i’ve upped the activity factor; i am sore, exhausted and cranky. the thing is i know it doesn’t get better. i followed the same routine faithfully 6 days a week for almost 2 years before a minor car accident that resulted in a long term nagging injury, prevented my exercising as I had become accustomed to. unfortunately, i am one of those people who require large amounts of exercise, just to maintain health and weight.
it’s been a long year and i’ve neglected myself. yes, i was healing, yes, i was limited in mobility, but to be honest, i could have been at least swimming. i used the hiatus as an impetus to focus on work. i was successful professionally but it came at the cost of my overall health. now that i am building my endurance back, i am not a happy camper. i ache, i hurt, i’m tired, i’m brain foggy.
there was not one day in the 2 years i worked out daily, that i did not resent going to the gym. there was never a moment of satisfaction at a milestone passed or a weight reduction. i hated every single minute of it. hated sweating, hated my straw like hair from the chlorine, hated spending money on lotions and hair products to try and hydrate my skin and hair from showering 3x a day.
callouses on my hands, blistered feet, a massive resurgence in the plantar fasciitis and bone spurs i have. i’m doing it. and i hate it