Thursday, May 14, 2009
Four years ago I stopped exercising. It was a time of big life changes, such as a divorce and a subsequent move. Which I think was why I lost my mojo. But it was still strange in some ways, because for most of my adult life I have been an avid exerciser and never thought I would just stop one day.
Last winter I decided to do something about my slump and bought a gym card. Since then I've been going once a week. I've been pretty consistent, which I'm proud of, but working out only once a week isn't enough to give me the sort of addictive buzz that I got when I was exercising 3-4 times a week. Another reason for my lack of passion is a lack of goals. I am happy with my body and have no strenuous adventures lined up either. So to give me a bit of a boost I have signed up for a 5k run. It's in late May and I'm pretty sure I will be able to crank 5k out of my legs, even though I've done very little running training so far. It won't be what I'd call a pleasurable experience, but at least I'm out there running!