Out of Shape Beyba!
Picture this:
It's 11am in the morning and I just rolled out of bed. The brief thought of going to the YMCA crossed through my mind...but it didn't stay too long. I thought, "Man, I need to get me act together and really start working out." I knew I didn't want to lift. I didn't want to swim because the water was too cold last time. And I knew I didn't want to drive the whole 15 minute to get there. Laziness set in. Then, like a light turning on, I decided I was going to go for a run around the neighborhood. "Yeah, I need to run...it's been a good, what, month and a half. I think my body has rested enough." So I gather my black stretch pants, under armour, head-band, gloves and a smile on my face. "Here we go," I thought. I walked out to the kitchen in my house and opened up the fridge. I grabbed a water bottle, twisted open the cap and chugged down the sweet, refreshing water to wake up my body. I grabbed a piece of toast and talked to my mother for a quick minute then I was out the door. Surprisingly, the weather was really nice. Here I was ready for the artic tundra and I step into the tropics. Hmm, whatever. I shed a few layers but I was still to hot but I decided to just deal with it. (If anyone knows me really well, being hot is not my idea of fun.) So I decided to run to the boat docks and back and a fairly good pace. I ran up and down huge hills and realized,"Wow, I'm more out of shape than I thought, that sucks."
So the moral of the story is: I'm out of shape...or at least not in as good of shape as I was. I guess swimming just isn't a good replacement for running. Lifting and yoga definitely aren't a cardio workout but hey, I need the rest. So I'm starting to begin my journey back to all that there is "in shape". Here we go. Won't you join me.
It's 11am in the morning and I just rolled out of bed. The brief thought of going to the YMCA crossed through my mind...but it didn't stay too long. I thought, "Man, I need to get me act together and really start working out." I knew I didn't want to lift. I didn't want to swim because the water was too cold last time. And I knew I didn't want to drive the whole 15 minute to get there. Laziness set in. Then, like a light turning on, I decided I was going to go for a run around the neighborhood. "Yeah, I need to run...it's been a good, what, month and a half. I think my body has rested enough." So I gather my black stretch pants, under armour, head-band, gloves and a smile on my face. "Here we go," I thought. I walked out to the kitchen in my house and opened up the fridge. I grabbed a water bottle, twisted open the cap and chugged down the sweet, refreshing water to wake up my body. I grabbed a piece of toast and talked to my mother for a quick minute then I was out the door. Surprisingly, the weather was really nice. Here I was ready for the artic tundra and I step into the tropics. Hmm, whatever. I shed a few layers but I was still to hot but I decided to just deal with it. (If anyone knows me really well, being hot is not my idea of fun.) So I decided to run to the boat docks and back and a fairly good pace. I ran up and down huge hills and realized,"Wow, I'm more out of shape than I thought, that sucks."
So the moral of the story is: I'm out of shape...or at least not in as good of shape as I was. I guess swimming just isn't a good replacement for running. Lifting and yoga definitely aren't a cardio workout but hey, I need the rest. So I'm starting to begin my journey back to all that there is "in shape". Here we go. Won't you join me.
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