like it did a body good. Of course, in the past several days, I couldn't even pull them off....but that's just something we won't mention to ourselves ... 'kay??
And then while I was perusing that Team's site and reading the team goals...I had this mad impulse. This moaning, groaning bundle of pain joined the goal which committed me to at least 60 minutes of exercise a day.
Wachhu Talkin' 'bout Willis??
Yep. I did. Here are my rationalizations.
--60 minutes does NOT mean doing the Shred three times in a row.
--Even if it's lifting a frozen OJ can forty million times, ANYONE can do SOME kind of exercise for an hour. Even toe wiggling really can count
--Once I get my surgery...(well, I MAY excuse myself from this goal for maybe 2 days following the surgery...is that okay, ya' think??)...I will have PT in rehab for over an hour a day, so I'm safe there....
--and I will do my sincere best to do whatever this body can tolerate for as long as it can tolerate it...every day. Really, I have to do something to spur myself to climb out of this pain-and-steroid pit, and get moving and Sparkin' once again...because if I DON'T in addition to losing muscle tone and endurance...I will have a BUNCH of unwanted flab to re-lose.
And we don't want that now, do we?
NOPE , we reeally reeeally don't.