Ever since I took that time off from my regular exercise routine I have struggled to get back into the game. My eating habits have been tampered with, my energy levels have plummeted and what's more, Lover-Man says I've been a bit of a bitch.
I have to admit it is true. I can tell I'm bitchy. I feel bitchy. I can feel it deep in the marrow of my bones. It's either that or everyone around me has recently become incredibly annoying!
I have decided that something must be done about this. Or soon my children will hate me and the Lover-Man may leave me. So stay tuned for my new project. My diary of an exercise fanatic! For two weeks I will exercise daily (to varying degrees each day) and note my findings.
Right. Here we go! Back on that horse. Today I went for a hike. It was hard. My lungs burned as I wheezed my way up hill and down dale. I had to take frequent stops but I managed to keep going. I even dared to jog briefly; though I was put off immensely by my body's incessant jiggling. Seriously? Can I really have turned so jiggly so quickly? Something comes to mind that my mother used to say about turning 30. Can't remember it in all clarity but I suspect it has just proven to be true. I somehow manage to make it up to the top of the mountain. I feel triumphant.
I still can't walk properly. My legs are so so sore and no amount of stretching will help. I have tried deep heat, eating bananas for potassium, eating protein et al to no avail. Yesterday I went for a light walk to ease my aching legs but I am pretty sure I hurt more today. Tomorrow I swim.
It is soooo good to be back in the water! Why the hell have I left it so long? Somehow I just got busy being grumpy and lazy and then made excuses to be both. I love swimming. I think I was meant to be a fish. I find swimming lengths of the pool very relaxing, kind of like meditation. This probably means I am not swimming very hard or fast, but hey I am just getting started.
Another hike today. I am so hungry. I want to eat all the time but am insisting on eating clean food. Basically no processed crap. It's the afternoons that get me. I try to satiate myself with apples and nuts but thanks to all the re-discovered exercise it is not enough. My hike today was good but I seem to have developed some strange ass cramp in my right bum cheek. It is very sore! I thought it was my hamstrings but have stretched the heck out of them to no relief. Every so often I feel a stabbing pain shoot up my leg into my butt. Good times.
Had an easy walk today. It would've been good if my ass didn't feel like it was being electrocuted with every step. I may need to see a physiotherapist about butt cheek this soon. I hope he is young and handsome and rubs my butt cheek with oil. Come on, a girl can dream!
Got on the spin bike today. It was amazing! I cranked Lorde on the ipod and spent a good hour spinning away. Before I knew it I was dripping sweat and smiling. Ah! Now that is what I'm talking about! A good, hard, long cardio work out! I seriously feel like a fog has lifted from my brain. I feel clearer, brighter and just healthier. The best part about using the spin bike is that I didn't get ass cramp! Hooray!
Went on another walk today. This time I stepped it up a little harder. I also decided to add some resistance in the form of a 13 kg baby boy in a buggy. It's hard to find time to exercise. That has always been a pickle for me. Basically I'd rather be -insert a multitude of activities here! - but the truth is, I need to exercise. I like to play games with myself where I tell myself I don't need to. That its okay to 'have a break'. But that is not the case. For me to stay happy and healthy, i need to move my body. So for me the number one challenge is making time. I think this experiment has done me good just for that alone! It has forced me to make time even if there isn't any. There's no room for excuses! The baby boy and buggy worked out quite well. For one, it was bloody hard work pushing the little sausage up hill in the sunshine, and secondly the buggy acted as a kind of walking frame to support my cramping ass! If said baby boy had only remained happy for the entire walk, instead of screaming and trying to escape said buggy mid walk, it would've been a flawless plan!
Swim. I have been told by a physio friend to swim. That, he says, is the most supportive form of exercise for your body. So, why, may I ask does my ass hurt just as bad when I swim? Damn. May actually have to pay someone to help me. Curses.
WTF. I went for a run this moring! I know! What is going on??? I actually got up at 6.30am and went for a freaking run. Insane. I said to Lover-Man last night. I am going to get up and go for a run tomorrow morning, before you leave for work. He laughed at me. He likes it when I say these things because I am the last person in the world who would ever get out of bed voluntarily. So basically, I just feel like the most impressive person in the world. Yep, that's right. I am better that everyone! I might even wash my car or something cus I am just so awesome.
Ass cramp is gone! Booya! It must've been the run. People who run in the morning are just so good that God cures them of bum cramp. Yeah, I am going to milk this for a while. Today I swam again just because I could. I didn't even think about not doing it. I had brief thoughts about diddling around on my computer, but decided no, swim first, diddle later. I feel so calm. It is amazing. I still get pissed off at my kids. Sure, who wouldn't. I think even mother Teresa would be tested my gorgeous little terrors. I bet she would've smacked them. But I don't. I run in the mornings you see so I am above such things. Sorry, I'll stop. Soon.
Drat. Ass cramp has returned. I decided that I needed some expert advice on this ass cramp issue, so I consulted YouTube. Dr YouTube has diagnosed me with siatica, a lower back pain that shoots down the back of the legs, or in my case just the one leg. He recommended I do all the stretches I am already doing. Blast. Though I did find a nifty massage trick you can do with a tennis ball against the wall, which seems to have helped, if not hurt like crap. I walked today. Just a light one as I was feeling mighty exhausted. I'm starting to see why personal trainers recommend you have a rest day occasionally. I woke up this morning and felt incredibly heavy in my body. Though it was a good heavy, not an 'oh god I drank too much' or an 'oh man, I'm nine months pregnant' heavy.
Just when I thought daily exercise was an incredible cure for PMS, she hit me like a brick. I'm bitchy, really irritable and I want chocolate; though, all of that is nothing new. To be honest my super duper PMS is actually more like PMDD; an extreme form of PMS that in my case requires medication. This month though, I didn't yell at my kids at all in my 'insane lady' voice once! I also didn't cry over stupid things. So clearly this exercise regime is a good thing for me! Though I still puffed up to the size of a house, had bad headaches and felt miserable.
In other news, my butt cramp is gone! That tennis ball trick really worked wonders. If you too suffer from ass cramp, check out this helpful vid on tennis ball massage.
I did it. I exercised for 14 days in a row. Today I went for another early morning wander. This time I went for a quick hike up the mountain. Just casually hiking in the morning. WTF? I don't know what has happened. Some how I am waking earlier, having less sleep and I feel more refreshed than I have in ages. I have started craving weird foods. Like apples. I mean, who craves apples? That's just weird. I have also noticed my skin feel better. More shiny and clear, maybe because I have also started drinking more water. The best thing about exercising everyday is that it becomes habit. When I wake up in the morning I am already thinking about when in the day I will slot my workout in. Strangely I have started looking forward to exercising. I don't know what is going on, but I like it!
A few days later.
After day 14 I decided to have a 'rest day'. Three days later I was still on a rest. I quickly started to feel crappy again. Apparently if I give myself an inch I will take a mile! Or maybe I am just tired.