Tina came this morning… the sun was already shining and we decided to run up to the mountain, where there are trails and a bike course. We used those wooden obstacles to do push ups, triceps lifts and leg lifts. She also decided to set my legs on fire by doing lunges UPHILL! Forget the weights; uphill lunges seem way more effective. We tried sprint training and made it home in time to do some abdominal and back exercises.
Just having Tina come every Sunday motivates me for the next 6 days. You may wonder how adding only 1 work out has improved my situation, but it’s that 1 hour that keeps me on track for the next 167. I really don’t feel that I have sacrificed all that much to keep me going for the week. I’ve added 1 run to my routine and if I miss a Capoeira class, I will replace it with a run too. Just this and I can feel drastic improvements in my performance.
Last Sunday I ran and I finally made my goal of running 4 kms. No taking short cuts; it was the full 4 k. Wednesday I set out to run that again, but something strange happened. … I kept running. There was no freeze brain in my head from the cold; there were no stitches of pain in my side. I felt good, so I kept going. My dog was starting to fall behind so we detoured home. I mapped it out and turns out I ran 5.1kms! My god, how did that happen? I don’t even like running that much, but it’s free, I can get out of the house and I have the time to think in peace and quiet.
Friday I set out on the pavement again. I left my home and took the long route; there was no shortcut this time. 30 minutes later my dog was tired and I had to return him home but I felt an urge to keep going. So off I took again, I ran by myself and I could hear my breathing, my lungs took breaths that were deep and manageable. I listened to my heart, beating at a pace that felt good to my soul. The sun had set and I was so aware of my senses. The smell of fresh dirt, the sight of neighbours in their homes and the taste of a dry mouth. I turned onto my street and took down the pace to a long striding walk. I heard something… was it my laces hitting my shoes? Was it the zipper on my coat? Was it someone hammering in their house? Wait listen, that knocking noise is ….my hip! What? Is that in the front? The back? The side? I couldn’t feel a thing, but there was defiantly a noise in my hip! I haven’t heard it again, and have no idea what that was. I was nervous that I was going to wake up in pain the next morning.
I snuck into the house, mapped out my 6.27 kms route, and then decided to run a bath. (Pun completely intended) Now if you know me, you know I’m not a bath person. But this time, I ran the water as hot as I could, I got in, read my book with my ears under the water so that I could not hear the rest of the house and the potential problems that may exist. As I lay there, I could feel the muscles in my hips start to ache and the muscles in my calves start to relax. It was great, my body was great and my mind was happy at what I just accomplished.
I woke up the next morning with no pain, an excitement for the day and the next time I would be able to work out.
I really don’t think that I’ve lost all that much weight… and to tell you the truth I don’t care. I feel stronger, I see some definition in my muscles and I am powerful. What will be difficult one week, becomes easy the next. Activities that I never thought of trying I am now completing with confidence. What I wanted for myself I am now feeling. When I was pregnant I loved my body, since then I have not felt the same. And even though I still have my belly and my butt is flat as a pancake( ok maybe there is a small round bump starting) I am proud of what I am allowing my body to do and when I let the fear go of looking silly, it will do whatever I want it too! This is a powerful time in my life, this isn’t about competing with others, it is about competing with me. Letting guilt, fear and temptation go. In the meantime I am grabbing a strong hold of confidence, vivacity and power. I feel great
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