Posted by Beckie | Filed under Beckie
It’s been an embarrassingly long time since I actively engaged in any physical fitness. Of course, I run after my kids playing tag, run up and down the stars numerous times throughout the day, and walk quite a bit at my job on a busy day. But in terms of formal exercise, let’s just say I’ve been giving myself a break….a really long break!
Once upon a time I actually was a member of a gym (this is definitely prior to having two kids) but as someone who is now a definite “beginner” at exercise, I feel like the gym isn’t the right place for me at this time. I just can’t commit to paying for it, knowing that I am embarking on an unpredictable fitness path. Nor do I feel ready to sign-up for specific classes at this time. I went a couple of years ago with my very fit neighbour to a free Spinning class at the community centre near us. Not exactly a wise choice for a newbie. I took a picture of myself on the bike and sent it to a couple of my friends via email. They joked: “that’s awesome” and then (tongue in cheek, of course), “did you Photoshop yourself into the picture?”
My colleague at work passed me a Power Yoga with Rodney Yee DVD a while ago so I decided to FINALLY try it out. I started out with flying colours. By the 8 minute mark, I was huffing and puffing and trying to keep up with the continuous flow of Yoga moves, such as downward dogs, Warrior, and other such contortions. The instructor was soft spoken and mellow but there was no way for me to even focus on breathing when I was trying to keep my balance and not fall over. But all is not lost. I’m happy to report that after following the DVD a few times, I’m starting to “get” some of the moves and I really hope that someday I can touch my toes. I’m even planning to soon return this DVD to my colleague (thank you “A”) and try out a bunch of other fitness DVDs at the library.
The other thing I tried out was going for a jog in my neighbourhood. I live in the ‘burbs so there isn’t much action around here, other than birds, bees and babies. I decided to listen to some music, but realized that it is kind of embarrassing to be walking around with a Discman. Ah well, I’ve never been cool so why start now? With New Order blaring, I ran through the streets for about 20 minutes (stretching before and after) and gave myself a little chore of picking up the mail on my way back. The grand finale: a popsicle from my new chest freezer!