Wednesday, October 23, 2013
50 trips less than 12 feet a day.
25 trips around the apartment building a day.
4 quarter mile loops a day.
30 minute walking dvd 1 daily.
walk 3000 steps a day.
walk 2 miles a day
walk a 5k in less than 70 minutes.
SURGERY recovery .... chair exercises and exercise with a special bike
Intense water training
walking 2 miles a day
walking 5 miles a day
This is how my progression has come about in my own personal fitness. There is no one part that was easier than the next but each came with a push to better myself till one day I realized that I grew to depend on my fitness just like I use to depend on food. It has been an emotional quest for me. This is only important as to the next phase that now must occur. I have to do the one thing that I never wanted to do. It is something that you will laugh at but for me it is another image that I have to get rid of.
Athletes have personal trainers. And maybe i some point i will get one but for now I am good without one. I do the same thing that they do I just research what i want to do or work on and figure out the safest most effective way to get the result I want. However, I am slightly vain. And i will not do anything that makes a person think " oh look at the fat chick". I have come a long way past snickers and giggles. I have tolerated many jokes in the gym and about. I have also gained many friends and loads of encouragement. But alas there are those things that make me go back to the ugly world of criticism. And when I go back to that world I get very defensive. This is why when my back first hurt two weeks ago I didnt go to the doctor immediately, because for most of my life when I hurt i was told it was because I was obese and i just couldnt phantom hearing it again. But when it got to the point i had no choice. I was very pleased when not only the doctor but the Physical therapist said this had nothing to do with my weight it had to do with my fitness.
The list went through a natural progression a slow and easy push. I asked my body to learn new things and it has. And now it is asking me to learn something to make it better and stronger and more relaxed. I have to throw my vanity out the window and omg learn to stretch. That is right Stretching . The one thing that horrifies me is something others do so easily. I want tell you the image I have in my head of this but is suffice to say it is not pleasant. For me I jump in head first to my fitness and never gave thought to how that actually affecting the muscles. All I thought about was how wonderful i looked when i finished. Well the muscles have now spoke in a most painful way and I will give them what they need at all cost.
Yesterday i didnt want to go to the gym but since my pt is in the same place I got dressed. my short running shorts and a floppy tank that i didnt throw out with the others. I ran by the gas station not thinking of how i was dressed lol. There was this little aging lady pump gas on the other pump beside me. She was staring and i was trying not to roll my eyes. I finally said to her " I am sorry I am going to the gym'. And the she made a comment that made it all seem easier. She said to me " no need to be sorry, You look very comfortable in your skin"... Can you imagine coming from 5x sweat pants and shirts filled with disgust hiding from the world to exuding the comfort in your very own skin for the world to see. So Stretching here I come hang on it will be rocky but we will get there.