Tuesday, June 04, 2013
...is realizing how out of shape you've really become.
When I stopped working out on a daily basis back in December 2011/January 2012, I was in pretty good shape. Not about to run a marathon or anything, but I was getting stronger and had muscle tone, and felt good about the progress I was making fitness-wise as someone who HATES working out. I was exercising 30-60 a day and had built up to that over 5-6 months.
Cut to a year and a half later. Eeesh.
For some reason, I thought I would be able to just jump right back in to the 30-45 minute high intensity workouts that I had been doing before. I figured that I had still been walking 1.5-5 miles a day in the time since I quit working out regularly so my fitness level shouldn't be TOO different, right? So wrong.
I got through 12 minutes of a 30 minute HIIT workout before quitting because I don't want to die in work out clothes. It hit me that duh--I have to basically start over and build up the muscles I had lost. So I did a 15 minute strengthing/toning yoga routine instead. It was hard and it hurt and I had to modify for some of the positions because I have about 0% upper body strength but I did it all. And I was proud of myself. Because it might just be a short yoga work out but I finished it.