I have a confession to make: I fell off the wagon.
I fell off that great big, beautiful fitness wagon I used to proudly and effortlessly board daily. Picture me in a street parade, aboard said wagon, waving my best pageant wave, and flashing my biggest pageant smile.
It’s quite a humbling feeling to have to admit this, but I think it helps others to see that it can happen to anyone, and often does.
I’ve never honestly grappled with fitness motivation, or lack thereof. Not until now, that is.
I Let My Insurance Policy Lapse
I’ve told you about my sweet little insurance policy that keeps me tight and toned, and allows me a bit more flexibility in my diet. Weight training has been my saving grace in maintaining my figure, even past the age of 40.
Some folks have yoga, cardio, running, or something else like Barre or Pilates. My policy of choice is weight lifting. Only, I let it lapse.
It Started With an Injury
Excuses time! No story is well and properly told without the laundry list of excuses.
Anyway, I tweaked my back in January somehow. It wasn’t anything too bad, it would just nag me from time to time. And it made squatting heavy nearly impossible. Of course it doesn’t help that visions of snapping my spine would float through my head during my squat sets. (Hypochondriac, anyone?)
No, but seriously, sometimes I would just be sitting down and my back would start to seize up on me. It sucked.
During this time, I kept the squats lighter, took it easier on deadlifts, and generally reduced my weights for back exercises.
I hated it.
I’m guilty of having an All-Or-Nothing attitude. If I can’t go all out, then what’s the point? This attitude is such a motivation thief, but I managed to keep going anyway.
And Yet Another Injury
After a few months of slogging through less-than-stellar workouts, I decided to change things up completely. I thought I’d do a totally different routine and recapture some of that stolen motivation.
So I went back to the basics. My basics, anyway. When I first started working out it wasn’t in a gym. It was at home, in the living room.
At that time, most of my exercises were more isolation and less compound in nature.
Anyway, in April, my new “Get Rid of The Workout Blahs” routine consisted of Step-Ups, Lunges, Cable Pull-Downs, Dumbbell Bench Press, etc.
One day while doing my Step-Ups, I felt a little snap in my knee. Nothing tore, and it didn’t hurt per se, but it just didn’t feel right. (Step-Ups shouldn’t normally affect anyone like this, I’m just lucky I guess. It’s a great exercise, really!)
Now every time I squat low, or anything below parallel, I get that little snap of the tendon/ligament shifting. And it gets very sore if I do it too much.
Then my inner hypochondriac kicks in, worrying I will snap my knee altogether if I keep working out, and my life will be over. I know, drama much?
Well and Truly Off the Fitness Wagon
I tried to stick with a routine of some sort after that, but nothing has really stuck. I’ll work out for a week and then nothing.
Anyway, due to this, my husband and I have started our own business. Needless to say, trying to build this blog and a new business at the same time, while keeping two kiddos happy, is beyond time consuming!
But you know what else is time consuming? Facebook, TV shows, movies, Pinterest. Guilty on all counts, Your Honor.
Am I fat? No. Are things jiggling yet? Why yes, yes they are. And drooping, and dimpling, and . . . let’s just say it’s time to get back on the damned wagon already!
Not to mention, I don’t feel very good putting fitness advice out into the internet universe and NOT practicing what I preach. It’s time to change that.
So guess what I did yesterday? I got in the gym and I did a workout.
Was it heavy? No.
Was it amazing? No.
Do I regret doing that workout? No.
Was it good enough? Yes.
I’m working on kicking this All-Or-Nothing bitch out of my head right now. And I’m putting “I don’t have time” on notice, too.
I plan to work out Monday, Wednesday, and Friday each week. I will get up early if I have to. I will do it in the evening if I have to.
I will do some sort of workout and won’t be so regimented about the details like I was. I will do what my body can handle. But I will do it!
I’m trying to come up with a way to remain accountable. There are many ways, but I thought of one this morning I hadn’t thought of before.
If anyone is interested in being a part of a fitness Facebook group centered around motivation and accountability, I will be starting one.
It will be a place to check in daily, whether you have a workout scheduled or not. Just check in and say you have the day off, or share what you did that day. It will also be a place to share your nutrition wins and fails.
I hope as a community to share our fitness experiences and support each other as we move forward.
It’s not completely fleshed-out yet, so I’m open to any suggestions! Please leave them in the comments. You can also reach me through my contact page if you would like to be added to the group.
What’s Your Fitness Wagon Sitch Right Now?
Are you on the wagon? Off? Is the wagon missing a wheel?
Experiencing any hurdles due to life? Are you excelling? Succeeding? Overdoing it? Under-doing it?
Any feedback can be inspiring, comforting, and/or motivational. So let’s hear it! 🙂