Resolutions
At this time of year many people make resolutions. A lot of people’s resolutions have to do with weight loss and health. I’m no exception.
Just prior to the New Year, I decided I would become more physically fit. I have to be honest with you. During the past few months, my apartment running has fallen by the wayside. I haven’t had the time, energy or motivation to get off my butt and do it. Occasionally, I do, but it’s more like once every other week. I don’t run the three times a week that I had promised myself I would.
Anyway, I devised a plan. My new exercise routine involved apartment running of course, as well as sit-ups, push-ups, yoga, and some weight lifting. It was a brilliant plan. I was going to become an iron woman in one week. I smiled and worked through the pain. I pushed and pushed myself, while watching 20/20.
The problem was that after two days of my wonderful new exercise program, I was so stiff and achy I could barely touch my toes. The idea of walking made me want to cry. I’m tough though, so I didn’t admit to anyone. I soldiered on for three whole hours before telling my husband what I had done. He laughed and said, “You should know better. Didn’t you tell me that your muscles need time to heal before you exercise them again.” He is right, I did tell him that. I’m a massage therapist; I know about muscles. But knowing about other people’s muscles is completely different than knowing about my own.
So it’s day three of 2007 and I’ve already abandoned my resolution. Well, I haven’t abandoned it completely, I’ve just had to change my plan a little. My limbs are still a bit achy, so I guess it’ll take me two weeks to become an iron woman–not one.
