April yoga challenge
Have decided for $reasons that I’d like to do yoga every day in April. If anyone is still reading this sad, shy little blog and would like to join me in this self-assigned challenge, let me know.
May or may not have watched Say Yes to the Dress on my phone while walking on the treadmill at the gym today. WHAT HAVE I BECOME?!?!
This blog totally fell apart when my knee did.
Good news: I’m running again, a tiny little bit at a time. I’m using Couch to 5K, which seems to be nicer to my (still occasionally cranky) knee than PT/chiro advice to “go out and run a mile and see how you feel” ever was. I’m up to week 3 (repeating, given that I skipped a week due to work and snow craziness), and so far, I haven’t had any pain that an Aleve and an ice pack hasn’t been able to cure.
That said, grand total running time over the past month is less than an hour and a half, so I’m trying not to get my hopes up too high in case the pain kicks back in when I hit longer intervals. Keep your fingers crossed for me, please.
More good news (I think): I’ve decided to hire a personal trainer to help me get over my fear/hatred of weight lifting. I’d like to get a better handle on the non-cardio areas of the gym and make strength work a regular part of my routine, as opposed to something I do grudgingly and rarely and always while cursing my PT for forcing me through an incredibly boring set of squats/clamshells/leg lifts/I’M ALREADY BORED.
This has been an update.
D and I went to the gym yesterday after work, on my request/prompting so that I could get a run in despite sub-10˚ temps. We’re jointly lamenting the lack of available treadmills while the front desk clerk checks us in.
She slides his ID card and jokes with him about how busy it is, and how he’ll have to wait until someone leaves before he can get his workout in. She slides my card and automatically hands me a Zumba pass.
Good: I finally took the new bike (which still needs a name) for a ride this morning. I bought it over a month ago, but a combination of persistent knee pain, late hours at work/my own failure to install lights on it/my fear of riding in the dark without lights, and laziness have meant that it’s just been hanging out in a corner of the bedroom, feeling unloved. This morning I promised I’d leave the office before dark, wheeled the bike downstairs, and hopped on.
Bad: I forgot gloves. Morning temps: 37. Fingers: still a bit frozen two hours later.
This is my fitblr
I love this! Safe fitspo :)
You are not a machine.